The Marquis’ Eldest Son’s Lascivious Story

After three shots in the bathroom and one more after dinner, Koharii ran out of energy.

[Tsuuー…]

I stroke the head of the girl sleeping next to me.

The attendant maid must have cast a spell like a hair dryer on it, and her hair was completely dry.

The straight hair that passes between my fingers without friction felt really comfortable to touch.

[…Hmmm…Mmm, too…]

When I put the blanket over her chest, she muttered in her sleep with her eyes closed.

Even though she was sleeping with a graceful look on her face, she continued to make incomprehensible sounds as if she was having a conversation with someone.

Feeling invited, I lightly kissed her unguarded lips.

[Hmm…..♡]

I couldn’t tell how, but the dreaming Koharii seemed satisfied with my treatment.

When I let go of her lips, she began to breathe gracefully again.

I guessed she’s exhausted both physically and mentally.

After having fun in the bath, I rushed to Koharii’s room.

That’s because Koharii passed out in the bath. The steam and the sex, the heat from outside and inside her body, must’ve been too much for her.

In addition, the fatigue from moving must have accumulated. Being rocked by a carriage all day is unexpectedly tiring after all.

When I came to Koharii’s room after finishing dinner with my family, she had just woken up.

The timing must have been good, Koharii misunderstood that I was with her the whole time she fainted.

Her smile at that time was the most dazzling smile I’ve ever seen.

I had no reason to clear up the misunderstanding.

I enjoyed the second dinner with her while holding in my swollen stomach, and after the meal I poured another shot of my seed inside her on the bed.

I quietly slipped out of bed so as not to wake her up.

The room was completely dark, but I couldn’t turn on the lighting magic. I left the room while checking the surroundings with detection magic.

[Tesh, is it time already?]

Several servants, including Tesh, were waiting there when I left the room.

In order to prevent Koharii from feeling lonely when she wakes up tomorrow, I was planning to order the attendant maid to come up with a good excuse.

I couldn’t sleep in Kohari’s room today. There are still two big events left for me to attend tonight.

[I think it’s just the right time. Master has just recently moved to the innermost chamber.]

My father told me that there was something he needed to talk about with me regarding socializing in the royal capital.

As expected, I can’t be bold enough to ignore this just to have a good time with Koharii.

While thinking about what kind of story awaits me, we arrive at the entrance to the innermost chamber.

From here onwards, only I, who is being summoned, can enter. Tesh and the others lined up in the corridor and saw me off.

Even though I’m not getting scolded, I somehow still felt nervous.

I let out a small sigh as I stood in front of the door after passing through the hallway just inside the innermost chamber.

[It’s Wilk. I’m here now.]

When I said that while knocking, I got a reply from the other side of the door.

[Come on in.]

I opened the door and proceeded through the room. Apparently my father was sitting behind his office desk, in the back of the room.

When I was about to approach, my father raised his hand. Then I noticed a table placed in the center of the room.

I don’t recognize the splendid single-plate table, which must have been cut from a large, high-quality tree. I’ve only been in the innermost chamber a few times so far, but I don’t think there was anything like this last time.

[…Isn’t this the Newnelly city flag?]

And there was a flag on the table.

The size was about the size of one curtain attached to the sweep window. However, the fabric was thick and looked like a carpet.

It had a geometric pattern in red, blue, and white threads throughout. The coat of arms of the Newnelly city was embroidered with black thread in the center.

[The shadow of the scale that weighs the rock salt… It’s certainly the coat of arms of Newnelly, but it’s not the city flag. It’s the Newnelly territory flag.]

My father, who picked up my words, said so and walked up to me.

[Newnelly territory flag? Then this is…]

[It can be said that it is the Quordenze family heirloom that has been handed down from generation to generation from our ancestors.]

My father stood next to me and pointed at the flag.

He told me to look at the white threads, so I focused on them.

[It was said to be a splendid white when it was made. The flag was made 300 years ago, so it’s not as white as it used to be now.]

