Chapter 1291

<Chapter 1291> 1291. The Plum Swordswoman Reincarnated into the Viscount Family

“Stand up.”

Sharnel, who had been bowing to me in the nude, stood up. Her face was flushed with shame, and tears glistened in her eyes.

She covered her private areas with both hands. It was far too late for that—I’d already seen all of her.

‘No dignity at all. Not like she has a figure worth hiding or anything.’

What was even more baffling was the fact that Sharnel was wearing a bra. Her chest was as flat as a carved cliff. You could probably poke it with your finger and feel nothing but hard bone.

‘Even if she wore a bra, there’d be so much empty space… Is this some kind of pride thing?’

At least one thing was somewhat decent: the color of her nipples. The unpigmented pink made them look rather cute.

“I will consider your request.”

“Huh? Consider?! After I’ve gone through all this trouble, you’re just gonna ‘consider’?!”

“Oh. My mistake. I’ll positively consider it.”

“You!!”

A wind began swirling around Sharnel. Her mana was fluctuating wildly. A red magic circle appeared in front of her. Yuria, sitting beside me, smirked at the sight of it, and with just that, the magic circle shattered.

Sharnel instantly lost her hostility and looked crestfallen.

Grand Arc Mage versus Arc Mage.

That single word difference is as vast as the gap between earth and Heaven.

“Sharnel. For now, you’ll live as a maid.”

“Why should I?!”

“Do you really have a choice? If you want to save Priscilla, follow my orders. At least until we rescue her.”

“Grrr…”

“How long do you plan on showing off that scrawny body of yours? Change clothes and head outside. Any nearby maid can guide you on what to do.”

After hastily dressing, she glared at me before storming out the door.

Now only me, Yuria, and Melissa remained in the room.

Melissa, dressed in a maid uniform, plopped her butt onto the table and said,

“You’re planning to go to Cobalt Kingdom to rescue Priscilla, right?”

Melissa’s expression was troubled. She hailed from the Argen Dukedom, one of the great noble families of Cobalt Kingdom. Though she claimed to have severed ties with her family…

Does severing ties actually sever ties?

“I have to go. I can’t let Priscilla die. Besides, if the Demon King descends into this world, things will get dangerous.”

This is my world. I can’t let it fall apart because of some Demon King.

“Master, we cannot ignore the possibility of this being a trap.”

Yuria interjected.

“Could Sharnel be lying to trick us…?”

“She might be being used. Both Pantheum and Leosio know about our existence. And they would surely judge us as the biggest obstacles.”

“Madam… er, Mistress’s words make sense. The most suspicious point is…”


The fact that Priscilla is in the capital of Cobalt Kingdom. As you know, Lord, the current king of Cobalt is Dullibard. He harbors deep resentment towards you. Didn’t he attempt to invade Lafel Kingdom last time?”

This was not an issue that could be easily resolved.

Yuria may possess great power, but the enemies are not just one or two. There’s the demon of Pantheum and Leosio, an ancient dragon on par with Priscilla. And that’s not all of their full strength. We can’t ignore the possibility of special artifacts or third parties aiding the enemy.

“Hmph. Headaches.”

Invading Cobalt Kingdom immediately is simple enough—just use a teleportation scroll.

‘Even bombarding them with modern weapons would likely be meaningless. They must have prepared defensive magic and other measures.’

Our opponent is Pantheum, home to dragons known as masters of magic and demon contractors wielding strange powers. Teleporting recklessly might even result in us getting ambushed.

“They plan to use Priscilla as a sacrificial offering, so we do have some time. Perhaps it’d be better to invade Cobalt Kingdom with an army instead?”

That was Yuria’s suggestion.

Marching with knights and soldiers into Cobalt Kingdom. Yuria’s battles will surely go smoothly, allowing her to overwhelm the enemies both in quality and quantity.

“…We could probably use the Argen Dukedom.”

Melissa said unexpectedly.

“The Argen Dukedom? To us, invading Cobalt Kingdom, they’re not our greatest enemy, right?”

The Argen Dukedom is a house greater than the Frucus Baronetcy.

“Currently, the Argen Dukedom opposes King Dullibard. It’s because of me. Though it’s hushed up on the surface… if you look closely, they’re suffering many disadvantages. The moment the war ends, King Dullibard will purge the Argen Dukedom first.”

“That’s correct. Judging from the current situation of the Argen Dukedom, it’s a very plausible story. Since they’re located behind the capital, we could surround the city if they cooperate.”

“The problem is the pride of the Argen Dukedom. They have an absurdly high sense of pride that serves no purpose. I’ve dealt with them before, so I know well.”

“I hear the internal politics of Cobalt Kingdom aren’t in good shape. If we can bring the Argen Dukedom on board… we can also sway other nobles.”

