Today is the second week since Torun surrendered. Thirteen days had passed since I departed from Korcari Wilds. In short, it is now the thirteenth day since I last had sex.
I am aimlessly walking through the streets of Torun City, which is already under our control. Although things look calmer compared the day we’d battled, a tense atmosphere could be sensed from within the city.
Still, the city is quieter than I imagined. I had the impression that they’d resisted until the end.
The lord of this city—I mean, the council was it? The representative of the city had notified their surrender, and they are currently negotiating with Jascha Alatt and Brian Haddock on new policies. The citizens probably can’t do anything about it. Furthermore, the city guards which are from the House of Virginia are actively hunting the resistance.
Looking at the citizens of Torun walking down the road, they appear very vigilant towards the people who look like guards. They most likely couldn’t feel at ease since the city guards who live and keep the order of this city are now keeping an eye on them.
If the people are to rise in revolt now, Torun would be at a disadvantage during the restructuring. That’s why for the people governing the city, they are desperately stopping any sign of uprising.
While I am walking with my guard, a person calls from behind. The person standing there is a toad man… no, it is a middle-aged man wearing a strange smile with his toad-like face and very fat body. It is Baron Broniec. He sure looks like a villain. He is one of aristocrats who change allegiance before we invaded Torun.
"Oh, so its Baron Broniec. To be in a place like this, do you have any business here?"
The city is under the control of the Red Army, but there is no guarantee that there wouldn’t be any guerilla. Even if the soldiers from our Red army are standing ready in the important locations in the city, it is still weird for a Baron and the current head of Broniec to walk around casually.
"I’m here for the same reason as Your Majesty."
Broniec’s face as he displays a smile looks so evil that it makes me wonder whether he is really an ally. Well, if he really has the same objective as me, it is no wonder that he is showing an evil smile.
As for why I went as far as to go inside this city even though it was in disorder, it is to have a sex. Perhaps Jascha Alatt noticed that I’d been restraining myself since the campaign, he suddenly went to my camp this morning and told me to sleep with a woman. As expected of my right hand man, he was understanding. And so, I enter the city immediately after finishing my breakfast.
"Still, as one would expect from the King, only taking a bodyguard with him. I’ve also heard about your action on the battlefield, that you were like a demon." Broniec is bootlicking me.
I won't be so daring to walk with one bodyguard even if his skill is good. The reason is since the incident in Saint Albion Tower, I had permanently taken 10% of Lyla's ability. That means I am already above average melee fighter.
"Your majesty, let me help you on touring the city. I am a member of Torun’s council for several years. This place is like my own garden."
I nod.
Even though I didn’t ask him, Baron Broniec begins to talk about the information on the city. He talks about the places such as the upper-class district with many sheltered young ladies, the commoner’s district, and the red light district. Since I am not familiar with Torun’s geography, the information is useful for me.
"Where does Baron Broniec plan to go?"
"Noble district. The person who’d troubled me back during Count Jaworski's ruling. should still be in there. I’ll go and have his wife and daughter in front—ooops.."
Giving an intentional cough, he stops on his words. He really is suited to be a villain.
Since I am worried about whether I’d be able to get to the other districts myself, I tag along with this dirty middle aged man up to the noble district. This is where lower noble families and knights families reside.
Entering a very large bungalow, the soldiers were taking the properties under orders from the civil officer. They are moving a large number of gold coins, bundles of something that look like a certificate of title, and several fine arts. Torun seemed to have been really making money.
The residence looks great, and its location is good too. Above all, it is wonderful that it has a bath. I consider sneaking there to take a bath later.
While I am looking at the empty house after everything with value has been taken away, I notice someone standing in a daze. A servant?
"Sister. Mother. You have avoided execution. Stay strong!"
A male voice, before it deepens during puberty, is persuading someone.
My eyes shift to the source of the voice and I discover it is a young man of about 13 years of age who has an extremely agitated expression on his face.