As for the red and blue threads, I could feel the weight of history in the wornoutness of the colors. However, only the white color gives me the impression that it is yellowed, hoarse and dirty.

I’m sure my father felt the same as I did when he talked to me like this.

[…However, the Quordenze family started with this flag. The person who becomes the head of the family must pass this on to the next generation. And Wilk will also someday show this flag to your children.]

[Someday, just like Father before me…]

Even though I made a serious face, I was actually very excited deep inside.

Although I had received an unofficial offer to become the next Head of the family, it was only an exchange of letters. I was honestly happy that there was an event like this kind of succession preliminaries.

Guided by my father, I sat on the sofa a little further away.

Two goblets were already prepared on the table, filled with liquor.

After making a toast, I drank the first glass together with my father. The subject of the toast was the celebration of the fall of Reisleaf.

[With Reisleaf falling, the number of options available has increased at once. You did a really good job, Wilk.]

My father, sitting across from me, stretched out and gently stroked my head. I thought that he resembled my grandfather since he did so with a lot of strength. I guess they are parent and child after all.

[Even though I went out under the name of rescuing Nambonan, I was afraid that you would get angry because I accidentally took out Reisleaf as well.]

[Hahaha, I don’t have any words to scold you, but if you want it that way, I can certainly come up with something. Thanks to Wilk, my workload has suddenly increased.]

Before I could reply, my father continued to speak.

[Hey, it’s better than nothing. Come on, have a drink.]

My father poured more liquor into my goblet. He seemed to be in a good mood.

High-class liquor standardized on the Eruo continent is extremely sweet. For the Highlords who would never get drunk by alcohol, the main thing is to enjoy the sweetness.

That’s fine, but it doesn’t mesh well with the dried food I got as a souvenir from my grandfather as a snack. I personally thought that dried squid and sweet liquor would never go well together, but my father eats a lot of it. I have no choice but to come to terms with this.

[I think Wilk understands this already, but please keep it a secret that you have inherited the Quordenze Newnelly territory flag. There is nothing to hide, but in the current situation, we cannot afford to expose even a small gap.]

[I understand. It’s a part that the Levios family and their faction Nobles can easily pick on.]

[True…but it’s not something to be overly cautious about. Poking it poorly will only lead to the collapse of the Kingdom.]

The colors of the Newnelly territory flag are blue, white, and red. Except for the black thread on the city crest, it resembles French-ish coloring. That said, it is the brand color of the Zeth Church Holy High Society, and it can be said that it is the color of the priesthood.

If there was a barber shop with that colorful spinny pole in Eruo continent, I would bet that it would be mistaken for a priestly facility.

[The priestly nobility is by means a minority. But of course, the Levios family isn’t foolish enough to attack us just yet.]

The Quordenze family, like the Spierzeig family, is a Noble family whose origins are high priests of the Zeth Holy High Society.

This Newnelly territory flag was given directly to the founder, Priest Quordenze, by the Pope himself when the former first moved to Newnelly.

It can be said that it exists like the “Power of Attorney for the Governance of the Major City of Newnelly” issued by the Zeth Church Holy High Society.

In the time of the priest, it proved the legitimacy to rule the land. Protecting this territory flag and passing it onto the next generation will also lead to a stance of allegiance to the Zeth Church Holy High Society.

Against this backdrop of the times, the Newnelly flag has been treated as the most important family heirloom for the Quordenze family.

[If you don’t bring it up as a joke, the other side won’t even touch it. Be careful.]

[Yes.]

Even after the era of priests ended and their authority crumbled, the treatment of the flag did not change.

About 300 years ago, the Quordenze Noble family was founded. At that time the papacy turmoil broke out in the Holy High Society about 200 years ago, the Quordenze family already had a 100-year history of walking with this flag.

Much time had passed, and the hatred toward the people of the cloth had also grown bigger with time.

