Chapter 172: Volume 8 - CH 168

*clang*, The sound of a wooden bucket echoed through the dark wasteland after the sun had set.

A huge tree, clearly different in size from the surrounding trees, stands by the river, somewhat off the road, and at its base flickers the light from a 【Light】. Even though it is a strange place for people to live, there are certainly human figures there. All of them are completely naked.

It is Satoru and his companions who have entered the country of Liese.

Satoru and his companions had forced their way through the Haivan checkpoint in the morning, and as night approached, they led their carriage off the road to a place where it was unlikely to be touched by human hands, and after that, Leia put magic power into the seeds of the World Tree to create a giant tree, which is the child of the World Tree. This was a countermeasure against pursuers, just in case.

Satoru, who was feeling a little angry, took advantage of the riverside location and again used his sorcery to prepare a bath for after dinner. Everyone was enjoying the benefits.

Satoru is now cooling his burning body on the rocky area. In the bathtub, Minerva was pouring hot water on Liz and Rico and making a lot of noise. As he watched them with a wry smile, he looks down at the parchment in his hand with a wry smile.

「.........」

The parchment that suddenly stuck to Isolde's sword during dinner came from Sheryl in Ares. It contains a brief report after Sheryl left Satoru and the others and a list of some notes and points of concern.

*flop*, Satoru glanced up when he heard the sound of bare feet.

「What's the matter?」

It's Isolde. She is unsparingly exposing her well-trained, slender, naked body.

「No. I thought Sheryl seemed to be doing well.」

Satoru did not know that Isolde had taught Sheryl how to chant the 【Designated Transfer】 art, which targets Sheryl's former favorite sword, the Ragulf. Satoru was more than a little surprised by the sudden arrival of the parchment.

Sheryl had been given a piece of equipment containing the art of 【Communication】. However, given her nature, Satoru knew that she would probably use the equipment only when she was in an untenable situation. Satoru was concerned that there might be some discrepancies in the information that he would be able to get from the other side.

However, if the parchment was delivered in this way, it would be easier and Satoru's fears would be lessened. It was a fine play by Isolde.

「Sheryl-dono is quite capable. She is now Milord's magical slave, but depending on the time and region, she could make a name for herself as a female general.」

I see, Satoru understood. Sheryl has a calm personality and a broad perspective. He thinks she is better suited to use people than to be used by them.

「Well, it seems that such a career was not so easy in Ares.」

「In that suburb, blood relations among the nobility are especially important, and moreover, it is a male-dominated society. Besides, in her case, there must have been some trouble with her father, right?」

The suburbs of Ares ― the western part of the continent ― certainly didn't give Satoru the impression that women were active in society. This was only because Satoru was accustomed to modern society, but in a world that was closer to the social conventions of medieval Europe, it was only natural. The social structure is such that men have the upper hand.

The same is true of slavery, an aspect of modern society that has been destroyed. Basic human rights and women's rights were born out of the development of society.

In light of this, Isolde, who was the head of the Holy Sword Clan, a clan that has existed since the mythical age of the Holy Sword Clan, is also a unique figure, even though she was a thoroughly meritocratic person.

「But still, ......」

Satoru did not hide his gaze but turned it toward Isolde. Her body is slender overall, with muscles, but not needlessly trained, and the limbs are magnificent, retaining the ultimate balance of femininity. Although her breasts are a little small because she has been working out, her small, firm thighs make you realize that she is still a woman.

「Wh-What is it?」

Satoru's eyes are on her without restraint, and although he is acting somewhat suspiciously, she still does not try to hide it. Strangely, she is not bothered about showing her nakedness, even though she has shown so much aversion to sex. Thinking about it, it seems that Isolde has not been so concerned about Satoru's nudity in the past. Was there an aversion to her sexuality as a woman?

「No, I thought you had a well-trained and beautiful body.」

After a pause for a breath, Isolde's face flushed rapidly. It was as if steam was rising from her brain.

In the Holy Sword Clan, there is no distinction between men and women during the period of training. It was believed that men and women alike were deceived by sexuality because they were mentally deficient, and it was common for men and women to mix and go for a dip in the river. Therefore, they did not mind showing or seeing nakedness.

