Volume 4 Chapter 43 The Open Sea*
Edited by: Kanaa-senpai
”＜Is there really no chance we’ll fall off the edge of the world into hell?＞”
Alyona, once a happily married woman but now broken by the hell of slavery, spoke in Rus with complete seriousness, her face pale and shaking as she sat before me. She was a devoted follower of the Orthodox Church and truly believed the world was nothing more than a giant disc. It had been three days since we left the last port, and all that remained in view were the sky and the waves. Given her view of the world, I suppose such fear was only natural.
For the past two days, our cruiser, the Izumo, had been sailing with the western monsoon, cutting a path through the middle of the open sea where not even a single seabird dared to follow. The weather was clear, and despite being in the middle of the ocean, the waves were small, making for a smooth trip.
Lunch was a little late, but the table was finally taken by Alyona, Katarina, Kenze, and Pamela. Usually, their work shifts kept them apart, so this might have been the first time all four were gathered in one place.
”＜If that so-called hell is nice and cool, I wouldn’t mind falling into it,＞”
Pamela, the Elf Mage already seated at the table, muttered, her head resting on the surface. Having grown up in the Great Forest near the frozen north, she was hopelessly weak against the heat.
”You’re a disgrace,” Kenze scolded, biting into a piece of Black Bread soaked in soup.
”My body is delicate, unlike yours, which is as rough as they come,” Pamela replied, spitting out her disdain in the Schweilitz language.
When we were sailing along the coast, we could at least sleep with the cool land breezes at night, but out here on the open sea, the temperature barely dropped even after the sun went down, and the humidity was heavy. While the iron cooled a little after the harsh sun beat down on it all day, it was, at best, only slightly comfortable. I could understand why Pamela was struggling.
The officers’ quarters stayed reasonably comfortable while lying in a hammock, thanks to the crosswinds that entered through the side decks, swept through the corridors, and flowed out the rear windows. The men’s dormitory was also acceptable; with good airflow from port to starboard, the monsoon air carried through. There was a clear difference in wind strength between the bow and the stern, but one could live with it.
However, the women’s dormitory and some of the two-person rooms were located a level below. While they had windows at the back, there was no cross-ventilation, causing the hot, humid air to settle and stay. Because of this, many of the women ended up sleeping on the deck at night.
I thought the male deck crew might complain about them being in the way, but they never said a word—perhaps because the sight of the women in their light clothing was such a reward for their eyes1. In fact, on any given night, one or two couples could be found doing their business right there on the deck, completely unconcerned with who might be watching.
”Alyona, sleep in my room tonight,” Katarina said. It was in the Schweilitz language, but Alyona seemed to understand, giving a nod.
”No, tonight, I will sleep in Larry’s hammock.”
”What are you saying? It’s my turn tonight, isn’t it? Are you saying you’re just going to watch?”
”Don’t worry about it.”
”I can’t just let that happen.”
Ah, so it was Katarina’s night. These four—Alyona, Katarina, Kenze, and Pamela—had worked out a rotation to stay with me one by one.
”Why is that? Katarina, you’re the type who gets excited by being watched, right?”
”Don’t say such stupid things.”
Even with her cruel streak, I wondered if she felt she couldn’t push back too hard against Kenze. Her tone was a little more restrained than it was when she spoke to me.
”I heard you like running through the hallways naked.”
Katarina’s face turned bright red as she glared at me, but I hadn’t told anyone about that. She shook her head wildly, but I didn’t believe her.
”Who did you hear that from?”
I asked Kenze directly, fearing things were about to spiral out of control.
”That girl.”
Kenze pointed to where Kai and Maria were sitting.
”Maria?”
”No, Kai. She said the other day that she saw Katarina come out of the bathroom naked, swaying her hips as she went into your room, and that she heard some very ‘interesting’ sounds coming from inside.”
Ah. So she’d been seen. Well, that couldn’t be helped.
”That piece of shit Dwarf woman,” Katarina muttered, venting her anger at Kai for spreading the rumors. I was safe, at least for now.
”Still, those two. They’re awfully close, aren’t they?” Pamela said, looking tired as if she’d heard the whole thing. It was true, they did seem close. The two of them were always looking at each other, talking, and smiling.
”They’re totally doing it,” I said, agreeing with Kenze. Alyona, who worked in the kitchen, had also mentioned that the two of them often ate together, looking quite happy.
Both of them had high Mana reserves, so it was certain they had strong desires. It was only natural that if they were sparring, things might drift in that direction. As far as I was concerned, Maria was technically the wife of my comrade-in-arms, Thomas. It would leave a bad taste in my mouth if she were with just any man, but knowing it was Kai, I felt reassured—it was just between women. That was fine, right?