At that time, the family head of the Quordenze family changed its interpretation of the territorial flag as “a family heirloom handed down from the founding of the Quordenze family” instead of “a power of attorney given by the Zeth Church Holy High Society“, leaving the tradition of passing it on to the next generation.

Currently, there is no reverence for the Holy High Society of Zethism left in this flag.

However, from the point of view of aristocrats whose origins were not priests, it would seem as if we were still cherishing the era of priests.

In order to avoid unnecessary troubles, it was a tradition not to make it too public.

After that, my father and I chatted for a while.

Most of them were complaints from my father, such as being too busy with work and not having time to make love to my mother, Fanny becoming more and more like my mother and being cute, and not being able to see my mother for a while while going to the Royal Capital.

Just when I got used to consuming sweet liquor and dried squid, my father suddenly got up from the sofa and came back with something.

[This was made in haste by craftsmen of Newnelly.]

Saying that, my father placed a small wooden box on the desk.

As I was sitting deep on the sofa, I leaned forward a little and peered inside.

[What do you think? As expected, the smaller the ball, the better it looks.]

Inside was an accessory with a shape that I had never seen before.

It might be easiest to imagine a spherical gem that replaces the disk part of the Earth Sesame. There’s a hole in the protruding part of the upper part, so I think it’s worn by threading a string or something here.

At my father’s prompting, I picked it up and checked it.

The two rings that intersect and wrap around the ball seem to be made of pure gold, with a width of about 1mm and surprisingly detailed workmanship.

It was probably processed by a Lord-class craftsman using magic.

The small ball my father said was about the size of a ping-pong ball.

It was a solid black color that seemed to concentrate the darkness of a winter night, making those who looked at it uneasy, but the mysterious radiance gave them an indescribable bewitching charm.

[…What kind of jewel is this?]

At least, I’ve never seen such a gem in my previous life. That said, I was never interested in jewelry in the first place.

My father, who was watching me, spoke up.

[I see. Is this the first time you’ve seen it? This ball is a special magic stone collected from a mature demonic beast… it’s called a beast orb.]

When you defeat immature monsters, you can collect substances called magic stones from their bodies. By processing it, you can make protective walls and weapons that repel magical power, so it is relatively useful.

On the other hand, I had read in a book that special magic stones could be collected from within the body of a mature demonic beast when defeated.

[This is, the magic stone of a mature demonic beast…]

I’ve never seen one before because the orb is extremely valuable.

I knew that Newnelly Castle had a collection of orbs of mature demonic beasts that had appeared in the Quordenze territory until now, but I couldn’t see them because they were stored in a warehouse that only the Head of the family could enter.

My father grinned as I observed him carefully.

[It was harvested from that mature magic beast that Wilk defeated.]

[Huh? That turtle?]

I had heard that after the turtle-shaped mature demonic beast that emerged from the field south of Newnelly had been defeated, its magic stone was recovered.

It was displayed in the city of Newnelly to show the greatness of the feudal lord. But I, who was also a subjugator, hadn’t seen it yet.

I was planning to go see it later with Minith on a date, but it seems the exhibition has already ended. It’s all the Spierzeig family’s fault.

[If it’s a jewel with such a wonderful color, it will attract the eyes of the Royal Capital. It’s an achievement to be proud of.]

[You don’t even say anything about the duties of a Noble.]

[Umu, there is that too.]

In this Royal Capital social gathering, it can be assumed that the Levios family will work to some extent to create a ceasefire between Quordenze and Spierzeig.

The Quordenze family probably has the idea of using the accessory to casually claim that we have enough combat power to defeat mature demonic beasts.

[By the way, this is the first time I’ve seen the orb of a mature demonic beast, but how is it in that good of a color? The book only mentions the size, so I’m not sure how good the color is…]

My father said it’s of [A splendid color], but I didn’t really understand what he meant, so I decided to check it out.

There are some books written about magical beasts in Newnelly Castle, but of course they are not full-color encyclopedias. I didn’t know anything about the color of the orb.

