Morning.
The Lord's dining hall.
"I didn't expect you to come here to eat, little brother. Do you want more eggs?"
The maid lady smiled cheerfully. She hadn't fed Silas for two days.
"..."
Silas wasn't polite; he chewed the fully cooked egg.
"Maid sister, I had a friend in my hometown. That person was a real beast; having one wife wasn't enough, he went and found a second."
"Ah? How could such a friend exist?"
The maid lady frowned.
"Mmh... anyway, before I came here, that friend of mine always said if he ran away to this place, marrying two wives wouldn't be a problem."
Silas now felt the initial game evaluation of him was correct.
He couldn't be purely evil. He still wanted some justification for his actions to be accepted.
"Eh? Your friend misunderstood, right?"
"?"
"The Duchy of Igna practices monogamy. Concubines exist, but even if a noble wants a concubine, he must get the acknowledgment of the main wife. It's all thanks to the welfare policies implemented by Her Majesty the Empress that marriage isn't so demeaning for women. I heard only our Duchy of Igna is like this."
"..."
Silas fell silent.
It seemed that besides teaching the Princess about taxes, he had also talked about population... talking about population, he had casually mentioned—while fondling her breasts—that if nobles treated marriage too casually, it would also lead to a lack of national belonging among commoners.
"Little brother, if that bad friend of yours came to the Duchy of Igna... hmph, he would at least be whipped twenty times and then exposed to the sun for three days as heavy punishment. Fortunately, you aren't like that. Come, you're still growing, eat more."
The maid lady didn't care much and put her last egg into Silas's bowl.
"..."
But Silas felt it didn't taste as good anymore.
Isn't this the fucking Middle Ages? Shouldn't having wives and concubines be casual?
Oh.
It turns out it was the pillow talk I gave the Empress. Never mind then.
Noon.
Silas still didn't have to think about working in the stables.
"The Count ordered you to buy things. Go."
"..."
But he received a shopping list.
He needed to find a carpenter to make some wooden stakes. It seemed to be for the "speed bumps" and "crash pads" Silas mentioned last time.
"..."
But why was there a Princess wearing a long dress and a round hat covering her snow-white hair tightly beside him?
"You have to compensate me a lot. Start by accompanying me for a walk."
"..."
That was indeed a debt to pay.
It wasn't a big deal; a date on a business trip.
Even if Elisa didn't reveal her white hair, her beautiful face was enough to attract attention.
"The fabric of the clothes here isn't very good."
He was supposed to find a carpenter, but inexplicably followed Elisa into a small shop selling outfits.
"You're going back to the Holy City. With your reputation... even if it's not a tuxedo, you have to dress up a bit."
"..."
Changing clothes was one thing. What was she doing squatting in front of him?
"I-I'm checking... if you cheated."
"Mmh... looks like you didn't. As a reward..."
"..."
Wait.
This counts as a fitting room, right?
"I'll swallow it all, so... you're not allowed to make strange noises."
Seeing Elisa tuck her hair behind her ear, her red lips slightly parted.
At this time, Silas didn't feel anything wrong. He just took it as an extra benefit, gratified that the once shy Princess had grown up.
Afternoon.
"Mr. Silas."
"..."
Silas's conscience struck while he was buying some sweets for the Princess to rinse her mouth, and he was dragged into a house by the nun.
"I've already planned it! I'll buy a house in this small town."
"Does Mr. Silas like a bigger one, or a cozy one?"
"..."
"I don't have that much money on hand right now... but I'll find a way to ask Erina to embezzle some public funds, and we'll have money soon! Even one as big as the Lord's mansion is affordable!"
"..."
He definitely didn't teach Rose to embezzle public funds.
"Hah..."
Her soft lips approached. Her eyes made no secret of her infatuation. "I waited for a long time... does Mr. Silas remember what he turned me into, from a nun who strictly followed church rules?"
"Wait, Rose."
Silas grabbed her shoulders. "This is just a house we're looking at temporarily. You haven't bought it yet, right?"
"No one will come! The owner trusts me because I'm a nun."
"..."
"Mr. Silas. It's hot, poking me."
"..."