The real problem lay elsewhere. The two were being looked at with jealous eyes by the Mages under my command.
”You’ve lost your shine, haven’t you? Before we reached Suez, you were the one who could handle the most Mana.”
She had to go and mention what I was already self-conscious about. The quiet Elf Mage, head of the Engine Department, could handle large amounts of Mana, but the raw quantity was limited. Pamela could heal, but her Mana Quantity was low, and she relied mostly on simple magic—still, she had less Mana than I did. That was why, among the Izumo crew, I had been the top Mage for Simple-type Magic.
Then Maria arrived from Suez, and I was bumped to second. Her Mana Quantity was massive, equal to that of Major Sonya of the Magic Armored Division. I never stood a chance against her from the start.
And after Kai sparred with me, she began to gain control over her Mana. With my encouragement, she started sparring with Maria, and after receiving the same training Maria had gotten from Major Sonya, she was now able to freely control a Mana pool larger than mine. Rumor had it that Kai had even mastered Mind-reading. And just like that, I was pushed out of my second-place spot as well.
Those two might not be able to fly a fixed-wing drone, but Katarina’s piloting skills were far better than mine, and she could even fly twin-engine aircraft that required advanced techniques. The other women in the flight squadron practiced daily, and now I felt there was little difference between them and me, the one who had proposed the idea in the first place.
Those who could store large amounts of Mana in their bodies and control it accordingly were called Mages (though legally speaking, it was different within Schweilitz). In other words, if you had the control, the one with more raw power was ranked higher. Maria and Kai, who were born with more Mana, were simply better Mages than I was.
Before I knew it, I had become like a one-hit comedian, buried and no longer in the spotlight.
”Still, I’m the department head.”
It was an empty protest.
”You know as well as I do that a title isn’t enough to make people follow you,” Pamela said.
”The department heads on this ship are just the Elf Mage from Engine, the old hag from Maintenance, and you, aren’t they?” Katarina added.
”Nothing but a bunch of pains in the ass,” Kenze finished.
I felt like I had just been given my dismissal by Pamela, Katarina, and Kenze. The respectful looks my subordinates had turned toward Maria and Kai earlier—those were the looks they used to give me.
There was no helping it; I would just have to win them over with my personality.
During the day, I had them hoist me up with a rope to check the hull for damage. The ship had been equipped with ramming angles on both the front sides. I said “had been” because shortly after we left Kure, we got into a fight with a longboat, and the right ramming angle was damaged and torn off. I had done emergency repairs, but it had been a while, so I was checking for rust and the like.
The sea was calm, and the wind wasn’t strong. However, the sun was directly overhead. The light was so strong that I felt like I would get blisters if I exposed my skin. I had the male deck crew hold the rope, which I fashioned into a harness to free my hands, and I checked the walls of the ship. Nothing seemed wrong, but I did see barnacle-like organisms attached below the waterline.
I knew it would happen eventually, but it was surprisingly fast.
I also checked to see if the left ramming angle was still usable, moving it from its stored position to the combat-ready state. It could still serve as a weapon against a mid-sized Dhow, but the risk of it being torn off again was high.
I measured the ship’s position around noon today; we were two days away from the cape of the Southern Continent. Once we crossed the open sea, the land ahead was territory of the Amazoness.
We had forty-six dynamite sticks left and five hundred red cartridges for the Coilguns. We also had bows, arrows, and harpoons, but since the enemy would likely number in the thousands, our superior firepower wouldn’t guarantee us any advantage in negotiations. The ramming angle was another possible weapon. If we had to run, it might come in handy if an enemy ship stood in our way. I wanted to end this without using anything, but I wondered what the Captain was planning to do. I had asked several times, but she never gave me an answer.
That night, it took me longer than usual to finish writing in my log. When I went out onto the deck, the heated steel plates had cooled, and the railing felt slightly cold to the touch. Before dinner, I drew some seawater to scrub my body, then wiped off with a little bit of fresh water from the boiler.
I looked up to see the sky full of stars and the full moon showing its face. It was finally July; would this ship ever be able to return to Kure?
When I arrived at the Dining Hall, Kenze was drinking and making noise with the male deck crew. She looked carefree enough. As I ate the same old Black Bread, soup, sauerkraut, and dried mackerel, Kenze sidled up to me.
”It’s my turn tomorrow, you know.”
Was it? That was fine, but what brought that on all of a sudden?
”I’ve started wanting to lay eggs again.”
No way.
”What are you going to do about the water? You needed clean water to raise the larvae, right?”
”According to our lore, seawater works too.”
