How To Subdue a Masochist Princess

One thing I've recently realized.

It's that sometimes favor can be more burdensome than enemy.

Enemies can be defeated by confronting them head-on, but favor cannot be dealt with in such a simple way.

This is especially true when it comes to affectionate favors from the opposite sex. This is even more true when the target of favor is more than one person.

'Where are you going for so long? You should have told me that a long time ago! Why are you making me worry!'

'Captain. Now, when I don't feel your mana in my lower abdomen, I feel empty. Oh, maybe one more time before I leave...'

As I think back on the things I experienced the day before I left for my mission, this fact hits me hard.

Of course, I'm quite happy about the excessive favor, but at the same time, I can't help but feel a little burdensome.

Suddenly, I remembered the advice my teacher gave me when I first returned to the system after the war.

He said that after staying on the battlefield for a long time, I would feel like a stranger when I returned to society.

At the time, I was enjoying the feeling of liberation, so I tilted my head wondering what he meant, but now I think I know what he meant.

As a grown adult, I feel like I am a teenager now, having such strange worries.

As a result of living a life of fighting happily since I was just starting to grow up, my body has grown strong, but my mental growth has stopped somewhere in the past.

"Huh..."

I let out a sigh filled with complicated feelings and opened up the mission order with the imperial seal.

Now was not the time to be worrying about such things.

Wolfgang von Schwarz, Commander of the Black Lion Knights.

I assign you the following mission.

In the name of His Majesty the Emperor, I command you to subdue the group of subversive elements that threaten the order of the Empire.

The puppet government in the North and the devil worshippers colluded to form an anti-state group, commonly known as 'Eclipse', and their hand is reaching out to the territory of Count Fersen, a loyal subject of the Imperial Family.

The top priority of your mission is to figure out their exact purpose, and if any direct or indirect hostile acts by subversive elements occur during the mission, you must immediately stop them.

In order to ensure the smooth progress of your mission, you may exercise lawful command over the agents of the Counterintelligence Agency and the priests of the Heavenly Church until the end of this mission.

However, this shall be limited to the extent that it does not infringe upon their rights and obligations.

In addition, you are granted the right to arrest and immediately dispose of subversive elements and their collaborators until the end of this mission.

A strange outline and strange authority.

I was worried whether I could really carry out this mission. This was my first time on this kind of mission.

I carefully folded the mission order and put it in my trouser pocket, then looked at the suspicious line behind me.

"Commander… no, Captain. I apologize for asking, but is this really correct?"

The captain of the 100th corps, Royce, who was of the earl family, muttered with a sullen face while wearing a bearskin cloak over his head and holding a double axe in both hands.

The corners of my mouth twitched involuntarily as I saw him dressed in an extremely barbaric manner, the complete opposite of his usual noble and dignified demeanor.

If I said it suited him well, he would definitely be hurt.

I answered with a hardened expression as if I was as reluctant as possible.

"I guess there's nothing I can do. But you'll get used to it soon. Don't worry."

"Understood…"

The 1st Hundredth Captain was not the only one wearing an awkward, even bizarre outfit.

"It's fine to be a mercenary, but do we really have to do this?"

"I guess there's no other way. They say that in order to avoid being identified, we have to look as ridiculous as possible."

The elite of the Black Lion Knights, carefully selected for this mission, were hunched over in their mercenary attire that looked awkward to anyone who saw them.

Even if their attire was a little bizarre, it would be better. How would I feel if I had completely taken off my upper body and put on a lion skin, and even put makeup on my face?

Come to think of it, I wasn't in a position to make fun of the 1st Hundredth Captain's appearance.

After all, I was the one who looked the most hideous.

"Phu, puhu…! You. Weren't you originally a mercenary captain? Or, is your hometown the Southern Great Forest? How can you look so good in that…"

"Shut up, Sir Randolph. No, Randolph. Should I rip that damn mouth off?

I looked at the culprit of all this and muttered as if I was chewing and spitting out a sincere desire.

"Yes! That's it. Man, I just got goosebumps! How about we change our course from now on?"

"It was my fault for believing your boastful words, saying to leave the makeup to me. This time, I will definitely pay you back, so know that."

The whole story was as follows.

The result of the final meeting held before the joint mission between the Knights of the Black Lion, the Imperial Counterintelligence, and the priests and inquisitors of the Celestial Church.

Considering the possibility of the enemy forces identifying our personnel and the overly conspicuous appearance of the personnel, it was decided that this mission would be carried out in disguise.

Since the knights and priests would not be skilled in disguise or acting, it was natural that the Counterintelligence Department, which specialized in that field, would be in charge of preparing the disguise.

