Chapter 119 - The Return Carriage

Updated: Jan 24

I spent the next few days at the base.

 

 

After all, building castles on the front lines was hard work for an old man in his eighties, and my grandfather didn't seem to be in very good shape.

 

 

Nobles can stay healthy as long as they have magic power, but stress can make them unwell.

 

 

It is said that wounds caused by battles between magicians heal on the surface, but the damage accumulates in the body.

 

 

My grandfather had spent his entire life fighting since he was a young boy, so he must have left many invisible scars under his skin.

 

 

The fact that his physical condition deteriorated even with the amount of magic power of his ancestor was proof that he had fought against so many nobles.

 

 

It is what we call an old wound of honor. The wound itself is not visible because it has been healed by healing magic.

 

 

And unfortunately, this is the only thing that cannot be cured even with powerful healing magic.

 

 

I think it's not because of the physical trauma, but because of the accumulation of magical residue from the attack magic, which makes the physical condition worse.

 

 

It's like how it's easy to heal a cut, but difficult to heal a body affected by mineral poisoning.

 

 

When I was concerned about the deteriorating health of my grandfather, who was still slaughtering the nobles and knights of the old Voistra, he approached me.

 

 

"Wilk. Please take this. This one is for Fanny."

 

 

"Yes."

 

 

I received a letter from my grandfather to my father, and also a gift for Fanny. Fanny had given her grandfather a fur winter coat as a gift, so he must have returned the favor.

 

 

The gift for Fanny came in a small wooden box, but I couldn't tell what was inside.

 

 

When my grandfather noticed that I was trying to guess what was in the box, he placed a bulging burlap sack on the desk.

 

 

"Here's your allowance."

 

 

"Thank you, sir."

 

 

The sack, a dirty little sack that aristocrats rarely picked up, was a picture-perfect coin purse. When he untied it and looked at the contents, he saw that it was filled with silver coins.

 

 

"What's this?"

 

 

"I've been accumulating them as I've been making the rounds of the neighboring villages. At first the villagers would offer me their daughters, but when I refused, they would give them to me.

 

 

My grandfather didn't go around the village to collect silver coins, but he accepted them without saying a word.

 

 

The villagers, frightened by the arrival of the Quardenze army, had given them their small amount of wealth in an attempt to curry favor.

 

 

If I had been with them, I would have been satisfied with just having sex with the village girls, but it was bad timing.

 

 

"I gave the other food and wine they gave me to the soldiers, and the silver to Wilk."

 

 

There was no one who could point out that I was mixing public and private affairs. Thus, I decided to accept it gratefully.

 

 

It was wonderful to see a village that would give up one of its daughter. The next time I come here, I would like to accompany them at all costs.

 

 

If you think about it, if you can get the seed of a nobleman, the village will have the child of a noble. Surprisingly, the people of the village might have some clever ideas.

 

 

The idea of offering one's daughter to a grandfather in his eighties to be sired by him was amazing.

 

 

By the way, in the village I visited once, where there were tea plantations, they kept encouraging me to have a daughter.

 

 

I wondered if she was still alive and well, since she was quite cute like Fanny.

 

 

I touched the silver coin with my index finger, my crotch half erect.　

 

 

"This is a silver coin of the Empire, isn't it?"

 

 

It was not the empire founding commemorative silver coin that I had found before, but an ordinary empire silver coin that was in general circulation.

 

 

Since this area was originally an imperial territory, it seems that imperial silver coins are still in circulation.

 

 

The Kingdom of Levios occasionally changes the design of their gold coins, so they have many different types of gold coins. In contrast, the Zinkhaen Empire often changes the design of its silver coins, so it has many types of silver coins.

 

 

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"There are many types of silver coins. The reverse is ......."

 

 

I wondered what kind of silver coin it was, and when I picked one up, I saw that the reverse side was rough, as if it had been filed. I could not decipher the design that would have been on it.

 

 

I picked up a few other silver coins to see what they looked like, but they all looked the same.

 

 

The profile of the first emperor, Zinkhaeng, was still there on the front of the coin, but the reverse was completely unrecognizable.

 

 

Since most of the Imperial silver coins in circulation have the profile of the first emperor on the front and the current emperor on the back, the face that was scraped off must have been the profile of the third emperor.

 

 

As I was playing with the silver coin with my fingers, my grandfather opened his mouth.

 

 

"You can use it even without the back. Don't save them up, use them up at Nambonan."

 

 

"...... I understand."

 

 

In other words, it was probably a consistent negative campaign against the third emperor.

 

 

If a large amount of silver coins with the third emperor's face smashed into them were circulating in the empire and the kingdom, his reputation would be ruined.

 

 

Judging from the familiar tone of his grandfather's voice, he might have done something similar in the past. The image of soldiers being forced to do the chore of endlessly filing the backs of silver coins came to mind.

 

 

As my grandfather had said, the silver itself was valuable, so there was no problem in using it, even if it was slightly scraped off.

 

 

Since I had been given the money, I would use it quickly at the Nambonan market.

 

 

If you are going to help with a negative campaign, you want to use it in a way that will spread it to as many people as possible.

 

 

I took the burlap bag with the silver coins and headed straight for the carriage that Tesh and Odie had prepared for me.

 

 

The soldiers at the base had come to see me off, surrounding the carriage I was getting into.

 

 

I said one more goodbye to my grandfather and got into the carriage.

 

 

I found a bundle of letters in the corner of the carriage. These were letters written by the military officers at the base to their families and acquaintances in New Nelly City.

 

 

Since the military officers of the Quardenze army usually live in quarters in New Nellie City, they sometimes exchange letters like this during the expedition.

 

 

I looked out the small window, said farewell my grandfather one more time, and instructed Tesh to start the carriage.

 

 

The carriage soon picked up speed and the soldiers at the base became smaller and smaller.

 

 

I look out the window and notice that we're already going pretty fast.

 

 

Since Tesh is a magician, he uses his magic to drive the carriage. He reduces the vibrations and raises the strength of the horses to maintain the speed.

 

 

From the sensation of the wind as I poked my head out of the window, I felt like I was driving a moped at full throttle.

 

 

It was a mountainous road and the footing was not very good, but he didn't seem to mind.

 

 

"Young master. Would you like me to take the bag?"

 

 

Odie, sitting diagonally in front of me, said, looking at the bag of silver coins on my lap.

 

 

I closed the small window, turned to her, and held out the bag of silver coins. The bag is heavy and I don't intend to leave it on my lap.

 

 

"Put it somewhere else."

 

 

"Yes, sir."

 

 

After receiving the bag of silver coins, Odie bent down to place it in the corner of the carriage and began to adjust its placement.

 

 

Odie's hips were the only part of the carriage that shook. She seemed to be having a hard time rearranging the luggage in the cramped carriage.

 

 

During my stay at the base, I had lusted after Odie's body every night and poured my seed into her.

 

 

When I returned to Nambonan City, I would not have the opportunity to hold Odie, so I took advantage of the opportunity to sow my seed. There was no doubt that he ejaculated at least four times a night.

 

 

Odie, who thought she was infertile, tried to refuse and said, "It's a waste of precious sperm," right before I held her every night, but I completely ignored her advice.

 

 

My semen is not precious.

 

 

It will be stored up soon anyway, so I should just let it out when I can.

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