「I-I do not need such flattery. I know that I am not very attractive as a girl.」

「Really? That's not true. You are attractive enough.」

There is no pedantry at all in Satoru's words. This is also surprising to Isolde. Leia, Rico, Minerva, Solor, and Liz are all around Satoru. She thinks she is no match for these women as a woman. She thinks that she is not even close to Liz, who is the youngest and has not yet reached adulthood, and yet she is praised by them.

Isolde was even more puzzled when she saw Satoru's penis reacting, and rising.

「Wh-When you say it like that, ...... umm ...... it-it's troubling me」

「Troubled?」

「N-Nevermind!」

Isolde turned away with a strong pout, and Satoru chuckled, folding the parchment from Sheryl and tucking it into the pocket of his own clothes.

「Danna-samaa」

「Oh, I'm coming」

Minerva's voice from the bathtub made Satoru stand up. Isolde glanced at Satoru with half-open eyes as he made his way to the bathtub, not bothering to hide his semi-erect penis, which he was proudly dangling.

The last time Isolde had seen a man naked other than Satoru was before she became head of the clan, just before the test at the end of the training period known as the Trial. The last time she saw her compatriots, who had been training together with her, was when she bathed in the water. At the test, she defeated the previous head of the clan and was appointed to the position of head of the clan. Since then, she has been in the position of being respected and has never seen a man's naked body.

None of her compatriots at the time had an erection at the sight of Isolde's nude body. It was considered shameful to be sexually aroused, so they might have held back.

The shock of seeing Satoru's erect penis, which had been fully erected during the sexual intercourse he had had with his magical slaves, was not small, even for Isolde. The ones of her former compatriots had been so unreliable and small.

It was hard to believe that women younger than herself were accepting such large objects into their bodies.

(H-He had a beautiful girl with him every night, and they were always there for him......And yet, I still can't believe that Milord would lust after me like this!?)

Isolde thinks she is not attractive as a woman at all. She was taught to be ashamed, and perhaps that was a big part of it, but her fellow men had never shown Isolde an erect penis, a sign of male lust. Her small chest and lack of flesh would make her look skinny and rugged.

Since she would not be lusted after anyway, there would be no problem if she showed her nakedness to him. Therefore, she was not concerned about showing them.

When she realized that she could bathe in the luxury of hot water, she wanted to enjoy it in the nude anyway. She was a little embarrassed to expose her body, which had no feminine qualities, surrounded by women with feminine limbs, but that was about it.

But, however

(C-certainly, M-Milord's penis did react a little.)

Now, the only person around Satoru was Isolde. Satoru was certainly reacting with his penis when he saw Isolde's nude body ― that was also a shock.

If it was Satoru, that otherworldly person with the large vessel saw her as a woman ― Isolde shook her head widely in confusion, but also with a hint of joy.

(Wh-What are you thinking of, Isolde!? I am but a swordswoman! I am not a great woman to be favored by your milord!)

As a woman, to be favored by a man, it is only natural that she should be beautiful and have a soft, feminine body. The pinnacle in this respect would be Leia or Solor. Isolde thinks so, too. She was embarrassed to stand next to these women, who exuded a sex appeal that she could never possess herself.

(But ......)

At the inn in the town of Clatta, Satoru has been required to ejaculate twice a day since Liz, the youngest of the group respectfully told the Satoru out loud in response to Leia's concerns. Isolde sees Liz, Rico, and Leia, who are exhausted after just one intercourse. Solor seems to be able to tolerate it, but it is also painful to watch.

(Four women take turns every night ...... Shouldn't I join them as a magical slave ......?)

Having sexual intercourse with Satoru is a pleasure. All the women except Isolde say so. However, this activity inevitably involves a certain amount of suffering. Isolde saw that it would be very difficult to keep Satoru with the four of them together without Minerva, who was pregnant, as a night companion.

If Isolde were to join them to make it five, the burden of the magical slaves' nightly activities would surely be reduced.

「Isolde-sama!」

「Wahyah!」

Isolde, who had been in a state of deep contemplation, was startled and turned around when a voice called out to her from behind.