The executioner of the Counterintelligence Department, who had agreed to join this mission, Sir Randolph, had pulled such a ridiculous prank.

Seeing that they were taking on the appearance of polite merchants, as they usually did in disguise, made me even more annoyed.

"May the glory of the Celestial be with you. The heavens will surely remember your efforts to purify the evil horde."

"Thank you, priest."

No, please don't remember this appearance.

The priests of the Heavenly Church seemed to have anticipated this kind of thing, as they had prepared a safe disguise of a group of scholars accompanying the procession at the top.

It was my fault for trusting Lord Randolph.

However, as he said, we will be able to avoid being identified and being watched, so I guess it's a blessing in disguise.

Who would see this and think that we are actually honorable knights?

It's already happened. Let's think about it as positively as possible.

Meanwhile, there was the only one of the Black Lion Knights who was given a proper role.

—Suddenly!

It was Vice-Captain Agnes, who was given the role of the apparent leader of this group because her appearance was too striking to be a mercenary.

"Hmm. Mercenary Captain? No… Mercenary Captain. I, I can't get used to this. I have to treat you like a barbarian…"

The vice-captain rolled down the window of the carriage she was riding and called me closer to her.

She looked like a wealthy commoner girl, befitting her role as the daughter of a merchant who had come on her first trip under her father's orders.

"What's going on, employer?"

"Captain, no… I have something I want to talk to you about, so please get in the carriage for a moment. No… Get in."

Deputy-captain Agnes seemed unable to adapt to the role she had been given.

Well, even if it was just acting, she had to treat her superior like a barbarian and treat him like a barbarian overnight. Her hardships must have been enormous.

"Is there a strange feeling growing between the leader of the barbarians and the wealthy commoner girl? Hmm, that's a pretty good picture."

—Pfft!

"Kuh-heh!"

I smacked Lord Randolph in the mouth, who was talking nonsense beside me, faithful to my role as the leader of the barbarians.

It was one of the most common quarrels that the southern mercenaries would immediately punish the central gentlemen who were rude to them with force.

It took a little strength because of the emotion, but the author was quite sturdy, so he should be able to endure this much.

"Oh, my mistake. I got too caught up in my role... Are you okay, merchant?"

"Kuh-keu... Kuh-keu... "

It seemed that his mouth was slightly sunken, but since Cardinal Malleus had assured that he was accompanied by very faithful priests for this mission, there was no need to worry about that much.

Like that, Lord Randolph was carried into a carriage with a bishop-level priest disguised as a professor by the agents of the Counterintelligence Bureau who looked at their superiors with extremely pitiful eyes.

Sometimes, I get confused as to whether that man is a seasoned Counterintelligence Bureau enforcer or just a middle-aged man with a bad temper.

However, even that seemingly sloppy appearance must be nothing more than an act to hide his true self.

For a moment, I almost fell for it. He was someone who should never let his guard down.

"My goodness, did some ogre attack us? We've been completely destroyed."

I ignored the farce unfolding in the distance and boarded the vice-captain's carriage.

"Captain. But you're the head of the cooperative organization… Is it okay for you to treat me like that?"

"It's okay. You're doing that on purpose to show your intimacy. More importantly, don't talk to me during this mission. For the time being, you're my superior."

The deputy leader's appearance, dressed in a simple, not-too-flashy dress that befits her status as the daughter of a superior, is quite new.

The somewhat reserved appearance gives off a different feeling from her lively, casual outfit from last time.

—Rumble!

One minor problem is that her chest keeps shaking every time the carriage rattles.

It's just an ordinary dress, but the person wearing it has such a strong body that it makes me feel dizzy.

I couldn't help but furrow my brow as I watched her. I thought it would be better to just stay in the carriage as much as possible.

"Why, why are you doing that? No… why are you, savage? Aaaah… This is really so embarrassing… "

By the way, we really need to fix the vice-captain's stammering speech.

Normally, there is no subordinate as trustworthy as her. But now, she seems so unsatisfactory.

If you think about it, this expedition is a much more important mission than the previous monster attack. How could it be so shaky from the start?

Of course, I did not give my subordinates any training beforehand, but since they were all just swinging their swords, they seemed to be unable to exert their full strength in this situation.

Even though we can just add force in times of emergency, I am a little worried at this point.

Since we have the most people on our side, according to the order, the command authority is clearly mine.

That means that if this mission is successful, most of the credit will go to me, but if it fails, I will also have to shoulder all the responsibility.

My shoulders are really heavy. However, no matter what, I must do my best to overcome this adversity.

Will this mission… be okay?

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