If you go to the Royal Capital like this and see a badly colored orb and say something like “Look, I’ve done a good job, haven’t I?“, you’ll only be embarrassed. I would like to make at least a simple distinction between good and bad.

[What, it’s not that difficult. If you look at a few, you’ll be able to tell immediately.]

When my father asked me to wait a little longer, he left the room before I could react.

He probably went to get some other orbs in the warehouse or somewhere else, but I’m wondering if it’s okay for me to leave my father running errands while I nibble on dried squid on the sofa like this.

Thinking about whether or not I should stand and wait, my father came back with a servant when the dried squid in the plate was gone and I was reaching for the dried scallops.

At this time, the innermost room is a space for father and son to talk. Perhaps for that reason, the servants left the room quickly after placing the wooden box on the desk. My father, who was left behind, didn’t even say anything about it, and sat down on the sofa.

Four wooden boxes of various sizes were lined up on the mini table between me and my father on the sofa. One of them was a wooden box containing a turtle demonic beast jewel accessory.

Of the three newly brought wooden boxes, my father placed his hand on the middle one.

[It’s the orb of a mature demonic beast that recently appeared in Evermil City.]

[…Evermill City?]

[It’s the mature demonic beast that mother… WIlk’s grandmother defeated at the cost of her life.]

It’s difficult to handle such a sensitive topic.

I didn’t know what to say, so I just groaned.

Unaware of my anguish, my father removed the lid of the wooden box and pushed the body of the box towards me with his finger.

I interpreted it as a gesture for me to pick it up and take a look.

The orb was unprocessed and remained a beautiful ball.

[Ah, why is it so heavy?]

It was about the size of a baseball, but much heavier than I thought.

I checked the color while being careful not to drop it. This one is also black, but the color doesn’t feel as solid as the orb of the turtle demonic beast.

I don’t know why, but when I held it up to the heavy lighting magic that was wobbling around the ceiling, I understood the reason.

The orb was transparent.

It’s something like a black glass ball, anyone would be able to tell by shining a light on it.

It’s probably easier to understand if one were to look at it in direct sunlight, but it’s hard to see in a dimly lit room. Based on that, I look at the turtle demonic beast’s orb. Somehow, I felt that the black color was darker than the other.

[I hear you’ve been touring the polluted areas in the west.]

While I was concentrating on comparing both orbs, my father spoke to me.

There was nothing to hide, and I had already reported the return route, so I nodded obediently.

[This is the orb of the mature demonic beast that polluted that land.]

Father opened the lid of the largest of the three wooden boxes.

The wooden box was so big that a convenience store might refuse to ship it.

Probably because it was too tall for my posture while sitting on the sofa, my father bent over and opened the top of the box, took out the gray gloves from inside, and put them on both hands.

[What do you know about the size of the orb?]

While laying out a cushion cloth on the desk, my father put the orb down.

The orb, which was as big as a bowling ball, was completely colorless and transparent and looked a lot like a crystal ball.

For an orb coming out of a giant salamander-type demonic beast that created that ugly corrupted land, the orb looks clear and beautiful.

[I’ve read that the smaller the orb that can be collected after death, the greater the threat of demonic beasts.]

Most of the demonic beast-related books I’ve read were written in the past at academic institutions in the Holy City. According to it, the more vicious the monster, the smaller the orb. However, there was no material explaining the reason, and even if it was written, it was nothing more than a hypothesis.

The stronger the life energy of a mature demonic beast, the more pressure is applied to the center of its body, and the orb will be compressed smaller… Personally, I remember that this hypothesis was the easiest to imagine and felt right.

At the very least, it’s reliable information that the stronger the mature demonic beast, the smaller the orb. Humans learn it by experience.

My father agreed with my answer and poked the orb the size of a bowling ball with his fingertips.

[A demonic beast from which such a huge orb can be harvested seems to be at the bottom or middle of the rank as a mature demonic beast. It’s a formidable enemy still, but it doesn’t pose much of a threat.]