「Ah, ahh, Solor-dono」

「I'm sorry, I didn't mean to startle you.」

「Oh, don't mind.」

There was Solor, a Magic Doll created by the wizards of the Kingdom of Castile at the end of the ancient age of magic, with the utmost care and devotion. The beauty of the doll's face is reminiscent of a work of art, and the balance of its fleshy limbs is beyond Isolde's capabilities, making it an existence that is the embodiment of a man's desire.

Turning her gaze to Isolde, though expressionless, Solor slowly opened her mouth.

「Master is a kind man. You have seen that on your journey so far, have you not?」

「Ah, yes.」

I don't need to be told. Isolde has felt Satoru's kindness, capacity, and generosity from time to time.

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It was the same with the commotion at the checkpoint this morning. He did not put the blame on Isolde but accepted her with a clean slate. She was so convinced that her decision to follow him was not wrong after all.

He has the capacity to be a king, and if you think of it that way, the name 【Demon King】 is not so wrong.

「The Master is the Lord of us magical slaves. He could give us strong orders on many things, but he doesn't do it unless it is very important.」

「Right, ......」

The only 【Command】 that Isolde was given by Satoru was not to suicide after Satoru's death. Of course, the contract itself contains restrictions that do not allow rebellion against the Lord, so there is no need for further orders, but Isolde understood that it was thanks to this that she was able to avoid participating in the nighttime activities. He was taking her feelings into consideration.

Solor turned her cold, emotionless gaze on Isolde and stab her with words.

「I wonder how long Isolde-sama's going to be able to take advantage of his kindness, though.」

「Aghh」

The intangible spear pierced Isolde's heart.

Solor pointed out that Isolde had been making excuses to herself and turning a blind eye to the fact that Satoru was taking care of her.

「I...... I find you surprisingly emotional, Solor-dono.」

「Every time I overlap my body and mind with Master, I feel like I am growing too」

Solor returned with a really thin smile. She looks at her bathtub companions with a distant look that is unbecoming of a doll.

「I am the only one whose soul is not increased from the benefits of nighttime activities. But the Master loves us equally, without dividing us.」

Isolde remembers that when she was told that the soul increases through intercourse, Leia told her that Solor's soul does not seem to increase because of her special nature. If there is intercourse who simply wants to increase one's strength, there is certainly no need for Satoru to deal with Solor, whose soul does not increase. Isolde has heard that Satoru uses intercourse to recover Solor's magic power, but it would not be a problem if there was more time between sessions, but Satoru does not think it is a good idea, and he includes Solor as an equal member of the group.

「That's what makes me so happy.」

「Happy ......」

Isolde was a little surprised when she parroted Solor's words. Solor was supposed to be a doll that had been given a pseudo-life by sorcery, and she feels happy about it.

Solor noticed Isolde's gaze and glanced back at her.

「Master said that he would accept Isolde-sama. From my point of view, what's there to hesitate about, though?」

「Ugh!」

The sword pierced Isolde's heart again, this time in the form of a verbal attack. If it was a physical attack, she could deal with it as much as she wanted by controlling her magic power, but not so with her mind.

Isolde bit her lower lip as she looked at Solor's smooth, translucent white skin as she bobbed her head and returned to the bathtub.

For what it's worth, Isolde is currently the most spoiled in terms of position. Although she is a newcomer, she usually works the least. Not only that, she is causing trouble not only to Satoru but also to the other slaves.

Satoru had told her that the next time she did something wrong, he would tie a noose around her neck and send her to Sheryl in Ares.

Do not stand out more than necessary. This morning's incident, which almost caused an emotional upheaval, was also a fatal one, as Satoru, despite his great power, was trying to restrain himself and minimize his impact on the world.

When Isolde was in her position as head of the clan, she would have restrained herself. It is precise because she has left that yoke(restrain) and has become comfortable that she has returned to her individual path of Isolde and stood up to the soldier who committed the barbaric act.

That would be nothing but selfishness.

Isolde was strongly ashamed when she realized that she had been making excuses to herself, and she clenched her fists tightly. In the first place, Satoru only said that he would not hold Isolde because he did not seem to have the desire to do so, but he never said that he could not hold her. It was only she who made that judgment on her own.

Isolde realized this and ran to the bathtub without thinking.

