Under the skirt? During the first playthrough, some such companions hid weapons under their skirts, but the imperial princess wasn’t a warrior. Due to her high level, her health and stamina were high, but she still couldn’t handle even a petty thief. Then, there must be a few options left.

  Underwear, Adult toy A, Adult toy B, Adult toy C.

  “Thief E. I ask to make sure. What you saw under the skirt of the emperor’s daughter wasn’t socks or shoes?”


  “No.”


  After listening to Thief E’s answer, I decided what to do today. Anyway, I was going to work on the Training skill, which I couldn’t improve in any way.

  ”I’ll give you a new assignment.”


  “What is it?” Asked the representative of the dummies, Lanuvel. I pointed to the green dragon.

  ”We need to raise Green Cake into the strongest dragon! Take it and go to the nearest dungeon. If you don’t know where it is, I’ll show you. I know many dangerous places where you can easily die. What do you think? If you don’t like it, feel free to challenge me.”


  ”No!”


  Earlier on the map of the Holy Empire, I had marked some places with red dots. Starting from the palace, they continued like a train route. Those red dots were the location of the dungeons, and the line was the queue for passing these dungeons. You could call this the route of optimal growth. However, there were no such pointers in my first playthrough.

  Sometimes I entered the dungeons by accident, and because everything was too easy, I wasted time there, and in some places, it was so dangerous that I was on the verge of death. Well, now it was no different from a computer game. If you couldn’t pass even like this, then you weren’t worthy of being called a human.

  ”If there are no questions, go.”


  “Greee…”


  However, Green Cake froze in place and looked at Saint H. By the sounds he made and his tear-stained eyes, one could easily guess what the matter was. How could a dragon who would become the second King Dragon of Oblivion be so pathetic?

  ”Master. Can I join too? If suddenly Green Cake dies, I can resurrect him.”


  “Hmm…that makes sense.”


  Saint H was right. If the dragon that I had been raising died suddenly, all my efforts would go to waste.

  ”Go with them.”


  ”Yes, Master. Did you hear? Green Cake, let’s go.”


  “Greee~!”


  I added Saint H to the dummies that were helping the growth of Green Cake. Then I would lose the Infinity skill, but there were now few who could pose a serious threat on the continents of Fantasy.

  Sealing skills. Of course, I would become weaker and put myself at risk, but from a broader perspective, this wasn’t a bad choice. You couldn’t be full with just one spoon. I was slowly becoming independent from the skills of the fantasy world, dreaming of the day when I could become completely independent of them.

  “Good! Then I…”


  There was no time to hesitate because I couldn’t feel the Chaos Artifact’s presence. Only by touching it could I understand whether it was an artifact or not. Therefore, I needed to meet with the emperor’s daughter right now. I didn’t want to dig into the princess’s closet like a pervert, so there was nothing to do but approach her until she had changed into other underwear.

  I went after her, and it wasn’t difficult to find her. It was less here, but spirits existed everywhere. I could simply ask them. If they charged too high a price, I thought I would simply destroy them, but as a member of the Natural Human race, I received the protection of spirits, so they were friendly to me, unlike the villagers, who were friendly only to the Hero who had money.

  Soon, the Spirits of the Earth said that the princess was in her chambers. Honestly, I could’ve asked anyone who works on these properties. She stood out far too much.

  “Hero, what are you doing here…?”


  At the entrance to the chambers of the emperor’s daughter stood a beautiful maid. In appearance, she was just a weak woman of thirty years, but in fact, she was a person close to the emperor’s daughter as well as the knight accompanying her.

  ? Race: Human

  ? Level: 296

  ? Specialization: Maid (Master → Charisma ↑)

  ? Skills: Enemy Detection A, Fencing B, Fortitude C, Endurance C, Housework C …


  ? Condition: Waiting

  She was truly devoted to the emperor’s daughter, but this was my first time seeing her. During the first playthrough, when I met the princess, this woman was already dead. This maid helped the emperor’s daughter escape, and she remained to fight to the end, which was why she died. I learned this from a drunken princess.

  “I want to meet with the princess.”


  “You have no appointment, do you?”


  “No.”


  “Huhu! I thought so. Otherwise, the princess would be buzzing all over my ears. Wait a minute.”


  Ring.

  Smiling, the maid pulled the string of the bell installed next to the door. And after a few seconds, the bell began to tremble as the princess pulled the thread from her room. After receiving permission, the maid opened the door and entered.

  A few seconds later, only her head appeared from behind the door, and the girl began to speak in a guilty voice.

  “Hero. Can you wait for a little? The princess asked for some time to get ready. But she asked me to convey that it wouldn’t belong.”


  “…Is she changing?”


  If she changed her underwear, things would only get more complicated, so, knowing that I was breaking the rules of etiquette, I asked this. Startled, the maid shook her head.

  “Then I’ll wait.”


  “Thank you for understanding.”


  Indeed, after a short amount of time, I was able to go inside. These were too dull chambers for the royal family, but everything in the room was neatly furnished, like in the office of an ordinary aristocrat. The interior and flower pots showed a women’s room, but the documents and a fountain pen accumulated on the table didn’t quite fit the aesthetic.

  The Emperor’s daughter didn’t sit at the table. Instead, she had quietly settled on the sofa next to the table.

  “Do you drink in broad daylight?”


