Chapter 358 – Sparrows Can’t Just Walk Past the Mill.
After talking with the lord, I immediately left the mansion. She thought for a moment as she watched my women get into the carriage that was waiting at the front door.
The more we do the dirty things Count Verolder asks us to do, the more we become his riches.
Right now we are on his side and he has no one else to ask for help, so he won’t be cocky, but he always has to assume the worst and prepare for it.
Worst case. To be abandoned after being used like a dog that is easy to handle by Count Verolder.
As the Earl of Verolder, when he settles everything with Tricker and becomes a lord with absolute power, he may have thoughts of getting rid of us who have become dishonorable.
If I were the lord, if I were the Earl of Verolder, how would I handle the Black Moon after resolving all conflicts with Tricker?
The lord, Earl of Verolder, is circumstantial aware that the ledger we handed over has been forged.
Of course, there is no evidence that the ledgers have been fabricated, and the truth has completely disappeared into the darkness with the deaths of the former guard commander, his aides, and Johannes, who were the parties involved.
But in this world, the lord’s word is the law. If the Earl of Verolder bites it and stretches it somewhat, his words will become the truth. We must not forget that fact.
It is necessary to do what Count Verolder wants, but at the same time find something that could be his weakness in the event of an emergency. You should keep him on a leash.
“Why are you looking at me like that?”
Trissian, feeling my gaze, tilted his head.
Trisian is the closest aide to Count Verolder. Maybe she has some useful information for her if she is.
She’s already mixed with Trissian once, and she’s marked my woman inside her body, but that doesn’t guarantee she’s completely on my side.
Of course, in her fair share of affairs, she will take my side. The fact that he did not tell Earl Verolder about the homunculus is proof of that.
But if Count Verolder tries to knock me down, the Black Moon… So, if Count Verolder and I were enemies, whose side would Trisian be on?
For her, the Earl of Verolder is her blood relative. For her, who had been denied her family since her birth, Verolder was her only ally.
Will she abandon Count Verolder and stand by my side? Will she be my ally?
I need to make Trisian more definitely on my side.
If that is difficult, there is a way to separate Count Verolder and Trisian.
Either way is good. I’d rather do whatever I can.
“The lord said he would buy a large amount of fabric from the manor house if he did what he requested.”
“Okay. I heard it too.”
“Didn’t the guards say they also bought fabric?”
“Okay. The futons used in the barracks are worn out and it is time to replace them.”
“Good. We need to check how much supplies the guards need.”
“You mean you want to come to the guard barracks?”
“That would be nice. Germi!”
Germi, who jumped into the carriage at my call, stuck her head out.
“When you get back, prepare for a ‘tour’. Prepare the fabric.”
“Okay, come back on time.”
After that greeting, the wagon carrying my women left. All that’s left is me and Trisian. After confirming that there were no people around her, she quietly groped Trissian’s butt.
Trissian, startled by her hand on her hip, flinched away from me, as if she had seen a snake.
“What are you doing?!”
“What?”
“Go, why are you suddenly touching someone else’s butt?”
“I was just checking to see if you were okay. It’s mine now.”
“… My ass is mine.”
“It’s my ass because you gave me permission.”
“It’s not even funny… If you put it that way, your… Is the penis mine too?”
“Ah, mine has a lot of owners… Still, you can claim ownership of about one-seventh right now, right?”
“Today… ? A seventh… ?”
Trician tilted her head as if thinking of something about her at my words of seven.
“Seven… ? Not six… ?”
“Hmm, hmm! Let’s go to the barracks sooner than that.”
“Oh yeah. I’m thinking of going on horseback, but do you know how to ride a horse?”
“No, I’ve never ridden one.”
“Well, then let’s take a ride with me. Come with me.”
I immediately followed Trissian to the stables a short distance from her mansion. After waiting for a while at the entrance, Trisian rode out on a handsome brown horse.
“Step on this stirrup and come up. You can ride behind me.”
