Chapter 239 – #54 Street Fighter (Emilia – Outdoor Sex) (1)
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Whoops whoops whoops…
——The wind blows.
“Whoa, whoa, whoa…”
It’s a bit cold, but thanks to the sun rising in mid-sky, it’s warm, and most of all, it’s not cold at all thanks to the magical tools the count prepared.
Even so, it’s amazing that steam comes out when you say “Whoa” And blow.
If she uses her magic, she can withstand the cold of winter, but it’s not as comfortable as the forehead tool the Count gave her.
‘… It’s outside.’
‘It’s a little bit exciting.’
Hero Emilia.
A miserable female who hid in the count’s mansion to avenge her parents’ enmity, but was captured by him and enslaved by special magic so that she could no longer rebel against him.
For a while, she was busy studying and serving as a slave to the count, but at the suggestion of the count, she came out of the mansion with him.
The place we reached by riding a carriage from the mansion of the count was the lower village where we could see the residents of the county.
Emilia was slightly excited by the familiar scenery that gave off a sense of her life.
Although she lived as an aristocrat when she was young, since she ran away from the count at the age of 10, she has lived among ordinary people.
That’s why, rather than nobles’ expensive mansions, interiors, and luxurious food, these comfortable streets with a sense of common people and unknown snacks from street vendors are more familiar and good.
‘… It would have been really nice if it was just to look around the town.’
‘Of course, to make it look like this… Count, I’m resentful… !’
Emilia, with her slightly resentful gaze, glared at the count, who was advancing from her own right now street.
The Count didn’t look back at her, but he must have sensed something. He took care not to be seen by others, and grabbed Emilia by the thin leash and pulled her down.
“Ugh… Ship, count… Do not do that… Show me…”
“Okay? Wouldn’t it be okay if everyone could see it?”
“… Don’t do that please.”
When Emilia said it calmly, the count smiled lightly and did not pull her by the leash anymore.
A street where commoners roamed.
The lower town, which can be seen at a glance from the tall mansion.
Emilia, who was walking there with her lord, the Count, covered her whole body with a dull hood.
Although her hair was off, her beautiful blonde hair was exposed, but her thin neck and even her ankles were all covered.
And around the neck under this hood is the dog collar and her leash, which she always wore in her mansion, and her leash is held in the count’s hand.
Although they keep their bodies as close to each other as possible so that they cannot be seen, and cover them with their bodies, even if they are a little crooked, it may be revealed to everyone.
Not only that, but her leash isn’t the only thing she’s ashamed of ——
“Come on, let’s walk, Emilia. Doesn’t it keep slowing down?”
“Now, wait a minute… ! It can’t be helped, the hood flaps if you walk in haste… Oops… !?”
Aww… As her leash was pulled, Emilia, who had been complaining about her, shut her mouth.
The Count gives her a smile that still seems relaxed.
“Come on, follow me. Otherwise, in this place where all the residents are gathered, it can show the ugliness. The extent to which the hood flutters will be incomparably disgraceful, is that okay?”
“… Song. I’m going. Got it…”
Right now, the Count’s dominance through the ‘Lewd Sex’ was deliberately weakened, so fortunately, Emilia may still be able to maintain her rationality.
However, if the count eats her heart just a little bit, her heart of Emilia will one day be eroded by the ‘contract of servitude’ she made, revealing her instincts as his sex slave.
In the heart of this city.
In this place where everyone, regardless of gender and age, was present, it was clear that all sorts of obscene things would really happen…
Emilia bit her lip and recalled that fact, and then she chased after the Count.
Seriously, he’s a guy I don’t like…
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『Cheap, cheap! ■■ Is very cheap today!』
“I’ll buy two of these, so please cut them down a bit. Can’t you? Please, please, please. I need one more.”
“Mr. Charles! Pay for the drink you didn’t pay yesterday and go!”
『Extra, extra! A newspaper has been published full of articles that might be of interest to you! Buy as much as you like! There is also a large-sized newspaper containing the beautiful photos of the noble Princess Mine!”
『Wow, it’s the lord! Hello oh~~!』
The weather is cold, and at some point snow is falling from the sky.
But the streets were full of thickly-dressed people, and lively voices could be heard from here and there.
While walking around the streets, the smell of savory food also came in and made my mouth salivate.
