Chapter 1294

<Chapter 1294> The Plum Swordmaster Reincarnated Into a Viscount Family

On the day of the dispatch ceremony.

120,000 troops gathered before me in formation. Among them, 50,000 were slave soldiers.

I clicked my tongue, having anticipated 150,000. The lower-than-expected number wasn’t due to Princess Arline’s interference—she’s not that foolish to ruin her legacy over politics.

The issue lay in the western front. A sudden change there had reduced reinforcements. It couldn’t be helped.

I recited the speech Yuria had written for me to the troops. Initially gloomy, the soldiers began to grow excited as they listened. By the end, their morale pierced *heaven*.

“Warriors of Rafel! Heroes of the continent! We shall topple the wicked Cobalt Kingdom, end this war, and secure peace! The peace of the continent rests upon our shoulders!”

“Waaaaah!”

“I’ll lead from the front! Follow me! Victory is ours alone!”

“Waaaaaaaaaahhhhh!”

The army marched south.

Naturally, I moved by carriage. Not just any carriage—it was pulled by an impressive *20 horses*. Its size matched the horse count; it was so massive it could be considered a small mansion with two floors. Meanwhile, there was only one driver, controlling the horses via magical tools.

Incidentally, the interior of the carriage was far larger than it appeared. Yuria mentioned she used spatial magic, though I don’t fully understand how it works.

Surrounding the carriage were the Golden Rose Knights as escorts, followed closely by the troops.

Though the sight of the carriage seemed to slightly dampen troop morale, who cares? The army had already departed. Disobeying orders or deserting now would result in *death* alone.

Inside the carriage, lounged comfortably on a sofa, I laughed while watching Sharneal perform her chest dance.

“Sharneal! Shake it harder! Swing those absurdly oversized breasts!”

“Eek…!”

Baring her teeth, the naked Sharneal clenched her fists. With her hands behind her head and one leg raised, she swayed her upper body left and right. Her L-cup breasts trembled dramatically. Their size was truly monstrous—watermelon? Melon? No, not even those compare. Perhaps durian would better match Sharneal’s bust.

Slap!

“Aaaaah?!”

“Hahaha! Getting knocked over by your own boobs! Sharneal, you’re the greatest comedian I’ve ever seen!”

“Keke…”

“Kikikik…”

The maids surrounding me couldn’t suppress their laughter.

“Guh…….”

Falling flat onto the carriage floor, Sharneal blushed furiously as she got back up. Thanks to her large bust acting as a cushion, she appeared unharmed.

Her ample bosom tilted slightly forward—not because of anything special, but simply due to its immense weight. Normally, she uses a magically reinforced bra to support her bust, but being unclothed, she had to bear the burden without assistance.

“What are you doing?! You stopped dancing! Hurry up and entertain me with that chest dance!”

“What’s so funny about this?!”

“I find it amusing, so keep going.”

“I can’t comprehend this… you’re insane…!”

Biting her lower lip, Sharneal resumed her chest dance. Then she…


Alright, here’s the translation in comedic anime style as requested:

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With a *kerthud*, she tumbled over onto the floor. The sheer weight of her chest was too much to maintain balance, and the fact that her lower half was completely hidden behind her massive bosom didn’t help either.

“Kukuku…!”

*Thud.*

Sharnell fell again. After repeating this several times, it was starting to get pretty boring. I approached the fallen Sharnell—she had tears welling up in her eyes but was trying hard not to cry. Gently grabbing her under the armpits, I pulled her back up.

“…Why are you hugging me like this?”

“Hey, just be grateful I’m helping you up at all. Do you even know what day it is today?”

“It’s the day the army set out to rescue our master. Even so, I don’t feel any gratitude toward you. I’m paying the price for your help right now.”

“Don’t pretend you don’t know. We still have an important schedule ahead of us today.”

“…Today’s the day I’m supposed to offer my purity to you… Eugene Fruchaus. You’re truly the worst man alive.”

“You’ll learn exactly what female pleasure means today—I know you’ve been waiting for this deep down.”

“Waiting? Are you insane?! What kind of woman would look forward to being violated?!”

“The one standing right in front of me.”

I lifted Sharnell onto the couch. Her thighs, shadowed by her enormous chest, were spread apart forcefully. Her smooth, tightly clenched slit glistened with arousal, sparkling seductively.

“Before we dive into hardcore sex… let’s enjoy these breasts I’ve cultivated first.”

I grabbed her mammary glands. Their overwhelming weight could be felt through my hands. Despite their size, they remained firm and elastic—a testament to their quality.

Needless to say, they were soft as well.

I applied pressure with my fingers, burying them deep within her flesh. Concentrating, I began kneading her bosom thoroughly.

“Aaah… Hiiik….”

A pale pink nipple emerged between my fingers. Thanks to her breast enhancement, her nipples and areolas had grown proportionally larger. In fact, her nipples were bigger than average—they rivaled the thickness of her own fingers!

There was another reason for their impressive size. With all my might, I yanked on her nipple.

“Haaah! Stop pulling it!!!”

A jet of white liquid shot out from her nipple—it was milk. Due to Yuria’s modifications, she produced breast milk despite still being a virgin.