With Trissian’s help, I struggled to get on the horse’s rump. I didn’t notice it when I saw it from below, but when I got on it, I felt it was quite high, and my thighs tightened and tightened.
“It’s higher than I thought.”
“You might feel that way the first time you ride it. If you fall, you might get hurt, so hold on tight to me.”
The only thing I can grab from my current position is Trician’s body. Like a motorcycle, riding together will give you more excuses for physical contact than you think, so maybe it’s not a bad thing.
With his arms wrapped around Trissian’s waist, he gently raised his hand and touched his chest.
“Are you okay, dear?”
“Huh? Why?”
“Your hand movements are so insidious. Could you drop me off?”
“Eh. What should I do if it falls~ It’s scary~”
“I won’t drive hard. So I’d like you to put your hand down. What are you going to do when other people see it?”
“I think it would be nice to be able to brag that I’ve become like that with Trisian.”
“I want you to think about my position a little. Of course, it’s not that I don’t like the relationship I built with you. However, my position and situation do not allow me to indulge in such luxury.”
Hanging from behind and massaging her breasts was too blatant. Still, seeing that she didn’t coldly reject my hand, she probably didn’t hate Trician, but she would be a good prey for those who hate her and want to cut her down.
He released her hands from her breasts and pressed her lower body against her ass. As soon as her hard erect cock touched her, Trissian jerked her body.
“Is it that way this time… ? She’s just reaching…”
“What do you do with the big ones? If I don’t touch it, I think I’ll fall if I go backwards.”
“… Sooner or later I will have to teach you horseback riding.”
“Anyway, this is truly irresistible.”
Of course, there’s a bit of room, but I don’t want to stop rubbing my cock against Trissian’s ass. Keeping him warmed up and impatient like this will give him more chances to knock Trician out.
The vibrations generated by the horse stomping around were transmitted directly to the cock, and it was like rubbing against Trissian’s butt. As I was enjoying the feel of Trissian’s firm buttocks through her thick uniform, she spoke to her first.
“By the way… You… Do you have any intention of revealing your true identity to the lord?”
“My identity? Oh, you mean an incarnation?”
“Okay. You didn’t want to reveal your identity until you regained your memories, but the lord might be able to help.”
“And it will help the lord as well.”
To be honest, there was no way Count Veroder could help. Because I didn’t read my memory.
Conversely, it is very helpful to the lord. As I talked with Trisian in the past, if I announce the fact that I am an incarnation, the Necromancers who exist in this world will gather to serve me, and naturally, it will be a great help to Count Verolder, whom I can say I trust.
However, what is useful to Count Verolder is not what is useful to me.
Although Trisian is following Count Verolder, Count Verolder is a sly person. I honestly don’t know why such a human being helped Trician for what benefit he had.
Because I feel sorry for Trisian, an illegitimate child? It can’t be. She helps a child abandoned by her family just because she’s pitiful? Did he know what the downside would be to him?
A person’s spare time comes out of a garage full of garage. Count Verolder was pressured by Tricker and was in a situation where his nose was cut. That such a human being can help others only with a feeling of pity?
Nonsense. Can’t be
The reason he helps Trician is obviously for some insidious reason.
You can trust Trisian, but you can’t trust Verolder. For me, it’s Tricker or Verolder or there. I have a feeling that it would be better to exclude both and give Trisian full power of Count Denevalve.
Trisian is my girl. Trisian’s will be mine. Just as Germi’s Black Moon is mine, if Trissian becomes Count Denevalve, Count Denevalve can be mine too.
“Hmm…”
That’s not bad either. No, that’s the best picture for me. If so, let’s try to aim for it instead.
The more cards you hide, the better. It would be better not to reveal my identity to Count Verolder.
“Nataliya is a mid-level necromancer.”
“Hmm? I know that.”
“I don’t think the lord can provide more meaningful help than Natalya.”
“Can I understand that by saying that I have no intention of revealing my identity?”
“For now, that will be the case.”