Emilia narrowed her eyes with her yearning at the peaceful sight that made her forget her own situation now, and engraved the scenery into her retina.
“… It’s peaceful here. Everyone looks happy.”
“Yes. It is my estate.”
“Isn’t that just the people here? People who have work to do and a way to live… No matter how much you are, you probably care about all the residents——”
“I don’t know what you’re talking about, but at least there are no dark places in our estate. Even those who have settled in the alleys and edges of the territory are given the benefits of magic tools so that they do not starve or freeze to death here.”
The Count said that and gestured his chin somewhere.
In a square-like space, there was an object that looked like a large brazier, and it was seen that a magic stone was embedded in the center.
Apparently, a magic tool.
It is said that the magic tool that people are standing around keeps a certain space warm even in winter.
True to the word, the people around the magic tools even took off their coats in this cold weather.
It is said that these magic tools were not only placed here, but also throughout the territory, and that similar ones were also distributed to households.
A really convenient magic tool.
Moreover, not only those things, but the count also mentioned various other tools.
I just listened with half faith and half doubt at the explanation of the absurdly convenient magic tools that made me think ‘is that so?’ Every time I heard the story.
… How pleasant would be the lives of the people of this territory who were supplied with such things from door to door.
It’s not even expensive to buy.
It is said that it can be distributed so that anyone can use it, or it can be purchased at a very low price.
It was produced with the tax of the resident anyway, so it was right to provide it like this.
“This is all made based on the demon skills that Mona passed on.”
“Idiot skills are amazing, their magic is very good.”
“Humanity will need hundreds of years of research to catch up with that technology. Even the sorcerers of this era are all corrupt and lazy, so they don’t even do proper research… Perhaps eternity is not enough to reach this level of magic technology.”
“My wish is to mass-produce these magic tools based on their technology and spread them to all mankind in this empire.”
“Then the quality of life of all mankind will be improved. How can I survive every day? Rather than wasting time on such low-level worries, I can live with higher-level worries… I am dreaming of those days.”
“Harvesting more crops than ever before in less land, solving heat and cold with easy technology.”
“To reach a greater distance in a faster time.”
“I can live brightly at night without much effort, and I can take care of my family with a little more time, unlike now, when I am in a hurry to make a living.”
“Such a future, I’m dreaming.”
“What do you think, my love?”
The street he has been working on.
Looking at his estate and the people who live there, he speaks with a face completely different from the ones the count has shown so far.
To Count Meln’s question, Emilia simply shut her mouth and was silent.
Such a world is just a dream.
Such a world makes no sense.
… However, as she too has lived the rough and difficult life of a commoner, she earnestly agrees in her heart that if everything he said comes true, it will really be a completely different world for her.
Even when she lived as an adventurer, she was helped by countless convenient magic tools.
I heard that most of them were made by Earl Meln and his ancestors, who were from a family of alchemists.
A magic stone lamp that does not require embers, a wind-type magic tool used to dry hair, a tool that lights a fire anytime, anywhere without the help of magic, a tool that allows you to breathe underwater…
Even Emilia was well aware of such magical tools that, once used, she could never think of living without them again.
Already the Count has realized some of the worlds he is talking about.
And continuously, I am not satisfied with the present and I am looking forward to the future.
It was very dazzling, but it was psychologically very difficult for him to accept that he, who was just a simple ‘evil man’ inside her, discussed such a fine dream.
“–Why.”
“Count, Why do you want something like that?”
Because I don’t quite understand.
She was completely different from what she thought of the count, so Emilia asked in confusion.
The Count seemed to think for a moment about Emilia’s question, then he turned to her and said with a plain expression on her face.
“Because I just want to do it.”
“Even though I won’t be particularly impressed with humans or what happens to humanity.”
“But it’s frustrating just looking at it, so I’m just trying.”
“And, as a whole, if everyone’s quality of life improves and they can afford it, the number of people who say stupid things will decrease a little bit.”
“Being stupid is a sin.”
“If there are even a little more people who can think a little bit more than now… That world will be more worth seeing than now.”
The Count said so in a plain tone, as if he had no real emotion.
Then, without saying anything further, he continued down the street.
However, his steps were slightly faster than before.
For some reason, while tugging at her leash and urging her, Emilia hurriedly followed, fearing that her leash might be caught…
