This is an expanded version of Episode 259, “A Solution to Discord 2.”
“Then shall we begin with introductions? Even if it’s a bit late, let’s all do this properly! ♪“
Seren takes the lead.
And places her hands on her chest.
”First, I’ll start. I’m Seren, a half-elf from the Affilm Empire. Clan-wise, I’m from the Deep Green lineage, but don’t worry about it. And I’m the second female slave.” ♪
Then she prompts Apple next to her.
Apple looks momentarily flustered, glances at me, and then clenches her jaw with determination.
”I’m Apple. Clan-wise, I’m purple, but as you can see, I’m a half-elf. I don’t remember, but I think I was the first female slave. Nice to meet you."
"You… don’t remember?"
"What’s that supposed to mean?”
Sharon and Almeida raise their eyebrows.
”Ah, this looks interesting,"
"Tetez, stop it,“
Naris stops Tetez from leaning in too close.
”Ah…”
Apple hesitates for a moment, but then—
“Before Andy came back, I was mortally wounded in a skirmish with the North and lost my memories. But yes, she was definitely the first to become a female slave.”
Seren follows up precisely.
Irena clears her throat.
”There’s no excuse for that… but it’s a fact confirmed at the clan council. Apple remained in a coma for years, was revived by Lady Hilda… and lost her memories."
"Is that so?"
"…Well, friction happens everywhere. Nothing strange about it.”
Sharon and Almeida nod in reluctant acceptance.
”More importantly, isn’t it Dianne’s turn next?”
Prompted by Irena, Dianne stands.
”I’m Dianne, daughter of Ashton the Dark Elf from the South Desert. As you know, I’m clumsy, but I intend to become Andy’s wife.”
Tetez interjects.
”You’re not a female slave, are you?"
"…No. We haven’t made that kind of contract."
"Isn’t that a disadvantage? Unlike everyone else?"
"I’ve never felt restricted. Besides, I have no intention of enslaving myself or making her do so. I simply want to love Andy as an equal.”
Dianne states it matter-of-factly.
…Yes, she’s the only one who has never once wanted a collar.
She should be normal, but she’s an anomaly.
”I see… so that’s also an option here…”
“I’ve been wondering for a while now, why are you here, Tete? And Christine too.”
“Eh? But isn’t it interesting to see such an amazing lineup?”
Tete made a face like, Why are you even asking that?
What guts. You’re a total mismatch if you ask me.
“Besides, there’s nothing more fun than watching other people’s messy love lives.”
“Tete-chan, try at least pretending to be a little more discreet.”
Sixteen years old and already this brazen. I shudder to think what she’ll be like later.
Then she turned her gaze to Christine.
”…B-but Smysun-san keeps trying to knock me up sometimes!”
“Say ‘fuck’ at least!”
“There’s a chance I might actually get pregnant… so it makes sense for me to be here…”
“Try questioning your own position for once!”
“I-I mean, Smysun-san is the one who’s going too far by putting a collar on Ilyna like that! Just the Sky Blue Princess alone could cause a diplomatic incident, but then she’s also the clan leader and this tiny—”
Wara wa chīsai no wa osanai seii dewa nai to iu ni!
This is just rambling.
”…Um. Anyway, since you’re here, we’ll assume you’ve agreed to let Andy get you pregnant.”
Seren summarized with a straight face.
“Is that alright?”
Christine paused for a few seconds.
”…W-well…”
“Is it not okay?”
“No… well, if Smysun-san is up for it, I wouldn’t mind…”
“Are you okay being a female slave?”
Seren. I don’t think you’re the one who needs to confirm that.
”…Well, I doubt it’ll turn into a proper marriage anyway.”
Christine tried to reluctantly accept with a forced pose.
Then Tete chimed in.
“You’re totally down for being a female slave, aren’t you?”
”!! W-well, it’s not that much…”
“You look like a widow who’s already gotten a taste of adultery and is doing great—sensei♪”
“H-hey, don’t say weird stuff, Tete-san!”
Come to think of it, Tete and Christine are kind of like teacher and student.
…Tete’s totally the one in the mental driver’s seat, though.
Next, Anzelos stood up.