  “Sorry to appear before you in this form, Hero,” said the slight princess. I looked at her outfit. She said that she needed time, but her outfit hadn’t changed. Only one thing was alarming: a faint smell emanated from the censer in the corner. A demonic flower was being burned. If you used it right and left, then Dark Energy would accumulate in the body. Because of this, it was sold dearly, but aristocrats with money used it for other purposes.

  Like as an aphrodisiac so that everything went smoothly at night. The Dark Energy that you breathed in partially increased stamina. This power was used by old men of the royal family of aristocrats who lost their descendants on the battlefield and tried to squeeze out at least something to have children. I had used this flower several times, so I knew the effect very well.

  If before you were only enough for three visits, then thanks to the flower’s demonic power, that number increased to ten.

  ”Everything is fine. Moreover, since you’re drinking, I have something for you.”


  It was truly a shame to bribe her with this, but I decided to open the high-quality fruit vodka hidden in play 8 when I was emperor. I immediately pulled it out of the storage skill.

  “It’s…vodka from the northern continent.”


  ”Do you know about it?”


  ”Yes. They say that girls get drunk from the sweet taste, and in the morning, when they wake up, they become pregnant…this is a very rare alcoholic drink. Sorry, I don’t know his name, but some prince of the northern continent once suggested this to me, so I remembered the design of the bottle.”


  Because of some prince of the northern continent, my intentions were revealed. I didn’t even think about making a junior Kang Han Soo with this vile fox, but I just wanted to water her until she fell asleep. Then I could take off her underwear legally(?).

  Even if you were caught and immediately abandoned your intentions, you wouldn’t be considered a man. I stood firm.

  ”Princess. Would you like to have a drink with me?”


  ”I…”


  *

  It was a funeral. Not at a divine temple, as in the fantasy world, but in an austere modern burial house, as on Earth. And it is in this place…


  The First Hero cried like a small child. Opening the lid of the coffin, he saw the corpse of a girl with closed eyes. Behind the Hero, who was crying on his knees in front of the coffin, were quiet beauties with irritated faces. Their expressions clearly said: “She’s already dead; why are we wasting our time here?”


  However, as soon as the Hero stood up, these emotions disappeared from their faces, changing their expressions to grim. One of the beauties spoke to the Hero.

  “Dear. No need to be so worried. After all, you have me.”


  “And me.”


  “And don’t forget me.”


  Other beauties also chimed in.

  “Thank you…”


  The First Hero squeezed out of himself and, turning, looked at the coffin again. Then he asked the girl who was about to close the lid of the coffin a question.

  “Can’t you resurrect her with the help of the Saint?”


  “Even if you were to ask several times, the answer will not change. My little sister’s soul is too weak to be resurrected. It is a miracle that we were able to recover her body, which was severely mutilated due to torture.”


  “Torture! For what?! What did my wife do?!”


  Hwaruu-!

  In the body of the Hero, who cried out in anger, purple energy seethed. I couldn’t feel this energy, but the beauties around were unable to withstand it, falling to their knees with pale faces.

  Flop, flop…


  The hero lifted his power when they all collapsed. Soon the First Hero calmed down and continued.

  “Excuse me… leave me alone.”


  Having recovered, the beauties meekly left. As soon as they turned their backs, their facial expressions changed to joyful that everything was finally over. Then…


  “Except you, Scioscia…” called the First Hero to the last girl who was about to leave.

  Scioscia. This wasn’t another person with the same name. This was the Demon Lord’s daughter. She hadn’t changed a bit since I saw her in Play 6; only her outfit was old-fashioned.

  “Why me?” Scioscia asked with a frown.

  “Because you are not my wife.”


  “What’s the difference? Ah! The seat is empty, so you want to put me there? Dream on. Unless you want to remain a eunuch for life.”


  “Scioscia…”


  “Hey. Don’t waste time and get down to business.”


  Her expression became obvious.

  “I truly loved her. Unlike my other wives, who put their reputation first, she did whatever cosplay I asked for. And with this garter belt too.”


  The First Hero cried again, looking at the mentioned thing in his hand. Pressing her temples, Scioscia responded.

  “And how could dad lose to such an idiot…or is he no different? And why are you telling me this?”


  “Can’t she be saved?”


  “Ha! What? Do you want to borrow the Demon Lord’s power?

  “Yes,” the First Hero replied seriously.

  “This isn’t what the just First Hero, whom everyone calls the strongest, and who also killed the Demon Lord Pedonar, should say. But that’s why humans are such interesting creatures. Perhaps, combining the greatest number of qualities in comparison with other races…”


  “Just tell me the way.”


  “Tsk! I don’t like you. This garter belt is in your hand, isn’t that your dead wife’s thing?”


  “That’s right. She always wore it for my sake ever since we started dating…” Answered the Hero sadly.

  The demon then answered meanly to the desperate hero. “Then you cannot say that she cannot be saved. The saint said that she couldn’t be resurrected due to a lack of soul, but even in the things that we often use, there is a part of the soul. With the help of Dark Energy, you can infuse life into this thing. If it doesn’t work, then at least you can say goodbye. Or ask the identity of the one who subjected your wife to such torture? Huhu ~”


  *

  I opened my eyes because of the sun rays streaming through the curtains. Buried in my chest, the naked daughter of the emperor was sleeping. She was lying face down because of her bruised ass. Even the slightest touch hurt her, so she didn’t even cover herself with the blanket.

  “Oh, right…”


  The events of the previous night played back like a recorded video in my head. The drunken princess was the first to say that she was hot and began to undress, and I, not at a loss, climbed under her skirt. And here was my loot.

  In my left hand, I had the imperial princess’ garter belt.