Rosenberg Duchy.
Once known as the second largest territory in the empire, surpassed only by the imperial capital.
The Rosenberg Household was once known as a symbol of progress. Employment was so high that there were always shortages of hands, and no one was ever fired.
One could eat up to 6 times a day just for pleasure.
All the streets were so clean, and the houses of those with fewer resources were the same as those of the rich.
A good place to live, undoubtedly.
But that ended the day the lord of these lands, the duke, fled, leaving a great debt to his family and territory.
The territory, a large part of it, rather, passed into the hands of the imperial capital.
Palace officials imposed extremely high taxes on everyone.
Businesses closed.
Poverty was reflected in the streets.
It was the end of the Rosenberg duchy; people began to call it the new lawless city.
But fortunately, two dukes decided to invest in the ruined territory.
They did it more than anything out of their obligation as aristocrats.
Soiling the name of a duke was unforgivable.
Thanks to them, the Rosenberg duchy barely lives decently.
And where is the family that governs the territory?
"Elize-san, please open your mouth."
The imperial capital, in a large but moderate mansion, lived the remaining members of this family.
The other relatives fled like rats.
"Thank you..."
The one thanking for helping her eat was none other than the villainess, Elize von Rosenberg, the heir daughter of the duchy.
She was still in pajamas despite it being midday.
Her hair was beautiful and light blonde, which shone as if reflecting the sun.
But now it was disheveled, from crying all night.
Her cherry-red eyes showed how much she had suffered.
Yesterday, she was spat on by the words of her fiancé, the third prince.
She felt her heart tear at that moment, but then something unexpected happened. Her only childhood friend, Razel, accompanied by the fourth prince, came to her defense by declaring a duel so he would apologize.
Elize returned home so her mother would know what was going to happen.
But she didn't come alone; she came accompanied by an unexpected person.
"Thank you very much for your help, Lily-san."
The villainess thanked the least expected person for helping her. The protagonist Lily.
A beautiful and pleasant girl, blonde hair like Elize's, but with aquamarine-colored eyes.
Her hair was tied in two ponytails near her neck.
Lily came with Elize because she couldn't walk alone.
She didn't want to leave her alone either.
This was the charm of the protagonist.
"Razel-kun and Prince Cid said they would come today after finding a Pegasus. Don't worry, I'm sure they'll come soon!"
"..."
"Is something wrong?"
Lily asked worriedly. Elize replied.
"No. I was just wondering. Why, after so long, did he finally come to talk to me?"
Lily immediately understood what she meant.
"He told me you two were childhood friends."
"I wouldn't exactly call it that. But we met as children."
"I-I see."
Lily understood why she felt bad.
Her fiancé talked trash about her and also humiliated her.
Lily hated the prince very much for the way he behaved with his fiancée.
What Lily doesn't know is that he took the same attitude when it came to defending her during the game's event.
There was another thing Lily didn't tell Elize. That she was Razel's girlfriend.
She didn't know if revealing the reason why they were together would mean something positive or negative for her state.
But Lily wanted Elize to smile like she did that time in the baths.
A smile of a reliable girl.
Lily thought only one thing.
(Razel-kun, please. Win so that Elize-san can smile again. I don't like seeing her like this.)
While Elize drank her soup from a tray near her bed. Someone knocked on the door.
"Lady Elize. Your guests have arrived."
Lily was happy.
Elize didn't show joy, but Lily tried to make her smile.
Then she helped her change clothes, where Elize reacted at the moment when, unintentionally, Lily touched her breasts.
She did it because she didn't know another girl who also wore a bra of the same size.
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We arrived at the mansion in a limousine.
Of course, Cid paid for the travel expenses.
The Rosenberg substitute mansion is as expected of a small shopping center.
It's very big, but compared to what it once was, it's very small.
I informed the guard who I was; he let me pass.
We walked until we reached the door.
The steps, unlike the other mansion, were only four. It made me a little happy, but at the same time it showed how little money they had.