"Seika. Even so, we’ve lost everything.… The servants… No one’s here anymore… I have been reduced into a slave… Ah… How could this happen…"
That nice voice comes from a woman who is on her knees with palms covering the upper part of her face.
Based on her body, she is a woman in her early-thirties whose lips are trembling and turning pale.
Tears are endlessly streaking down her face.
Baron Broniec licks his lips and says,
"Your husband, a Count's nephew who was killed when protecting the count was a very important man under Count Jaworski. That's why your family receives such judgement. Lucino, you shall be my slave!"
The woman called as Lucino removes her hands from her face. She is stunningly beautiful. She has a matured body that looks like thirties but her face looks youthful.
Lucino prostrates, her face grinding against the floor.
Her pretty face gets dirty and the rough surface cuts into her lips and forehead, causing blood to trickle.
Broniec remains cold and horny. He ignores her,
"Lift your head. The result won’t change regardless of your disgraceful plea. As a woman of nobility and now a feudal lord, conduct yourself as such."
Cruelly forsaken, Lucino Jaworski collapses in tears, her face still on the floor.
"Don’t move!! If you don’t release my mother, I will kill this man!!"
My bodyguard and Broniec draw their sword.
"How dare you, brat!"
The dirty minded middle aged man barks.
"Don’t move! If you do, I’ll kill this man! I’ll really kill him!!"
The boy who circles behind me threatens the guards.
It’s comical how hard he is trying to stretch with the height difference being more than 30 cm.
"Stop it, kid. Don't you know who this man is?" My bodyguard warns him.
The young man frantically waves his knife, paying no attention to all the intimidation.
"Release my mother! I’m not going to repeat myself a third time! This guy is going to die!!"
"Seika, how could you!? P-please stop! Do you know what you’re doing?"
She panics and pleads the young man to stop, but he isn’t really paying attention to his surroundings.
"Quickly, free my mother――!"
It’s not a very pleasing act to crush a boy desperately trying to protect his mother.
Contrary to how I am acting, the Lucino panics and pleads the young man to stop, but he isn’t really paying attention to his surroundings.
"Hey, your knife isn’t touching my neck. If you aren’t tall enough, then I suggest you sit me down."
I don’t want to be standing pointlessly, so let me sit.
"Uu! S-sit on that chair! If you try to run, I won’t show any mercy!"
What’s going to happen now?
"Quickly, free my mother――!"
It’s not a very pleasing act to crush a boy desperately trying to protect his mother.
It will hurt me and the boy in various ways, however, he would have definitely been executed otherwise.
"You’re called Seika, right? Your mother is a traitor, and she can’t escape death. Normally, that would apply to you too……but, you’re still a kid. I can let you go if you want."
I purposely present the offer in an arrogant tone, which causes Seika to bare his teeth and yell at me.
"I’m not going to abandon my mother! Once I’m free, I’ll kill everyone here to save my mother!"
The beautiful mother screams at the top of her lungs.
"Stop it Seika! Be a good boy and listen! Your mother orders――"
"No, I don’t want to!! I’m not going to abandon my mother after my father and run away alone! I’d rather die right here!!"
"Seika…… enough…… surrender…… beg for forgiveness……your mother will die by herself…"
I hit his head using my elbow. He is thrown away.
"I-I’m not done yet!!"
Seika’s courage is replenished when he sees his mother on the floor in tears.
He gives his forehead a wake-up slap with the stick before running at me again.
I evade the childish attack easily with minimal movement of my body.
Seika’s eyes don’t even appear to follow me.
"Wah!?"
He left himself wide open after missing, so I grab his belt and lift him while he’s still facing the ground.
He’s pretty light for a 12 years old boy.
"Hey! Let me go!!"
Seika wildly swings his stick at my feet and chest, but his attacks are devoid of any power as he remains hanging in the air.
Either way, he is as weak as he looks.
I casually toss Seika to the floor.
"Uhh. It hurts!"
While he is struggling in pain, my bodyguard hit his nape. The boy faints.
