The Marquis’ Eldest Son’s Lascivious Story

Updated: Jan 21

Quardenze Gardakul.

He was the first male child born to my grandfather Galfis and my grandmother Kasia. He was a little older brother to my father Luke, and from my point of view, he was my uncle.

My uncle was a "respectable aristocrat" with an anecdote that he impregnated three of his maids a month after he met them, and was trusted by his parents as well as his younger brother, who had high hopes for his future.

But my uncle died long before I was born. It is said that it was not an accident or illness, but a conspiracy murder by the hands of the old Voistra.

Incidentally, not only my uncle but also his wife, whom he had just married from the Silopeia family, was killed together with him. Thus, the old Voistra earned the grudges of the families of Quardenze and Silopeia.

And that's about all I know about it, but I have no idea about the details.

If I wanted to find out more about someone on the continent of Luo, I would either have to ask someone or look it up in a book, since there was no such thing as a convenient search site.

At that time, however, my grandmother Kasia was still the head of the Quardenze family, and my uncle Gardakul was just a nobleman's son. His name is rarely found in books.

In a case like this, it is best to hear from others, but unfortunately, the topic of my uncle's death was taboo in the Quardenze family.

"The city of Othelloria is at hand."

My grandfather said in a voice so low that I thought it was coming from the depths of the earth.

The old knight and I waited for him to continue in silence, as if we were in a bind.

"The castle will take shape in the spring. So make sure you're ready, okay?"

It was clear that he was saying it unexpectedly. The old knight seemed to understand this, and thanked my grandfather.

I wondered if it was okay to talk about confidential information to someone from the Empire, but I guess it's okay. No matter how cerebral my grandfather was, he would never make a mistake in war-related matters. I guess he's talking because it's the right thing to do.

I've also written in my notepad that there might be a war against the nobility next year.

If I were to join them in the war, I might have a chance to enjoy the princesses of the dukes and other noble families.

There are several ways to treat the princesses of destroyed noble families, and one of them is to spend the rest of their lives as cum dumpsters.

Slightly excited, my grandfather continued in a tone that maintained his tension.

"Twenty years..."

That was the time since he had started picking fights with the Imperial nobility.

"It's been twenty years since I left Quardenze in the hands of Luke. I have come ...... this far. I'm not sure what to make of it."

"Yes. I never imagined that I would be able to come this far in such a short time, when I heard of Master Galfis' decision that day."

"I'm not the only one. I've been thinking about it for a while. I'm not sure I'd have thought of that. I have had many miscalculations."

I know very well that my father adored my uncle Gardakul. It seems that my grandfather intended to spend the rest of his life laying the groundwork for revenge for my father.

While I was thinking about this, my grandfather came up to me and gently patted my head.

"Wilk. I owe it all to you.

"Yes?"

Seeing my confusion, the old knight opened his mouth.

"I've heard that it was Master Wilk who turned New Nellie silk into an industry. Silk is very popular in the Empire, but it is hard to come by. By lending New Nellie silk, I was able to secretly win over some of the nobility."

Silk is considered a luxury item because of its texture and beauty, and wearing a dress made of it is a status as an aristocrat.

However, the silk produced in the Mamshred Federation is not something that can be easily purchased by simply piling up gold coins. There are a limited number of them, so you need to have connections with merchants who deal in them.

The Black Desert, the largest desert on the continent, stretches between the Mamshred Federation and the Zinkhaen Empire, so if you wanted to transport silk, you would have to make a very large detour. Therefore, the silk merchants sell most of the imported silk within the Kingdom of Levios.

In order to obtain a large amount of silk, it would inevitably require a huge amount of money and the intercession of the kingdom's nobles, so it seems that the imperial nobility was clearly divided into two factions: those who could buy silk and those who could not.

However, I had suddenly made New Nellie silk I had made. Although it is not pure white silk, which is the highest quality, demand for it is still very high.

According to the old knight, by offering the silk trade to some of the opportunistic Imperial nobles, he was able to turn them into advocates of the Quardenze family or move them to complete neutrality.

The silk was just an experiment I made that I abandoned, but my father seems to have used it as a behind the scenes, as the nobleman he was.