The door was opened and we observed an old, muscular, and elegant butler receiving us.
"We were waiting for your arrival. Prince Cidfert and..."
(I remember him; long gray hair tied in a bun, a fine mustache like a beard. He's the guy who told me to go take a bath on the day I regained my memories from my previous life.)
"I'm Razel. Nice to meet you."
"Noted. I am Glenn Whiteberg, the head servant and right hand of the duchess."
(It was normal to find people without the surname prefix 'von' in their names.)
(That was because they had already completed the 100 years of service established by the palace to earn their noble title.)
(Families of newly appointed knights or barons were hired by nobles to serve them; of course, these servants would be considered of a very high level.)
(It's something like a manager or supervisor with great power in a company.)
"Please. Come in; the lady is waiting for you."
After entering, I observed the place; it's elegant, but nothing out of this world.
Also, the number of servants is small and there are parts where dust is noticeable or they are closed.
"Excuse me, why are there so few servants? It's a duke's house; the number of servants should be around 200 at least."
Cid asked the old butler curiously; without turning around, he replied.
"That is because many of them are traitors. They swore before the goddess Alexia and the empire to serve this house, but at the first sign of trouble, they fled like rats. The prestigious number 1 house of dukes that once was is now below the worst duke house, the Granville's."
I murmured under my breath.
"The Granville Household, sooner or later I'll have to deal with them."
"Did you say something, Razel?"
Cid asked curiously because he heard me mutter something.
"N-No! I was just wondering where the girls are!"
At that moment, my eyes observed two beauties arriving.
"Razel-kun!"
"..."
Lily and Eli came running towards us in normal girls' clothes.
(How beautiful it was.)
(And by beautiful, I don't just mean their faces.)
(I watched in slow motion thanks to my magical attribute, lightning.)
(How their plump thighs in miniskirts approached.)
(But more than anything, I enjoyed watching their large breasts jump up and down.)
(Without a doubt, beautiful and exuberant teenagers are the best thing about fantasy worlds!)
(Long live large breasts!)
"H-Hello."
I greeted them, showing nervousness because my face was contorting horribly from my dirty thoughts.
Those thoughts were about the two of them doing things between girls.
Things you would normally see in materials not suitable for minors.
"Razel..."
Eli stared at me.
"Uhm... I..."
She seemed to want to say something.
"I'm very sorry, miss, but your mother wishes to speak with them as soon as possible."
"Understood."
The old butler interrupted Eli, guiding me and Cid to a room where we would meet the vile and horrendous woman who partly forced her daughter to make bad decisions that would only bring her suffering.
(Time to confront her.)
◇
"Huh?"
That was me making a stupid face.
"It's a pleasure to meet you, and we're glad you came. I am the duchess and mother of Eli, Barbara von Rosenberg."
"No. The pleasure is ours."
"Please, take a seat."
A beautiful woman received us.
"I'm sorry to bother you; my daughter already told me what happened, but I would like you to tell me yourselves what happened."
(How do I say this without seeming like a desperate virgin despite no longer being one?)
(The woman in front of me.)
(She's a bombshell!)
She wears a beautiful red dress; her manners and appearance are elegant.
Her hair reaches almost to her feet, it's the same color as her daughter's, but it's tied near the end with a large brown bow.
Her eyes are like her daughter's; I finally know who she got them from.
(This is the first time we've met.)
(But I just want to say.)
(Eli. Your mom is the incarnation of sin itself!)
(She's slender, thin, and has long limbs.)
(Her waist is very curvaceous.)
(From her legs, I can deduce the flesh is very meaty and thick.)
(From the silhouette of her hips, I deduce they are wide enough to give birth to an entire baseball team.)
(Going up from that thin and splendid waist, lie two weapons of destructive power.)
(Amy possesses two perfect melons full of love.)
(But this woman possesses something superior to that.)
(Two large, round watermelons!)
(Her chest is so big that she uses a scarf to slightly cover the exuberant and outrageous size.)