The sweets melted. Or rather, they became a side dish enjoyed on Rose's chest.
However, Silas, returning empty-handed, didn't see the waiting Elisa throwing a tantrum.
"Ya, that house is nice... how about we go in and take a look?"
"..."
A succubus's nose is indeed very sharp.
Even in this busy market, she could distinguish that he had "Confucian teachings" with Rose in that house.
"Are... are my... breasts cute?"
"Quite big."
"Then... do you want to... mgh, do that?"
"Do what?"
"...Use my breasts to sandwich it for you or something."
"..."
The same wooden house. Even the exact spot where Rose squatted.
Did he reload a save file?
With great difficulty, Silas finally finished the official business, found the carpenter, and explained the things to be custom-made.
He was assigned a new job again.
He had to watch the horses tonight.
"Let's be honest, having a handsome face... for royalty, you're just a consumable item."
"I heard them say you wiped out the living corpses alone. My previous promise to you is still valid. Work hard for me in the future."
"..."
The Lord probably wasn't bad. At least, even though he had to shovel horse manure as a Count, he still considered Silas, who he thought had been played and discarded by the Princess, a talent worth cultivating.
"Your relationship with the maid is good, right? Do well, and I can personally matchmake for you. Don't give me that sister-brother talk; I don't believe it."
"..."
Count Flores probably didn't know the Princess had sharp ears.
So, when Elisa appeared in the stable again, her face was very dark.
"Do you think the Lord should be replaced?"
"...Not really."
"You, and the maid lady..."
"Friends."
Why was he starting to feel annoyed?
"Mmh... I've already ordered Flores that no one except me can use that room of mine. You can move in."
"..."
Silas's constitution was very strong. Making the Princess meow with all his might was simply too easy.
Not to mention, "X-Ray Master" revealed all weaknesses.
Late at night.
The nun was even more excessive.
Right on the straw pile in the stable, her black-silk-wrapped thighs pressed close.
"It's okay... my hearing is very good. If someone comes, I'll hide under this thin blanket..."
"..."
What prompted them to become so proactive? Like they were competing.
"Hah... Mr. Silas?"
Perhaps she didn't expect Silas to be so direct and forceful. Rose, pressed beneath him without much foreplay, began to blush.
"Rose, you watched, didn't you?"
"Eh? What..."
"Watched me doing it with Elisa."
"..."
The nun fell silent.
"Snowy, stop hiding too. Come out."
"..."
She didn't come out.
"Fine."
Silas let go of the hand pressing on the nun's chest. He picked up a piece of straw in his mouth.
He ignored Rose, who was sitting aside at a loss.
"Then I'll choose one right now."
"..."
Visibly, the nun's hands pressing on her thighs exerted force unconsciously. She held her breath too.
"I'll choose Rose. After all, Rose is very gentle and takes good care of people. She's the virtuous wife and mother type. Her hips are also child-bearing type."
"..."
The nun was stunned for a moment. Her massive white mounds shook as she let out a huge sigh of relief.
But Silas used his X-Ray vision to see the Princess hiding in the dark corner, her eyes lost... looking like she was about to cry at any moment.
"However, I feel very guilty towards Snowy. Snowy trying not to be shy is actually very cute too. White silk suits her very well. Mmh... I guess I'll choose Snowy after all."
"..."
This time it was the nun's turn to lower her head in despair. She opened her mouth but made no sound.
"So, what I want to say is."
"Rose, if I abandoned you for a woman who is also my wife. Is it possible that one day I would also abandon you for another woman?"
"The same goes for Elisa hiding in the corner. If you compete to see who is more suitable by enduring shyness and actively milking me... is it possible that the nun could do better than you? Even if the nun can't, there will be others. If I just tell you that Rose will be a concubine from now on and can be discarded at any time. Could you really be at ease?"
"..."
"You want to scold me. Scold me however you like. This is the sin I committed."
"But don't torture each other. This is not your problem. Maybe... it's because I'm too greedy."
"..."
"I will never distinguish between a main wife or a concubine among you, nor will I choose between wanting and not wanting. No matter what you think, my decision will only be... I want both. At worst, I'll tie you both up in shibari turtle shell bondage. Using despicable means is fine too."
