Chapter 422 – Blood Is Thicker Than Water (3)
King, assassination, successful.
When we, Fermaten, deal with a nation, we always think of the peace of ten thousand people.
If we look more closely, it’s important to create an environment where I can live comfortably at home, so I don’t want war to break out, but ultimately, I care about peace.
If the culprit trying to start a war is the king of the other country, it is natural to assassinate the king.
[The assassination was completed successfully, Your Majesty.]
The honey(…) Trap was successful.
Lambert killed Hamar Abdul and sent him through pain, humiliation, and pleasure right up to his death.
“How are male dog collars effective?”
[Yes. A male vulva created using sex magic. The effect has been confirmed. Hamar Abdul went away feeling happy.]
Male dog necklace.
Of course, it is the opposite of a bitch necklace, and is a bitch necklace for men.
It may sound a bit strange, but if the bitch collar only works on women, it naturally only works on men.
While researching sex magic, I developed many things, but in the process, many things were created specifically targeting women.
Now it is starting to spread one by one for more men, and among them is the male dog necklace.
It was developed as a tattoo to be attached to the body like henna, and Lambert entered Hamar Abdul’s harem with it attached to his body.
If you ask me what the secret is to not being searched, I won’t ask where he hid the male dog collar.
“…You didn’t leave because you did well?”
[There may be differences in the relationship between succession and succession, but it is clear that at least the pain was less in the end than in the beginning.]
“That’s it. It’s Lambert after all. He’s someone I can always trust.”
[Hehe…]
Lambert’s meaningful laughter could be heard beyond the crystal ball.
“But are there other women with you right now?”
Beyond Lambert’s voice, the low sounds of women sobbing can be heard.
[Yes. Everyone is scared, but now they have calmed down enough to talk.]
“Thank God. “Were there any people who were raped?”
[Hamar Abdul is so lucky that he chose me first?]
“I don’t know about him, but at least the kidnapped people are luckier than anyone else.”
She lived on the coast and was kidnapped by those Janissaries just because she was a beautiful woman who resembled Serazade.
“Tell them, in the name of Lugi Permaton, that your virginity will be preserved and guaranteed. When you return home, no one will criticize you for being unvirgin.”
[I will do as instructed. Then, can I ask for your cooperation to move on to the next operation?]
“Cooperation?”
[Yes. Since I’m in the harem, wouldn’t it be better for me to protect it myself?]
“Uhm…”
[Please rest assured. The copy was successful. Even if there are people who doubt it, they will not easily think that it has been changed.]
“Let me believe it.”
Past.
After Messalina said ‘Messalina’.
So, during an orgy, while having sex with the orgasm sensitivity of a female necklace at so-called ‘3,000 times’, she fell under a man’s dick and died of shock from a heart attack.
I thought that since Messalina was dead, the kingdom would just leave us alone, but in the end, because they did not directly intervene, we experienced the escalation into war.
In order to prevent something like this from happening again, we must take proactive measures.
“As a doppelganger, please take good care of the southern continent for the time being.”
[Please leave it to me, Your Majesty.]
For that purpose, I dispatched Lambert.
After assassinating the other king, to minimize disputes due to the king’s absence.
Meradin and Serazade have not yet decided whether to return to the southern part of the continent, but even if they decide not to return to the desert, someone must take Hamar Abdul’s place and prevent war from breaking out.
“Are you sure that you even copied the memory properly?”
[Yes. As you know, memories obtained through sex magic are-]
“No, I don’t want to know.”
Even if I knew, I don’t want to hear it.
“I trust you. Sir Lambert Hamar Abdul.”
[Hehe. By the way.]
“Huh?”
[Is it okay to kill all the warriors here?]
“…”
I will always give the same answer to Lambert’s question.
“If it doesn’t harm the Fermaten, it might be okay to properly ‘persuade’ them to become a member of the Rose Order.”
[The method of persuasion is…]
“As always, I leave it to you, Lord Lambert. You now have the power of Hamar Abdul.”
* * *
Beep.
As soon as the contact through the magic tool ended, Lambert immediately took on the appearance of Hamar Abdul.
Weeeing.
Lambert, who transformed into Hamar Abdul with a light magical glow, looked at his naked body reflected in his mirror.
“Well, I’m satisfied as expected.”
Hamar Abdul’s body was as strong as Lambert’s own.
Bronze skin, clear abs, strong thighs and back.