Despite being a mature demon beast that destroyed a part of the western Quordenze territory, my father’s evaluation was harsh.

However, this can be said to be a natural recognition from a nobleman’s point of view. In the days of priests, there was also a ranking of the threat of mature demonic beasts, but the rank was determined by the size of the orb obtained after death.

If the orb of a mature demonic beast were the size of a bowling ball, it would probably be categorized as the lowest threat class.

My father treats this as a matter of course, but it’s impossible for knights alone to defeat something like this, and if the subjugation fails, the region will be destroyed. In the end, I still think that mature demonic beasts are terrifying beings.

[It’s really shameful that a demonic beast jewel of this level is so transparent.]

[How come?]

I could guess the reason, but I decided to ask my father anyway.

[The color of a jewel becomes darker in proportion to the demonic power it possesses when it dies. The orb of a mature demonic beast that has used up all of its demonic power and died of natural causes, rather than being subjugated by human hands, becomes colorless and transparent.]

A mature demonic beast is an existence that cannot live long. Like a mayfly, it has no choice but to run from the moment it matures to its end of life.

However, as long as they last, they will continue to rampage, pollute the earth, and kill humanity, so they are really annoying.

The giant salamander demonic beast that created the corrupted land in the western part of the country was unable to be subjugated in time due to the turmoil of the Quordenze family, and it ended up spending its natural lifespan after going on a rampage.

Although the damage was limited to a small area thanks to the knights and the army, it’s still a very pathetic story for a nobleman.

To be unable to subdue a mature demonic beast of this level…in a sense, this orb could be seen as proof of sin and a lump of shame.

Because of that, when I turned my gaze away from the orb, my father hastily returned the giant salamander orb to the wooden box as if to hide it. Then, he picks up the orb of the monster that my grandmother Cassia defeated.

[My mother fought against this demonic beast for three days and three nights and managed to defeat it. It took about four days from confirmation of its appearance to subjugation. But, it’s a good enough category.]

If you were to use a game analogy, the image of a mature demonic beast might be similar to a magical creature-type monster.

A type of monster that has both HP and MP, and will die if either of them reaches 0. It will die if its HP drops to 0 after being attacked by the Highlord many times, or if its MP drops to 0 by rampaging to its heart’s content.

The more MP it has left when it dies, the darker the color of the orb will be.

In that way, I suppose it’s easy to predict the criteria for a good orb.

Considering the values of Nobles who are guardians of the earth, the smaller and darker the orb, the better. After all, it is proof that they quickly defeated the fiendish demonic beast.

And regardless of size, colorless and transparent jewels should not be liked by Nobles. Because it’s like saying, [I couldn’t defeat the demonic beast!].

My father’s attitude proves it. My father opened the smallest wooden box left at the end while looking sideways at the jewel of the turtle demonic beast shining mysteriously black.

[This one was from more than 300 years ago… it was a time when Quordenze had not yet ruled over this land.]

From the atmosphere, I straightened my back and listened.

[A single mature demonic beast has emerged from the south of Newnelly.]

Then, my father paused and looked at me.

Do you know? I opened my mouth because I felt like I was being asked implicitly.

[Demonic Beast Charybdis.]

Father gave a small nod and continued talking.

[At the time, the Nobles who ruled Newnelly City went out to subjugate it. On the scale of Newnelly Field, it would be a once-in-a-hundred-years catastrophe. Back then, it was the first time in 400 years that the magical beast Charybdis had appeared… Due to the large number of deaths among relatives in this battle, the lineage of the clan was cut off.]

When my father picked up the Charybdis Orb, he spread a cloth over it and placed it on the desk.

It’s a jewel about the size of a ping-pong ball. The transparency was so high that the cloth spread through the jewel looked dyed in a light gray color, but it was by no means colorless. It must have been subjugated with a lot of blood and sweat.

And my father lined up the orbs of the turtle demonic beast that had been turned into ornaments.