"..."
The stable fell into a long silence.
The Princess hiding in the dark corner left.
The nun pressed her thighs, sitting properly in the straw. She closed her eyes.
"Both... I probably knew from the beginning that crying was useless. Mr. Silas has already decided."
She showed a resigned expression, then forced a smile. "I still remember Fiona told me... a man no woman fights for proves he isn't good enough. At that time, I once thought Fiona would be my biggest enemy. Stealing you away... but in the end, you unconsciously touched her breast, then immediately switched to mine. Really, I was very happy."
"I don't know if I can endure it either... I actually hate... having the scent of anyone other than me on Mr. Silas. The hair strand, I knew from the start."
"..."
"Mr. Silas, I... will be jealous. I plan to... really settle down here. Bring Erina and Leah over..."
"I hate..."
"You were clearly doing that kind of thing to me in the confession booth... yet you were thinking of someone else."
"If I say now... I just cannot bear it. Mr. Silas truly falling in love with someone else... and calling her wife."
"..."
Meeting Rose's teary gaze, Silas said calmly, "Then, I will do what I just said."
"To your wife... tying her up, isn't that too excessive?"
"..."
"I heard from the maid lady. Mr. Silas came from very far away and lived a very hard life before... but lately I've only been thinking about the fear of being taken away. I forgot that I should... care more about Mr. Silas's feelings. I'm sorry."
"..."
Huh?
My tragic past?
Is she talking about how I got buried by a mudslide just as I touched the female assistant's black-silk thigh in my past life?
"Mr. Silas looks very troubled."
"Otherwise..."
"I really will be a concubine. It doesn't matter, anyway... as long as Mr. Silas is alive, and I can see him and touch him, I'm satisfied."
Rose took a small silver ring from her skirt pocket.
"This kind of thing isn't that important to me either. Mr. Silas can just give it to her."
"..."
Silas didn't speak, looking at the well-preserved ring. He took it and put it on Rose's slender ring finger.
"...Mr. Silas?"
"Rose, you are a real nun again now. But you broke the precept again; you didn't resist putting on the ring."
"That, is because you..."
"..."
Being held. But Silas didn't do anything to the nun. He didn't even touch her breasts.
"Rose. You are very beautiful."
"I have to go back to the Church first, and together with Erina, withdraw from the Church."
"No need, right? I saw you enjoying the confession activities quite a bit. Besides, let that little Erina decide for herself what is better to do. You, as the older sister, shouldn't be too authoritarian."
"I don't know. Mmh... the Church was also accumulated bit by bit using the treasures you brought out. But having lived until now, if I hadn't waited for you... I would have died on the road of revenge. But having waited, it seems, besides supporting my husband and raising children, I have no other wish."
"Already planning to let me taste the breast milk when you have it?"
"...Anyway, whether I'm willing or not, Mr. Silas will taste it, right?"
She showed a calm smile.
And added.
"Mmh, I have fantasized about it. Yes... when I have it, I'll give it to you to drink."
This was the first time he held the nun without doing anything.
The nun was probably thoroughly resolved.
Then, what about the Princess who refused to show her face, slipped away quietly, returned, and slipped away again?
"I'm going back to the Holy City too."
"..."
Very normal; as the Empress, she shouldn't have stayed in a border town for so long.
"I'm just not as magnanimous as her! If you hate me... just say it!"
"..."
"You... have to give me time. I didn't know... you had such a painful twenty-plus years. Why didn't you say?"
"..."
How to say?
It was completely fabricated. But it was best not to explain now.
"I absolutely will not be a concubine! She... she can't be either!"
"?"
Why?
"Walking with you all day today, my feet are sore. I often scrub your back... and lick you, you rub them for me."
Kneading white-silk jade feet was nothing special.
"..."
But while rubbing, it turned into serving him again?
"I... am hungry too."
"If you're hungry, why use your feet? Shouldn't it be your mouth? Or more directly."
"Shut up! It's none of your business how I want to eat!"
"..."
The Princess wasn't shy today. Her expression was complex.
Several times she hesitated to speak.
Silas wasn't in a hurry either.