Kenze said she was willing to bet on it. Her clan had been based in the center of the continent, so they hadn’t had access to seawater. But the Amazoness were originally a people who lived in the sea. They had lived on ships, making their living through trade, piracy, and mercenary work, so there was also lore about raising children at sea.
”They say that eggs laid in seawater grow in seawater until they hatch, and eggs laid in fresh water grow in fresh water until they hatch.”
Kenze said if that was wrong, then so be it.
”If I’m captured by the Nymphai Kingdom, they’ll surely kill me as a traitor.”
Is that so? If that was the case, then asking Major Sonya to let Kenze board the Izumo had been a massive mistake.
”That’s only if I’m captured, of course,” she said, as if reading my thoughts. “But if the Nymphai Kingdom still follows the old laws, the children won’t be killed, they’ll be raised.”
She had told me that before. Kenze was trying to ensure her descendants survived.
”Hey, what happens to the others if they’re captured by the Amazoness?”
”Women are slaves, but Mage women are killed. They’re dangerous.”
The Amazoness possess incredible physical abilities, but they lack the power to manipulate Mana as a species. To them, Mage women are nothing but a threat.
”During mating season, men are squeezed dry of their seed until they die.”
”Wait, Amazoness have male bodies during mating season, right? They even have penises?”
”Of course, it’s mating season.”
She says it casually, but it’s a huge issue.
”So, it’s like two men together, right? The opening during mating season is inside the anus, correct?”
”Yeah, you stick it in the anus. There’s a branching point, so just aim towards the belly.”
I don’t have a taste for that kind of thing, though.
”It’s fine, your face is… More feminine than masculine,” she added.
Just “more feminine”?
”You enjoy being sucked, so sucking someone once would be a good experience for you.”
Please, spare me.
”Let me finish in your mouth.”
You’re going to finish too?
No, my head’s about to explode.
”Don’t worry. The Mage’s men are dangerous; they’ll kill you soon.”
I see, that’s a relief.
It’s nothing.
”But Amazoness can’t read minds, so if you lie well, you can manage. You can do it.”
Really?
No, if I’m caught, it’s straight to that.
No matter what, I can’t get caught.
Besides, I won’t let the Mage’s subordinates or Kenze be killed. Somehow, I’ll return alive.
As I thought this, the kitchen lights went out, and the staff came out, with Alyona among them.
”Alyona, sleep in his room tonight. I’ll sleep in Katarina’s room,” someone instructed.
”But we discussed something different at lunch,” another protested.
”Let them both have some fun together,” the first said, her cheeks flushed.
Keeping Katarina company is exhausting.
But dealing with both Alyona and Katarina at once is unheard of.
They’re both tall with long limbs, and while Katarina has larger breasts, I prefer Alyona’s face.
”Alright, let’s go,” I said, putting my arm around Alyona’s shoulder.
Kenze lightly kicked me. “You’re really annoying,” she muttered.
Was it that annoying?
As we descended the stairs, I moved my hand from her shoulder to her waist. At the landing, I slid it up and squeezed her breasts through her underwear.
”Enough already,” Alyona said, leaning closer.
At the bottom of the stairs, I asked, “Katarina’s a pervert, so you might be surprised, but it’s okay, right?”
”It’s a little scary, but I’m curious,” Alyona replied.
I instinctively hugged and kissed her. Alyona wrapped her arms around my waist and shoulders, pressing her lips and hips against mine, adjusting the angle and moving slightly.
”It’s magnificent,” she whispered as I took a breath.
No one’s ever said that to me before.
Just being held like this feels incredible.
If this continues, I won’t be able to hold back.
”Okay, let’s go,” I said, pulling open the slightly open door.
A thin linen curtain blocked the view from outside. As I moved it aside, Katarina sat in a chair, looking displeased, lit by the Poor Man’s Lamp.
”You’re late,” she complained.
Bang. She slapped my cheek before I could finish.
”Hey, what—”
She slapped the other side.
”I will suck it.” she commanded. She slid from the chair to her knees, reaching for my pants.
As I exposed myself, she immediately took me into her mouth.
I stimulated her with my tongue, lips, and fingers, then held her head, pressing it against my crotch.
Feeling the tip block her throat, I pushed further.
Katarina’s face turned red, then dark red, her veins showing clearly.
Sensing a shaking movement in her arm, I released her. A thick, sticky fluid stretched between us.
”Stand up,” I ordered, grabbing her collar. I forcefully grabbed her breast, pressed her against the wall, and injected Mana into her lower abdomen in pulses.
Her expression shifted from pain to tears. “I’ll play with you, so take it off,” she said, quickly removing her sailor suit.
I ordered Alyona to do the same.
When the two naked women stood side by side, their heights, leg lengths, and waistlines were nearly identical.