The gold decorations were in the way and it’s hard to tell, but the Charybdis Orb looks a little smaller. However, what’s more worrying was the darkness of the black.

The orb of the turtle demonic beast is too black and rather eerie. I couldn’t help but look away.

[Normally, it would be unthinkable for a jewel of this size to remain in such a dark color. If it was a Charybdis-class demonic beast, would it be possible to defeat multiple Highlords… It could be said to be the worst threat.]

In terms of the threat class, the ping-pong ball class is the second threat from the top. However, if you think about it as a mature demonic beast that can actually appear, this is the top.

Catastrophes such as the demonic beast Yersinia that shook the Eruo continent are exceptions, and the Nobles hardly consider countermeasures…or rather, they can’t be defeated in the first place, so if they appear, people’ll go somewhere else and have no choice but to pray. In fact, the Levios family did just that.

If it’s a Charybdis-class, it appears somewhere in some area with a frequency of several decades if you look at the whole continent. Once in several hundred years is a story only when thinking within the scope of the Quordenze territory.

Although it is a major disaster, it can be said that it is relatively easy to occur. If a certain Noble lives to the end of his lifespan, he will probably hear the news that a Charybdis-class monster has appeared somewhere on the continent several times in his lifetime. It’s unfortunate news if it comes from your own territory.

However, in the history of the Eruo continent, only two demonic beasts ranked number one in the threat class have been confirmed to exist.

They only appeared 1600 years ago and 700 years ago, respectively.

However, even if it’s obvious that it exists, it’s another matter whether you’re prepared for it.

I’m sure there were many people in Japan in my previous life who were preparing for a major earthquake, but few are preparing for a Caldera eruption. It is useless to prepare in the first place. The monster that ranks first in the threat class is such an existence.

Anyway, as long as I’m alive, I don’t want such a heinous monster to occur.

[I didn’t think that Wilk’s magical power would be so huge. I don’t know the reason at all.]

[I don’t know either, but isn’t it better to have more than less?]

Being a reincarnator, hurray!

But of course, there’s no way I’ll yell that out loud.

[If you go to the Royal Capital, you will probably be involved with many Nobles, including the Levios family. If you look at it from afar, you probably won’t notice anything, but if you talk at this distance, you can guess the amount of magic power.]

What can be measured by magic detection is a vague amount of magic power. Whether it is the Highlord or the Lord, it can be roughly gauged.

Even if you searched for my magical power from afar, you would only think, “Is he a Highlord?” The messenger of the Adellahan family who visited the Reisleaf castle probably didn’t notice my magic power either.

[Is that wrong?]

[Overwhelming amount of magic. That’s something the nobility can be proud of. Don’t make such a troubled face.]

[…..Alright.]

“However,” said my father, his face clouded over.

[Considering the situation, I can’t be too optimistic. Wilk is already a target of caution just because he is the next generation of the Quordenze family, who broke the Great Shield of Voistra. The existence of the Princess of Milendorva is also recognized as a threat after all.]

[I’ve heard rumors, but does Princess Orshian have that much magical power? I know she’s strong in battle and has many spectacular military exploits, but…]

My father answered my question while pouring more drinks into our goblets.

[Nobles who are strong in battle are either good at leading an army or strong individuals.]

On Earth, humans with the former pattern will probably become strong Generals. In a world without magic, an individual’s military power is within the margin of error when viewed from the perspective of the Eruo continent.

[Princess Orshian is considered the latter. Hers is also an overwhelming strength that exceeds the range of common sense.]

Father asserted that there must be something convincing.

[Did you know that the Orshian army fought against the Levios-Adellahan joint army in the Levios territory? I investigated in the Royal Capital, and at that time, it is said that the joint army’s Adellahan squad used a formation meant for dealing with mature demonic beasts to contend against the Orshian army. No matter how much individual martial prowess she had, it was such an overreaction to use an exaggerated response like that… most of the Nobles would have thought so.]

[Father doesn’t think so?]