(It reminds me a lot of the erotic games that a certain company with a name similar to a pancake makes.)
(To make her even more perfect, her face, which despite showing her age, looks well-preserved and some youthful features are marked on it.)
(She smiles despite everything she's been through, making that mole under her red lips even more sensual.)
(I'm sorry, Eli, but your mom is a woman I would be willing to marry if given the chance.)
(I want to monopolize her!)
(I remember reading that the queen from that strange RPG game had no appearance, just like Eli's mother.)
(But, a developer uploaded a color sketch of what both would look like.)
(It seems both were so beautiful that the game would have risen to R18 just for them.)
(Like me, he belonged to the cult of 'married women are the best'.)
(I thank that person for this.)
(Now with more desire, I must kick the prince's ass. To prevent my childhood friend and her sensual mother with a sinful body from meeting their horrendous end.)
"I understand. So it was the third prince's fault."
"I'm sorry; my stupid half-brother has always been this selfish. But doing this to them is unforgivable. As a member of the imperial family, I beg you to forgive us."
(It seems they both finished talking.)
(I was too excited thinking about what Eli's mom would look like in childish underwear or dressed as a bunny girl.)
"Even so, I don't think you should risk your safety for my daughter. Prince Cidfert, you should know the current situation of our house. So seeking an external fight between two princes is something that would only make us look even more horrible."
She shed a tear. (She didn't want us to get involved even though they are innocent.)
(I can't tolerate this!)
I stood up and grabbed her hands. My face approached hers.
"You're wrong!"
I shouted at her.
(I can't stand seeing a beautiful single mother suffering.)
(My heart wouldn't allow that beautiful face to be stained by sadness.)
"The only culprit here is that stupid third prince. We will win and make him apologize."
"Razel-kun..."
His mother said my name; (I don't remember introducing myself, or maybe Eli or Cid told her about me.)
"Let's go, Cid, we must practice as soon as possible!"
"What's suddenly gotten into you?"
"Nothing!"
I replied that way because I felt the blood in my body gathering in one place.
(The destructive power of a sensual mother is incalculable!)
◇◇◇
It was night at the imperial palace.
A beautiful and large room was the place where two people were.
One of them was sitting, eating sushi while laughing.
"Hahaha, what a funny show."
He was watching television.
Television was possible thanks to the magical power of magic stones.
Its operation is similar to videos shamelessly stored in them.
Every day there is news.
(This was never developed in the game; they only introduced something simple to show how advanced they were.)
The boy next to him served him grape juice.
His features are beautiful and his skin pale; his body is slender but toned; his eyes were a beautiful blue-green.
His hair reached below his shoulders; the color was ash gray. The back middle part was tied in a small braid.
His name was Lambert von Attley, the son of a margrave and also an honorary member of the imperial family and the childhood friend of Prince Regulux.
Regulux von Bryes was the third prince, who was sitting eating sushi.
His features were more beautiful than his older brothers; his hair was blonde, reaching his neck, and his eyes were emerald green.
"Lam, you should sit down and enjoy this with me. It's really funny."
"I'm sorry, but my sense of humor isn't funny. Even if it is for you, nothing makes me laugh."
"You're so serious; you should relax a little."
"I can't. There's always danger near you, and now with this duel."
Regulux made an "oh right" about the duel he had forgotten.
"Well, well, I'll start training tomorrow itself. Happy?"
"I would be once that ridiculousness is over."
Regulux got up from his seat and forced Lambert to sit on a sofa.
He had a secret that no one, not even his best friend, knew.
"Come on, we're not going to lose since there are five of us and two of them."
And that was...
"I'm still waiting for them to come on their knees to tell us they surrender or make some deal to avoid us humiliating them."
That he was a reincarnated person.
"Enjoy the vacation we'll have, because next week, a ducal household, a guy with no name, and a filler prince will be removed from our country."
Said Regulux, smiling.
The countdown for the duel had just begun.