「M-Milord!」

Isolde's voice echoed louder than expected in the wasteland. Satoru, who had been relaxing in the bathtub, turned his head backward. There, illuminated by the light of the 【Light】 was Isolde's limb. Her expression was serious, and she seemed to be greatly strained. Her small chest rises and falls with each breath.

With a sharp look in her eyes, Isolde opened her mouth, determined to speak.

「I-If. I-I say... I-I'm going to join in servicing Milord!」

Satoru. Leia, Rico, Minerva, Liz, and Solor, all look at Isolde. Isolde said it and then she put it away, she didn't want to have to declare it to all of them, but she couldn't back out now.

「M-me too ...... Uhm ...... that ......」

The momentum of her mouth, which she had opened so bravely, suddenly weakened, and her jaw retracted. If Satoru said he didn't want this. She now realizes that possibility and has lost the will to ask.

Hmph, Satoru gives a small laugh, and Isolde reacts with a twitch.

「If you're really up for it.」

Satoru stood up with a splash of water. In his physical underbelly, there is a roaring presence of something that no woman should have. Almost looking away, Isolde shook her head. No, don't run away, she told herself, trying hard.

「There's no harm in embracing you.」

「I-Is that truth?」

Isolde breathes a sigh of relief as she looks up from Satoru's erect penis, which is standing directly in front of her, to his face.

However.

「But, n-not right now. H-Honestly, I'm still afraid. I'm scared and I can't help it. So I'm sorry, but give me some time, I'll make sure, I'll make sure that with Milord, umh ......」

Her jaw retracts as the voice gets quieter and quieter again.

Satoru smiled bitterly and brushed his hair wet with hot water.

「Come here.」

「Okay ......」

Taking a fearful step forward at Satoru's command, Isolde panicked when he suddenly pulled her hand away. Isolde's body was held by Satoru head-on.

「Hah!? Ah, umh-uhm-umm, Milord!?」

His body was warmed by the hot water, his broad chest, the rising male atmosphere, and the feel of the rigidity against her lower abdomen. Satoru embraces the bewildered Isolde with his whole body.

「There is no need to be in a hurry. If you just can't bring yourself to do it, and you say you don't want to do it after all, then that's just the way it is.」

「Y.....yess」

His penis against her lower abdomen is too hot. However, she doesn't feel anything bad about it. It was Isolde's first experience to be hugged like this by a man in the nude. Her body, which had been tense, gradually loosens as it comes into contact with the heat of Satoru's touch.

「Don't get worked up. If I try to force myself on someone unwilling to do it, I too will lose interest.」

「...... Yes」

Isolde's arms, which had been hesitant, are now around Satoru's waist. Her confusion at being embraced by a man had already dissipated. Isolde was intoxicated by the feeling that her stubborn heart was being unraveled by the strange peace she was experiencing for the first time. The sound of Satoru's voice whispering in her ear gradually sinks in.

「But I'm a lecherous man. You are an attractive woman, and I have a desire to embrace you. I'll make that clear.」

「I, understand.」

Isolde's renewed declaration caused the woman to bounce inside her. Isolde was puzzled, not understanding the first feelings that welled up, but her reply was crisp and clear. Satoru's arms, which had been holding her, relaxed a little.

「Good. I'll wait for you to accept it.」

Satoru ruffled Isolde's dark brown hair with his right hand, smiled a little, and kissed her very lightly on her forehead. Isolde's face turned red and she slumped down. She seemed to be flustered, gasping for words.

The other magical slaves in the bathtub exchanged glances at the newcomer, a woman who had lived only by the sword, and smiled dryly. The first feminine gesture from a strong swordsman who has already reached adulthood made them smile.

Satoru did not change his expression and returned to the bathtub. Leia looked at his profile and murmured quietly.

「Hmmm. Well, that's good.」

There is no woman who would not fall for Satoru's manliness. Leia believed so. Because all of the magical slaves here, and above all, herself, were like that.

From now on, Isolde is going to be swept away by the feelings as a woman that have emerged within her. Only after overcoming this, Isolde will be embraced by Satoru.

Leia looked up at the sky with one eye on her Lord, who was soaking in the bath with his eyes closed and a somewhat discouraging expression on his face.

Two moons were showing their gorgeous appearance as usual.

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