"I still underestimated how enthusiastic people in this world could be!"
That was Riezel's first thought after hearing the conversation between Merlot and Naisha.
Looking at Merlot sitting obediently across from him, acting like a proper lady as though she had not just said anything at all, Riezel truly had not expected the Empire's Crown Princess to be so... blatant.
Riezel had thought that kind of beautiful-girl-throwing-herself-at-you plot only existed in novels, and only happened to protagonists.
Yet this time, he had not only enjoyed the comprehensive personal service of two Nymph Maidens, but also received protagonist treatment.
Jelinae and Silune, who stood behind Riezel with only two alluring layers of gauze draped over their bodies, leaving their fiery figures nearly fully exposed, did not find it strange at all.
They had long seen that this Crown Princess was just like them—she had come for their master himself.
They wanted to help Riezel grow, and they wanted to bear his children, leaving his bloodline behind.
This noble Crown Princess was birds of a feather with them. No one had any right to mock the other.
And so... a world was born where only Her Holiness the Pope had her mentality thrown out of balance.
"Sir, seeing as someone here shamelessly covets your chastity, I, Naisha, strongly demand that you drive all these people away from your side. The Holy Sword Church alone is enough to protect your safety!"
Perhaps she was truly too angry, because Naisha actually said something like that to Riezel, leaving him at a loss for words.
Chastity?
I have chastity my ass!
The Little Princess took that from me long ago, okay?
"How can you say that, Your Holiness?" Merlot refused to let it go, saying bluntly, "Love between men and women is perfectly normal, isn't