“King Dullibard is a tyrant, whether you call him a conqueror or a despot. He’s worthy of being called the descendant of that cruel Red Dragon Leosio. Anyway, as Lady says, the nobles and commoners of Cobalt Kingdom must be dissatisfied with Dullibard.”

I muttered after hearing their opinions.

“The key point is that we need something to draw the Argen Dukedom in…”

“Lord just needs to compromise a little.”

“Hand over Cobalt Kingdom to the Argen Dukedom.”

“We only need some territories and money from Cobalt Kingdom. In short, we should make significant concessions during peace negotiations.”

The decision was quickly made.

“Fine. Let’s do it. Not like I care much about Cobalt Kingdom anyway.”

If I ever get interested in Cobalt Kingdom later, I can invade then. I’ve got Yuria after all. Right now, rescuing Priscilla is the priority.

“The next issue is transportation. We have land route or sea route. Obviously, sea route is faster.”

“I suggest the land route. The sea has too many variables. There might be an enemy demon contractor with sea-related powers.”

“Lady’s opinion makes sense. When moving a large army… marching by land is better. We’ll have to pass through a few neutral cities along the way… but what can they do?”

There was a simpler method. I looked at Yuria.

“How about using a Warp Gate?”

“The Warp Gate is sensitive…”


“Lord Ha Na. He’s quite susceptible to external influences, isn’t he? And there’s Leochio in Cobalt Kingdom.”

“If Leochio deliberately interferes, there’s nothing we can do about it.”

“Yes, but it can still be used for logistics.”

That alone is enough to justify the value of a warp gate. The reason expeditions are difficult is because of logistics. If we solve that, we can bring troops no matter how far away it is.

I fell into thought.

I calculated the forces I could mobilize. I’m Duke Prukas now. If I push hard, I can gather around 80,000 troops. With support from the Rafelli Kingdom, it could reach up to 150,000 troops.

If this fails, it doesn’t just end badly—it completely ruins me. The House of Prukas will decline, and I’ll lose leverage over Princess Arline. In the end, I might have no choice but to cause chaos using Yuria’s power.

But if it succeeds? I become a legendary war hero who changes the continent’s history. My political influence will grow, allowing me greater leverage over Princess Arline.

‘At that point, my political struggle with Princess Arline will be practically over—my victory is assured.’

After finishing my calculations, I smirked.

“Melissa, send letters to all the nobles of Rafelli Kingdom. Tell them I’ll be invading Cobalt Kingdom in two weeks, and request troops and funds.”

“Not all nobles will cooperate.”

“Those who’ve benefited from me will help. And those who don’t… well, note them down. They’ll pay later.”

“What about the nobles aligned with Princess Arline?”

“I’ll meet with Princess Arline. Even if she refuses, it doesn’t matter. If she supports me, I’ll gladly accept it.”

I looked up at the fluorescent lights on the ceiling. Between their flickering glimmers, I envisioned myself as a great war hero. I grinned slyly.

“Heh heh…”

“Seriously?! Why does an Arch Mage like me have to work as a maid?!”

In the hallway, a maid was loudly complaining while holding a mop. It was Sharneal, who became my maid starting today.

She wore a revealing French-style maid outfit: a short skirt, sleeveless top, and a plunging neckline. But despite the outfit, Sharneal had almost no chest to speak of. Still, she wasn’t unattractive. Her upper body left much to be desired, but her lower half was decent enough—her developed hips and garter belt stockings were passable. Every movement gave slight glimpses of her white panties, which somehow earned approval points.

“Hey, maid! Stop grumbling and get back to work.”

“How am I supposed to understand this? Why can’t I use magic? One spell and I could clean this hallway in ten seconds!”

“It lacks sincerity and passion.”

“What nonsense is that?!”

I approached her. Sharneal stood defiantly with her arms crossed. Despite having groveled naked before me earlier, she showed no signs of fear. As I got closer, I realized just how short she was. To look at her face, I had to bend down significantly.

Conversely, she had to tilt her chin way up to look at mine.

“Why are you looking down on me like that? It’s annoying, loser.”

“Loser?”

Hearing that unexpected word threw me off guard. Sharneal smirked wickedly at my reaction.

“You’re just a loser who can’t do anything without a maid, aren’t you? Loser~ Loser~”

What the hell?

It’s such a meaningless word, so why am I so angry? My fists clenched tightly as my hands trembled.

I figured out the cause more or less. That playful Melissa must’ve filled Sharneal’s head with nonsense.

“Loser♡ Handsome Man♡”

“YOU LITTLE BRAT!”

Unable to contain myself, I lunged at Sharneel and slammed her with a choke slam. Her back hit the ground with a loud thud.

“KYAAAAAA!”