My father stared at me as I gave him a nod to make it easier to talk.

[If, just in case…if we face Wilk on the battlefield, it suddenly occurred to me that it would be an effective formation.]

I see. It’s precisely because he has a son with a stupidly large amount of magical power that he was able to visualize Princess Orshian’s strength.

But, it’s a dangerous story. I’m not a man so bloodthirsty as to usurp the family estate.

[…..But most likely, that formation won’t last long against Wilk. With a brain such as yours, you’ll soon find a way to defeat it. In comparison, either Princess Orshian didn’t have a good lieutenant, or she was a wild mare who wouldn’t listen to what her lieutenant advised…]

After concluding that everything was just speculation, my father drank the liquor in his goblet in one go and picked up some dried scallops.

[At the moment, only the Levios family and their factions, and the Adellahan family, who have sent out reinforcements, are the only ones who know the true meaning of the threat of Princess Orshian’s might. If you possess such magical power, everyone will be paying attention to you. The bravery of repelling the Levios family almost single-handedly cannot be underestimated.]

Father said in a low voice that that alone must be avoided. In the diplomacy between Nobles, face is very important.

[Voistra’s Great Shieldbreaker…the evaluation has not yet been decided. Only the Adellahan family, who actually visited Nambonan City and Reisleaf Castle, know exactly what Wilk did alone.]

[Eh, is that so?]

My father smiled thinly at my reaction.

[In order to obtain the key point, Reisleaf, the Quordenze successfully lured the Spierzeig out and swept them away with a trap he had prepared… That’s the rumor many people believe.]

The Quordenze family is sometimes called the Quordenze of conspiracies, and we are thought to be scheming foxes. In fact, my father is the type who likes to set up such traps.

Indeed, rather than the sudden appearance of a heroic next family Head, it would be more natural to think that my father successfully used the impatience of the Spierzeig family to our benefit.

In the Eruo continent, where there is no proper means of communication, information is not necessarily transmitted correctly.

[To show strength, you need reason.]

[Reason?]

[The amount of magical power you feel on your skin is largely dependent on your impression. What if Princess Orshian had the same amount of magical power as Wilk, or even more than that, what would happen?]

It didn’t seem like he was asking for an answer, so my father immediately continued.

[People can only remember the person who left the most impression on them. Without a clear standard, the child of the Quordenze family would be less powerful than Princess Orshian… the impression would end up being something like this. Anyway, it’s not good. A measure that is set half-heartedly will not deter anyone.]

And so, my father put the turtle beast’s accessory in front of me.

[This orb will give them a wake up call to not rely on impressions when measuring strength. The size and the color of this orb will be the standard instead.]

Rather than the relative evaluation of magic power detection, my father is trying to instill the balance by preparing the absolute evaluation standard of the orb.

[Those with great power must carefully consider their behavior. We, the Quordenze, are different from Milendorva, Levios’ younger brother.]

The Milendorva family was originally a Noble family branched off from the Levios family. Even though they were engaged in a civil war, it is common to think that they do not like the collapse of the Kingdom after all. In the end, it’s just an extension of the sibling quarrel.

Even with the mighty power of Orshian, I don’t think the Levios family would be wary of their own destruction.

Rather, it must be far more frightening that the Quordenze family has a huge power called Wilk Quordenze.

Just as my father said, if we half-heartedly aroused vigilance in the social gatherings of the Royal Capital, and if the checks did not work, it was quite possible that they would be the first to attack.

It’s a tough world out there.

In the end, it reminds me of the reality that the Levios Kingdom is just one of the alliances between Noble families.

[The Levios family never trusts the Quordenze family, no matter how well we behave. Do you know why?]

This wasn’t a question, but rather a confirmation.

It’s like asking for backtracking in order to smoothly move the conversation forward.

That’s how simple the answer to this question was.

[Of course.]

I returned my gaze to my father and answered.

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Pause

Unmute

[Until 20 years ago, the Quordenze family was an Imperial Noble.]