"There's the silk, but there's more. Then there's the healing, there's the war, and lately, there's Nambonan City."

According to my grandfather, some of the money I earned was used to pay for the war, and my powerful healing magic kept the number of magical troops from dwindling.

After the war, Nambonan City seems to have become very supportive of my grandfather, and the construction of the castle is progressing efficiently.

"Is that so? I'm glad to hear that I'm helping you avenge uncle's death."

I hadn't really been involved in my grandfather's imperial invasion, so it was good to learn about that aspect of his life. I'll try to do more to help.

It's better to have a clear enemy dealt with while my grandfather is still alive, so that it will be easier for me when I take over the Quardenze family in the future.

"Oh, by the way, Master Wilk has never met Master Gardakul, has he?"

"Yes, I've never met him."

When I was talking about this with the old knight, my grandfather chuckled.

"It's funny how similar your behaviors are, even though you've never even spoken to Gardakul."

"Gardakul? By behavior you mean...?"

"Yes."

I guess my uncle's love of sex is really rare, because that's all I hear about him.

My grandson loves sex! I can't imagine my grandfather boasting that his grandson loves sex! I wish I could get used to this feeling, but I still feel a gap.

"If that's the case, then the Quardenze army will be safe in the future."

The Quardenze army is strong.

There are several reasons for this strength, but the biggest reason is that there are many soldiers with magical powers and followers.

Even though it is an army, it is mostly made up of commoners who have no magical power. I would say that less than 1% of the army is made up of mages.

These few mages are useful in any kind of operation.

They can be used for alerting with detection magic, healing wounded soldiers with healing magic, and strengthening commoner troops with magic for an assault if they are on the front line.

If soldiers without magic power are rats, their mages are cats. It would be like a human with a bow and spear challenging a main battle tank.

In short, just by adding one more mage to the army, the range of tactics would suddenly increase.

The reason why there are so many mages in the army of Quardenze, is because they are the children left behind by my uncle.

My uncle had a history of eating not only the daughters of knightly families, but also the daughters of commoners in his domain. That's why there are many children with magical powers born here and there in the Quardenze territory.

My grandfather hired the children of my uncle as military officers and warriors, and gave them special training to build an imperial invasion force.

"In that sense, Wilk will make things easier for us. We were going to have a hard time governing because our territory was too spread out. Fufufu."

The expansion of one's territory is good, but it is a concern due the lack of people.

Unlike Earth, we can't leave our territories unattended just because we can't manage them. This is because it would become a source of mature demonic beasts.

It is said that land contaminated by mature monsters will not even grow grass for several years, and will not be restored for several years to several decades, or even 100 to 200 years if the contamination is severe.

Land management is the most important job for nobles. If they are sloppy, they will be underestimated by other families.

Incidentally, the mature demonic beast that came to New Nellie City the other day was defeated in its early stages, and the pollution is mild. It will probably be gone within a few years.

"What do you think? Have you found a knight's daughter you like? Don't be shy, I will do as Wilk wishes."

I smiled vaguely at my grandfather, who chuckled.

I'm not sure I'm familiar enough with the continent yet to be able to smile and say that I was having sex with Odie, the daughter of a knightly family, last night.

"I envy you. There is a shortage of cousin's children everywhere right now."

The hardships of securing a child with magical powers seem to be the same in both kingdoms and empires. I'm not sure what to make of it.

What if he asks me to give him my sperm?

"Master Wilk, if you don't mind me asking, what kind of women do you prefer?"

"I'm not sure if he's like Luke, but he like older women. In Nambonan City, I believe it's ......."

For some reason, it was my grandfather who answered my question.

I don't know who told him this, but he spoke eloquently and in strange detail about Anna's and Kohli's physical characteristics, just like a grandfather who wants to show off his grandchildren.

"...so you like older women?"

"Well, that's not it. It doesn't matter at all if it's a ...... beautiful woman, even if she's younger."

The old knight nodded in a slightly implicated tone.

As for me, if she has a lovely face or a beautiful figure, she is always a perfect welcome for my dick.