He seemed to hesitate for a moment, considering the atmosphere, but ultimately straightened his posture and announced himself.
“Diaine Special Forces, directly under the Celesta Military Command. Anzalos, squad leader of ten guard infantrymen. I’ve known Andy for about eight years.”
That introduction was perfectly proper in a formal setting… but.
“Hmm. On this side, only Almeida and the Glorious Princess are the ones who’d recognize rank like that,” Irene pointed out.
…True enough. The military, squad leaders—things Fennel and her sisters have absolutely no connection to. So the first part is completely meaningless.
“Anzalos. …Try again, based on your hometown.”
When I prompted him, Anzalos pursed his lips but introduced himself once more.
“I’m Anzalos, from Trott Royal Capital, daughter of Aaron of the White Clan and Linda Neumann.”
Ah… the four Fennel sisters nodded in unison.
“I’ve met Aaron. …His archery skills were about on par with my dad’s.”
“Whoa, that’s pretty amazing, isn’t it?” Loree said, making Sebory widen her eyes.
Maybe he’s quite the master then.
“Well, my parents were adventurers of sorts, even if they were a bit… unconventional…”
…Come to think of it, that’s how I remember it.
Yeah, even for an elf, adventuring outside means you have to be at least capable of tackling something like the Holy Beast Labyrinth, or your family worries.
And Loree’s dad might be amazing too, if he can hold his own against that.
”…Ah, just so you know, Loree comes from a warrior-class family,” Oregano added.
…Huh?
“Warror-class…?”
“Hmm. They’re the kind who’d take the lead in battle—the human equivalent of nobles or knights. Though they’re not quite as pretentious.”
“Loree’s pretty strong too. At least among us, she knows martial arts best,” Irene explained, and Oregano continued.
But Loree looked troubled… or rather, like she was in for a hassle.
“I don’t want to be expected to do that… I didn’t train seriously enough to fight monsters.”
“How strong are you? Could you spar with me using swords?”
Anzalos asked with a hint of excitement, but Loree shook her head vigorously.
“No way. I can only handle basic self-defense… enough to not get easily taken down if a man grabs me.”
“I see… so, about as strong as Jeanne, then?”
“I’m stronger than that! I can take down monsters!”
Jeanne retorted at Anzalos’s words.
Well, she does have some achievements. Yeah.
“Ho. Don’t be reckless. You can’t afford to get injured.”
”…Well, I wouldn’t exactly go looking for a fight. I can’t fly or jump around like Anzalos.”
“That’s perfect. Jeanne and Peter, I’ll protect them too.”
Anzeros patted Jeanne on the head like a little sister. Though technically, Jeanne was the older one by just a hair.
Next up: Aurora.
Unlike Anzeros, she wasn’t trying too hard.
With the grace of an elven princess, she pinched the hem of her dress and bowed elegantly.
”I am Aurora, daughter of Dior, clan leader of the Azure Clan of Claves. A pleasure to make your acquaintance."
"Well, I reckon you’re a familiar face ‘round here.”
As Irene said, Aurora was well-known even on the counter side.
”Seren told me to take it seriously, even if it’s old news…"
"You’re impressive.”
Seren clapped her hands twice in approval of Aurora.
”How did someone like you end up as my Master’s female slave…?"
"I’m a little curious,” Fennel chimed in.
”Ever since I saw the size of Anz’s heart at first glance…”
Aurora began answering smoothly, but Anzeros grabbed her shoulder.
”You’re skipping over the whole Lucas incident and all that?"
"It’s trivial."
"I think that’s a bit of a stretch. Sure, Anz lost an arm and suffered greatly, but he didn’t actually win…"
"Yes, but Anz truly possessed the heart of a hero, far surpassing his brother!” she declared with a smile.
I had to agree that her insistence was a little strained.
But the counter crew was interested in something else entirely.
”Lost an arm!?"
"M-Master… you lost an arm?! To that Southern Prince?!”
Savory and Oregano were all over it.
…Ah, right. I’d been limping for quite a while, but my leg had healed by the time we got to Elven territory.
”…So he bore such hardship?"
"Uh, I didn’t know… Was that recent?”
