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Chapter 110

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One night, Lady Yue planned to leave Villendorf and return to her hometown. She wanted to embark on a suicide mission to charge straight into the nomads. I couldn’t idly stand by and let her do so. I held her tight and told her that I wished for her happiness. I wanted her to make this kingdom her new home, raise a child, make a name for herself, and build her new household here. I gave it my all to convince her to stay.

After Lady Yue sobbed and trembled, she gave a small nod against my chest.

“And then?” Catalina asked.

Uh, well, my words kinda worked for and against me. I was glad that Lady Yue had regained her energy; she became eager to rebuild a new household in Villendorf. If she wanted to rebuild her household, she claimed that she needed the blood of an upstanding man. She then stated that she could search all of Villendorf, but she’d never find a man as good as me. Because I’d prevented her death, she declared that I had to see this through—it was my duty to plant my seed within her womb. Admittedly, I felt a little responsible for her. I’d stopped her reckless suicide mission, and her firm words made it difficult to refuse her offer. And so, I sired a child with her, and naturally, the news reached Catalina’s ears.

“Knowing you, I’m guessing that the last part is a bit of an excuse on your part,” Catalina said.

Needless to say, I didn’t hate people from the east like Lady Yue—her low nose bridge and plump physique were right up my alley. To be blunt, I liked beauties with meaty thighs and busty racks. Lady Yue was gorgeous but had a low nose bridge; I loved that sort of physical dissonance more than anything.

Truth be told, I couldn’t deny that I’d happily slept with her, responsibility be damned. I was just lucky that it had happened at all, and I hoped for Catalina’s forgiveness.

“If nothing else, you’re honest, Faust,” Catalina said. “I’ll admit that. There’s no need for lies between two people who are in love.”

She forgave—

“But that aside, I must scold you,” she continued. “There are a lot of things wrong with that story. Why are you so wanton? You’re like the embodiment of lust…”

“I can’t deny it,” I replied.

She ordered me to sit down.

“And that’s just in Villendorf,” she said. “You still have other confessions for me, don’t you?”

“Right, so Anhalt…” I started.

I wanted to claim that I’d had no other choice. Queen Liesenlotte, Princess Anastasia, and Duke Astarte had begun to doubt House Polidoro’s sincerity. They started to cast doubt upon my house, which was passed down to me through the generations.

“I see,” the Anhaltish royals and duke said. “I don’t blame you for leaning toward Villendorf, but we need to see a display of sincerity so that we can be confident you won’t betray Anhalt. Yes, sincerity. You understand what that word implies, don’t you? Your personal feelings aside, you must be able to work honestly and earnestly. I need some sort of leverage to guarantee that you’ll act in good faith.”

None of them beat around the bush; they were as candid as can be. The three each privately invited me to their rooms on separate occasions, all saying the same thing. I couldn’t quite understand what they meant at first, but they told me that as a man, I could only prove myself with my body. With that, they pushed me down in bed. I wondered why they’d go for the body of a hideous man like me, but I answered their calls. I quivered as I used my body for House Polidoro.

“You’re lying! You must be,” Catalina claimed. “I know very well how wanton you are. Ever since our official engagement, you’ve shown how lascivious you can be in bed. I’m well aware of that. I’m certain that you showed no signs of reluctance; you must’ve been elated as you answered their requests. When I went to visit Anhalt the other day, I saw three young kids trotting around in the palace. They bore a striking resemblance to you.”

I couldn’t hide anything from Catalina. That’s right! I happily answered their call! If I were surrounded by three beauties armed with perfect sets of massive melons, I couldn’t refuse. If I’d managed to resist back there, I would no longer have been myself. The balance of power between Anhalt and Villendorf completely slipped my mind as I indulged myself in my good fortune. I just felt lucky to be involved.

My years of devout titty worship paid off. The Boob God gazed down upon me and bestowed me with her good graces. I wished that Catalina would understand and beg for her forgiveness.

“Crouch down,” Catalina ordered. “I’ll punch your face with all my might.”

“Yes, dear,” I replied.

I bent my knees and awaited my punishment. No longer did I look like a noble knight in all my splendor; I’d been reduced to a subject getting scolded by his master. I lowered my posture like I was trying to receive a medal.

“But before you punch me, Catalina, let me say one last thing,” I said.

“And what would that be, Faust?” she asked.

I gazed at the garden of the royal palace. The Minister of War, a lady over a century old, skipped work as she energetically lifted Claudia high in the air under the bright sun. Our daughter was the result of our love and the one who would lead Villendorf’s future.

The Minister of War claimed that she could finally pass on, but she showed no signs of growing weaker or dying of old age. Claudia was a child between Catalina and me. Our daughter was almost blindingly bright; I turned back and spoke of my love.

“Catalina, I love you. That much is true,” I said.

“I believe your words,” she replied. “I told you before. No matter who you hold in your arms or love in the future, as long as you stay by my side and hold my hand in our final moments, I’ll be more than satisfied.”

She whispered the confirmation of her unchanging love into my ear. I swore that I’d love her for the rest of my life. She’d given me my first kiss, and I wished to offer her my limitless love.

“Even so, I must scold you,” Catalina said. “You really are a hopeless man when it comes to logic and reasoning.”

“Well, if you come at me logically, I can’t refute you,” I replied.

Had I been right or wrong? Probably the latter. As a knight, I didn’t want to leave anyone dissatisfied, and I poured my heart and soul into my actions. Every move I made was filled with love! But I’d made one fatal blunder.

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