“It’s a little disappointing that your dick is smaller than mine, but it would be much better to change to mine when you usually wear pants.”
Lambert stretched out his hand toward the only thing he didn’t like, and soon an object that seemed to be one finger longer than Hamar Abdul’s stretched out.
“Hi.”
“Oh, I’m sorry. Well, speaking with this face and voice might be rude to the ladies.”
Lambert politely bowed his head towards the women who were horrified at him.
“Let me formally introduce myself again.” My name is Lambert, leader of the Rose Knights of the Permaten Empire.”
“Ho, perhaps…” ” “
“Do you know me?”
“…[Dark Knight]?”
“Your Majesty calls you that.”
“Ah…!”
Dark Knight Lambert.
The most famous knight, who was entrusted by Rouge Permaten to spearhead the knights heading towards the capital and imperial castle at a time when Permaten was not yet an empire.
“I heard that he will do anything for the sake of his mission… “
“For the rescue of the kidnapped people, and for the assassination of Hamar Abdul and in general to put an end to the war. And for some personal purposes, I became a doppelganger.”
“Ah… “
The women burst out in exclamation.
“A true knight…!”
“I will protect you, but I would like to ask for your cooperation on one thing.”
Lambert bowed again to each of the captured women.
“I am Your Majesty’s cheering squad… I must protect you here until the ‘rescue team’ arrives. And the way to do that is by using the power of this face.”
Lambert ran a hand through his bangs.
“Until the rescue team arrives, I plan to stay in this harem with you as Hamar Abdul.”
“…”
“Please act as if you were raped by me for the time being.”
“Uh, um…”
The women exchanged glances with each other, then nodded sharply towards Lambert.
“Ah, I understand. But, Dark Knight. We are virgins… Is that okay?”
“Huh?”
“The minister, if he even noticed that we weren’t raped using sex magic or other magic…”
“…That would definitely be troublesome.”
Lambert’s eyes turned to the body in the center of the harem bedroom, its head resting on the ground, raised only by its buttocks.
“The original Hamar Abdul has now been transformed into me in disguise through the power of transsexual magic. If I give the order to say, ‘I killed him while eating him last night. Burn him and bury him,’ there won’t be a big problem.”〈 Br〉
Lambert nudged the corpse of Hamar Abdul, who had turned into Serazade, with his foot.
“…If we were to solve it in Your Majesty’s way, in this situation…”
“Well, we are…” ” !”
“If it’s okay with the Dark Knight, we are prepared to throw away the maiden here… !”
The women began to wiggle their fingers and look at each other.
Is it a look of envy toward the hero of the Order of the Rose, the most mysterious of the many knights of the imperial family?
Or is it a look of longing for the hero who saved her from the danger of rape?
Or maybe it was the look in his eyes of desire that arose because his stomach was pounding against the owner of the amazing technique he used brilliantly against Hamar Abdul.
The look in each person’s eyes may be different, but at least this one thing was clear.
“We… Can take as much as we want from Knight Commander Lambert…!”
“Well, I don’t think it makes sense for a sultan not to fuck the women he brought into his harem his… “
“It’s okay…! Well, if I were Lambert…!”
“…”
Lambert closed his eyes for a moment.
Mission.
“Certainly it makes no sense for Hamar Abdul not to prey on you, but… “
Personal preference.
Moment.
-As expected, it’s Lambert.
The master’s voice that I had just shared rang in my ears again.
-A cock I can always trust and entrust.
“…”
Boom.
Lambert pressed his right fist to his chest and nodded his head toward the women.
“It’s difficult to be kind to a lover. And since I’ve already changed my body, I have no choice but to do it in this body. Is that okay?”
“…”
“…I’ll keep the dick mine.”
When Lambert reveals his cock his as his own his.
“Ah…!”
The women let out an exclamation.
“…Do your best on the mission.”
Lambert clenched his fists and headed onto the bed, like a warrior entering a dragon’s nest.
* * *
Morning.
The harem door opens, and the promised time has passed.
“Your Majesty, morning…Ugh.”
“…Have you come?”
Above the bedroom.
“There, there is a body in the middle. Get rid of it.”
“Oh, yes…!”
Hamar Abdul, naked, leaning back against the head of the bed, was looking at the ceiling with cold, sinking eyes at the naked women lying next to him.
Morning.
The legend that the Sultan kept his cock erect even after fucking dozens of women quickly spread throughout the desert.