That’s right, even Irene and Christy didn’t know.
”Come to think of it, something like that did happen…”
Luna was also troubled. When we first met, I’d used magic for a quick fix so we could still have sex.
I was just now realizing how many members didn’t know about that major injury.
”It was around here on my left leg… a pretty big pinch, the worst I’ve ever faced."
"Even then, Anz fought back! To protect me and Anzeros!” Seren added dreamily. Apple looked intrigued.
“Looks like this one doesn’t know why I’m dragging my feet, huh? Oh well."
"And then Diene-chan tied our feet together, and with the Polorca Spring of Healing, I completely cured you!”
Hilda placed her cup down with a clink and stood up.
”So, as you can see, I’m Hilda, Diene-chan’s big sister and your doctor. I’ve been at the forefront of Southern medicine for hundreds of years, so any injury or illness is fair game! My hobby is… naughty things. Nice to meet you!”
Too honest.
And completely melted into her role as a female slave already.
…Well, I’ve mostly given up on that lately.
Still gotta have a proper talk with her someday.
“Ho. You all probably know this by now, but I’m Laila of the Desert. And I’m Andy Smisson’s pet."
"…Mia. Black Dragon. Me too.”
Laila and Mia, seizing on the stunned silence, quickly finished their introductions.
…Dragons bound by contracts of power shouldn’t be summed up so easily as “pets,” but whatever.
“And I’m a dwarf named Jeanne who birthed Andy’s first child."
"…Luna Basil. …Granddaughter of the leader of the feline demi-human colony Andy occupied."
"Occupied…!?”
The atmosphere was one of “just get it all out at once,” but Luna’s introduction stalled the flow.
By the way, it was Tethys who feigned surprise with perfect timing.
”…Occupied. Andy has a colony full of women who’ve mostly been inseminated by him alone.”
Luna stated calmly, and the room buzzed.
”…So that’s what that place is like…”
Naris buried his face in his hands.
And the girls unfamiliar with the feline colony were filled with unnecessary praise: “As expected.”
“Well, for a pervert of this caliber, it’s not surprising…"
"The heat of feline demi-humans is said to be intense, and he did that to so many…”
Almeida and Christy wore expressions of both awe and dismay.
…It’s an undeniable fact, so I can’t exactly chime in.
But it wasn’t everyone. Just young ones up to their 30s, tops. Too old, and they were out of range.
“Now then, shall we hear from Sharon, the Knight Captain, or Lady Ireina next?”
Tethys tried to smoothly move things along with a smile. But everyone’s gaze stopped him from leading into Sharon or Ireina.
Their eyes were fixed on Tethys and Naris.
”…Eh? What’s up?”
“Ironically, the seating order would allow this to continue as is, but I do find myself concerned for you two,” Ireina explained the meaning of their stares.
“Why you’re here… and also, I’m a little curious about your backgrounds too.”
…To Origanos and the others, they were certainly mysterious figures.
“Eh, um… Naris, go ahead, you’re kind of like a certified member, right?” “Certified member? What’s that even mean!? Ah—forget it… My name’s Naris. I’m from the Southern Great Plains. As for my clan, I really don’t know. The whole forest burned to the ground in the Dragon War when I was a kid.” “That’s…” “But now they could probably look it up down south, right?” Fennel and the others were surprised by Naris’s story. “Even if they did, what good would it do? Knowing my lineage wouldn’t get me any money.” Naris shrugged. …She was joking, but it also looked like a rebellion against the clanism and bloodline-obsessed elf society. For Naris, who had been forced to live a life outside of that system through hardship, regaining her place in a long-vanished clan now wouldn’t mean much… “So, I’m Tethes Maree. I’m from a branch family of the Lenfangus nobility, and I’m actually pretty strong. And just so you know, I don’t have any romantic relationship with Smisson, the Decurion.” Tethes’s light tone blew away the heavy atmosphere. …So, she’s not “Tethes Buster,” but Maree is that kind of character, huh? “Why are you even listening to stories about your master here?” Tethes smiled sweetly… a smile with just a hint of something sinister… in response to Sebory’s question. “Because I think I can hear some interesting stories here!” ”…………Hmph.” Sebory and the others could only look confused, unable to read her intentions. Those who knew Tethes’s true identity as an intelligence agent could only offer a wry smile. Well, from an intelligence agent’s perspective, this would seem like a treasure trove of “interesting stories.” Two dragons, and so many noble children running around… But whether she’d actually find anything interesting remained to be seen. …Even now, the question of why things had turned out this way still occasionally popped into her head.