"You... really, only have the nun? No others, liar."
"..."
"F-Fine! Idiot, as soon as you grab my foot, it gets so hard... p-put it in."
"..."
"Don't look at me like that! I won't be like her, I just want it! I'm hungry. I'm just stingy."
Although she said so, her flustered tone completely betrayed her.
"If you... don't want to do that, then... mgh, hold me."
"No, I just wanted to say, I'm about to come."
"Eh?"
"..."
Waves of heat impacted Elisa's white-silk-covered toes. Sticky.
"Bastard, do whatever you want with her! I said... don't be so obvious. I've already compromised..."
"..."
"The wedding, at least... you absolutely must give me another one, a grander one. Don't disappear suddenly."
"Does Snowy want to sit on top and move yourself?"
"Shut up! Th-This is... mgh, compensation. I'm not good at thinking about too many problems; it's your own fault for not saying..."
"You can sit a bit deeper, no need to be so restrained; Snowy is quite light."
"I told you! Shut up!"
Elisa was shy.
Lying on Silas's chest, her snow-white buttocks didn't stop their slow movement. She wasn't using the channel for filling her stomach, but the one for conception.
That was proof enough that she was no longer hung up on reluctantly accepting the nun as a concubine.
"Then... she wants to live here, I... what about me?"
"Where Rose lives hasn't been decided. She listens to me very well."
"Why... say that about her. She looks like she also experienced very painful things."
"You too, you listen to me very well."
"..."
His shoulder was bitten hard.
"When I go back, I'll find a way to make you a Duke again... just say you are the Duke's descendant."
"No need. I'll just continue being a groom."
"A groom can't marry an Empress!"
"I don't plan to be my own son's son's grandson."
"Then you stay here and be a small noble! I'll slowly promote you."
"You just continue being a stable Empress. I'll watch from behind like before."
"..."
Her buttocks pressed very deep, but stopped moving.
"Then you must want something... I don't want to live in that kind of storage room. You promised the nun you'd provide the land deed! You can use her money, but you don't want what I give?"
"Mmh... actually, there is something."
"..."
"I hope next time we meet, Snowy can change into the crystal shoes custom-made by the Courtesan."
Silas grabbed her soft, smooth buttocks and continued to thrust. Pressing straight against the deepest part.
"That kind of thing..."
Elisa endured the numbness. Gritting her teeth.
"I didn't take the land deed the nun mentioned either. There's no need to give up everything accumulated with such difficulty just to come here. And living corpses just appeared here, right?"
"It is the first time living corpses appeared at the border. But I can also... be a virtuous wife and mother. I will also have... breast milk. Succubus breast milk... will definitely taste very good."
"..."
She eavesdropped that carefully?
"But Snowy wants to completely avenge the family, right?"
"..."
She was silent for a moment, clutching Silas's hem. "This time, you won't suddenly... disappear again, right?"
"I won't."
"If you disappear again, I absolutely... won't wait for you."
"What about now?"
"..."
Elisa didn't answer, just lowered her head and offered her soft lips. Her cheeks began to flush.
Lying by Silas's ear.
"Cum inside..."
"Counting from now, ten months... enough for me to abdicate. Haven't you thought... maybe I'm tired of continuing to look for the Church people."
"..."
Silas rubbed the Princess's white-silk-covered buttocks, also thinking.
Was there no need to continue the simulation?
There was.
The common enemy of the nun and the Princess was the Church outside the Duchy. No one knew exactly how big this continent was, or what kind of existence the Church was in other places.
Of course, there was also a most rustic reason. Whether Empress, Arch-Nun, or Pope, they were all his women's power.
If they all gave up what they had for him, what trump cards could he give? A sword and a gun, plus hypnosis and X-ray vision?
If a difficulty level like in the game appeared, there was no reloading in reality. He could pretend to be weak, but he couldn't actually be weak.
So.
['Love and Trial' is ready]
Referencing how Elisa had all her memories before his simulation.
What about the new simulation?
The maid lady? Other nuns in the convent? Silas had this question as early as when he knew Rose was real in the confession booth. He just didn't think deeply about it immediately because of priorities.
But there were no familiar women around.