“Wow, this would be wasteful to throw away. Guess I’ll drink it all then.”

“No, stop it…!”

“Too late!”

I sucked greedily on her nipple, slurping up the milk. Thanks to Yuria’s body enhancements, Sharnell’s milk tasted absolutely divine. For quite some time, I indulged in drinking her milk.

Even after feeling full, the milk showed no signs of stopping. Truly, she was a high-capacity milk tank.

Wiping my milk-soaked lips with the back of my hand, I removed my pants. My proud member stood tall and ready. Since her chest was so large, I had to sit on top of it to position myself properly for penetration.

As soon as Sharnell saw my erection, she stuck out her tongue and licked the tip. This was the result of all those training sessions.

While enjoying her oral service, I reached behind her and fondled her breasts once more. My mind relaxed, and my penis seemed to appreciate the situation as well. Even though she was giving me head while glaring defiantly, I found her attitude endearing.

‘Hmm, Sharnell could make a decent milk maid for me.’

I stood up.

“Pheww…”

Sharnell’s mouth released my cock, leaving the glans soaked with her saliva.

“Alright, Sharnell. Time for the moment of glory….”

*KRAANG!*

A loud crash shook the carriage violently.

“Kyaaaah!”

“Gyak!”

“Master!”

The surrounding maids panicked and tumbled to the floor. Barely managing to keep my balance, I steadied myself.

My mood soured significantly after being interrupted at such a critical moment. Walking toward the window, I opened it and looked outside. Floi, captain of the Golden Rose Knights, rode up on horseback near the window.

“My apologies, milord.”

Given the ongoing war, Floi was acting far more respectful than usual.

“Enough with the apologies. What is it—”

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*End.*


“Is something the matter?”

“It’s an ambush. A rock fell on the carriage from the front.”

“Did the defensive magic on the carriage activate?”

“Yes. Thanks to that, the horses and driver are unharmed. However… our path is blocked.”

“What?!”

I stuck my head out the window to look ahead. A pile of rocks was blocking the road. We could go around it, but the problem was the carriage.

The carriage was way too big for that. Plus, we had to consider the rear guard. Best to clear the rocks.

“Damn it. Who’s trying to mess with us?”

I looked further back. In the distance, I could see knights riding horses while dragging a wheeled catapult as they fled.

“They appear to be knights from the Solphmed Kingdom.”

The Solphmed Kingdom.

A nation sharing a southern border with the Rafelli Kingdom. It lost its strength in the continental war, and now internal rebellions have left it practically collapsed as a state. Still, it survives due to some hidden resilience.

Some cities in the Solphmed Kingdom declared neutrality during the war to protect themselves.

I expected some resistance from a few cities, but not this much from the start.

“Are those bastards insane?”

“They must know the military gap between us and them. My guess is either Solphmed Kingdom’s starting to function as a nation again….”

“Or someone’s using them. Probably the Cobalt Kingdom.”

“The thing the Cobalt Kingdom needs most right now is time. They’re likely using Solphmed Kingdom’s cities to buy it.”

“Those guys were either paid or threatened. Either way, let’s clear these rocks first. How long will it take?”

“Ten minutes.”

Knights from the Golden Rose Order dismounted their horses. They approached the pile of rocks and began clearing it. These weren’t ordinary people—they were Aura Experts with superhuman strength.

The road was quickly cleared, and the carriage started moving again.

I saw Sharne lying on the sofa. Her lips were tightly shut, avoiding my gaze, but she seemed to expect something. Though pretending otherwise, her restlessness was obvious.

‘After completing her sensitivity training over the past fortnight, she probably wants to experience sex. But…’

My mood was ruined.

Though my lower region was still aroused, I felt uneasy inside. I didn’t want to take Sharne’s virginity in this state.

So I embraced the other maids instead.

“Aaaah~”

“Master…”

The maids began throwing tantrums. I caught a glimpse of the breastfeeding maid gritting her teeth as she turned her head away, suddenly made redundant. Chuckling, I spent the next hours indulging in passionate moments with the maids.

Three hours later…

The carriage stopped, and Floy entered to report.

“My Lord, there’s a fortress blocking our path ahead.”

I was baffled by this news.

“A fortress? What fortress? There shouldn’t be any along our route.”

“Demons.”

At that moment, Yuria descended from the second floor.

“Demons?”

“Yes. The demon Crowdenfort. An upper-class demon capable of constructing fortresses out of wood, stone, or whatever materials are available—even in the desert. According to records, the higher the quality of the materials, the stronger the fortress becomes.”

“So this demon just has some useless ability, huh.”

“My Lord, what do you plan to do? If we detour around the fortress, it’ll delay us by at least two days, and we’d have to abandon this carriage.”

“Abandon the carriage? Out of the question. Let’s break through the fortress. We’ve got a weapon to incinerate enemies, after all.”

Floy glanced meaningfully at Yuria. She alone could obliterate the fortress without breaking a sweat. But the weapon I referred to wasn’t her.

I looked at Sharne, who was dozing off in the corner.

High Flame Mage.

L-cup Bombardier.