“From the Kingdom of Renne in Affilm… Almeida, from the Deep Green Clan. Though I’m already excommunicated by my clan… Well, as you can see, I’m a warrior. Don’t expect any interesting comments.” Almeida tapped the floor with his iron staff, intimidating those around him. “Why did you put that collar on in the first place?” Sebory stopped her from cutting it short. Christy and Airena, who were involved, gave wry smiles. Almeida’s face turned red. “What does it matter?” But Serena cautioned him. “Almeida, that’s not good. This is a gathering to get to know each other better, so you shouldn’t hide things just because you’re embarrassed.” ”…………” Almeida made a bitter face. ”…Are you asking me to talk about it? Do you really want to know all about my shameful past, Serena?” “Shameful…?” “Yeah, shameful. It was shameful. I admit that. That’s why I’d rather you didn’t dig into it.” Almeida insisted. But… “If you hate it so much, why don’t you just take the collar off? Andy gives you collars, but he doesn’t force most people to keep wearing them, right?”
Hilda pointed out, “That’s…?”
“What exactly made you decide to accept Andy’s dick? And what made you want to declare it so openly? …Is it strange to question a girl who’s parading around, unapologetically claiming to be Andy’s slutty little slave?”
“Ugh…”
“Just say you were utterly overwhelmed by his cock and lost your mind!”
“You corner me like that and then spill it all!”
Hilda seemed to be gently guiding her, but she was a demon.
Next up was Sharon.
Unlike Almeida, she showed no hesitation whatsoever.
“I am Sharon, of the ruling Arkus family, scion of the glorious lineage. …Mr. Smyson is the one who enlightened me from my ignorance… and on top of that, he repeatedly demonstrated through his actions that I was attractive as a woman. I won’t deny that I expected him to possess the ‘energy and skill to captivate and train women,’ which even the forest whispers about, having actually served so many… but he turned out to be far more generous and wonderful than I imagined! ♪”
Sharon was entranced.
As if taking over where Sharon left off, Christy began her introduction.
“I am Christy, representative of the Cherry Clan’s leader. My first encounter with Mr. Smyson was… an accident involving mistakenly serving him Kanesutsuki grass tea. …Mr. Smyson’s desires and affections—honest to a fault, regardless of someone’s origins—were… well… incredibly pleasurable… ♪”
Christy was equally entranced.
Irina shrugged as she watched the two enraptured women lost in their own worlds.
“A woman whose inner fire takes too long to ignite can be a bit stifling.”
She said it as if it were someone else’s problem.
Everyone almost chuckled and brushed off her teasing, but Christy snapped back quickly.
“Are you the one to say that? To someone who was a 150-year-old virgin!”
“Mug!?!”
That’s when everyone remembered—among this group, Irina was definitely in the older generation.
The only ones certainly older than her were the Dark Elf sisters, Lila, and maybe Christy.
The fact that she was happily sporting a collar made it the perfect “the pot calling the kettle black” moment.
Finally…
“I am Fennel, of the Silver Lineage. …I hope to continue receiving my Master’s favor.”
“M-My name is Golden Oregano! I take joy in being toyed with by my Master, wherever his carnal desires may lead!”
“Oregano, calm down a bit… I’m Golden Savory. Well, if I get trained into having a baby or two, I guess that’s fine.”
”…I’m Rosemary… My Master taught me so many naughty things…”
The four girls introduced themselves.
So many captivating women gathered here, all eagerly anticipating my lecherous desires.
It was an indescribably happy situation, but it also meant a considerable amount of work.
…I only vaguely understood that.
But hey, hesitating in the face of happiness wasn’t in my nature.
There’s no need to reiterate how I plunged headfirst into a decadent winter vacation.