Katarina was more full-figured, but Alyona had a slender, appealing body.
”Okay, let’s begin,” I said, embracing them both.
The intoxicating scent of women blended together.
Katarina’s body temperature was slightly higher; Alyona was damp with sweat.
’I don’t like this,’ Katarina’s dissatisfaction came through telepathy.
I couldn’t dismiss her, but her lustful desire was rising.
I deep-kissed Alyona, igniting Katarina’s jealousy.
”Alyona, when was your first time?” I asked.
”Huh?” Alyona responded, out of breath.
Katarina realized my intentions. I’d been channeling Mana into Alyona, enabling her to read minds.
Alyona remembered her wedding night with her secret love.
Katarina, meanwhile, recalled her first time with a childhood friend.
”How many men did you have after that?” I asked.
Katarina, already lost in her memories, didn’t respond.
Alyona’s memories were different. She’d been raped by soldiers, taken as a slave.
Despite the trauma, she discovered pleasure in being desired by many men.
”What are you slacking off for?” I scolded Katarina, who was lost in Alyona’s memories.
I kicked her, pressed my foot against her stomach, and turned her onto her back.
Stomping on her lower abdomen, I transmitted Mana to her uterus, inducing an incredible pleasure.
Her body arched, her breasts swaying.
On the third strike, her consciousness faded.
I grabbed Katarina’s hair, making her stand and get onto the bed.
”Turn your ass upwards,” I ordered, positioning her in a reverse cowgirl stance.
I took out a cast iron funnel and an anal plug, showing them to Alyona.
”Do you know how to use it?” I asked.
She nodded, recalling her time as a slave in Venotia.
”Let’s begin,” I said, embracing them both once
Once, when the younger sibling—who was supposed to pull out right before ejaculating and release it into the sister’s mouth—ended up ejaculating inside Alyona’s anus instead, I slapped the brother who couldn’t hold back, made him put his mouth to her anus to suck it out, and even had him pass it to her mouth to swallow.
Such broken siblings, when their father passed away, were separated and taken in by various relatives.
Alyona, with practiced ease, applied olive oil to the funnel and Katarina’s anus, and after inserting it, slowly poured in the wine2.
She seems to be pouring a lot. Is there some trick to it?
Once she had put enough in, she pulled out the funnel, applied her own saliva to the anal c**k, and while stimulating Katarina’s lower abdomen, pushed it into the anus.
”Skillful.”
After that, I tied Katarina’s upper body in a `taka-kote`, further binding her so as to squeeze her breasts.
I had intended to make her run to the toilet after punishing her with Mana, but perhaps because so much wine had been poured in, she began to whine that her stomach hurt and she couldn’t hold it in while bound like that.
At that time, to increase her sensitivity, she was also wearing a Blindfold.
”＜I will take her.＞” Alyona said, her voice steady and controlled.
If Alyona says so.
Then, she made a loop with the Rope, hung it around Katarina’s neck, and using the excess as a lead, led her to the toilet.
Of course, both were completely naked, and Katarina had her upper body bound and was wearing a Blindfold.
Alyona led the timid, Blindfolded, bound, naked woman away to the toilet, as grandly and nakedly as a master.
Alyona is quite the pervert herself.
From then on, while I e**culated twice into each of them.
She never once let go of the rope around Katarina’s neck, treating her like a dog, ordering her to lick her crotch or inserting fingers. She commanded her to perform deep kisses and to pass on what I had e**culated inside her by mouth-to-mouth.
It seems she has a bit of a strong S-streak. Even though she is usually an obedient Slavery.
Finally, while I was fucking Alyona in the missionary position, I choked her, and even though her head became congested, she seemed to enjoy it quite a bit; she seems to have an M-streak as well.
Well, whatever.
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Translation Notes:
Notes:
• Alyona – A devout Rus Orthodox crew interpreter, whose physical features are used as a comparison for Maria, was happily married before being enslaved by the Hodayn Port Administrator. Retained by Rhein, she appears timid and flustered by the Captain’s orders. However, beneath her submissive exterior lies a latent sadistic streak, capable of clinical cruelty and easy dominance over others.
• Rus – A neighboring power deeply involved in regional politics and mediation, best known for annexing the Kingdom of Larland.
• Al – Alberto (Al), a massive red‑haired man recently wed to Mary, lives near the Dish Basin. He’s a companion of Hans, helping intimidate and rally elders as a villager and leader.
• Izumo – The iron-hulled ship serving as the primary vessel for the protagonist and his crew.
• Katarina – A tall, voluptuous 30-year-old Izumo flight squad leader, Chief Researcher in a sailor uniform, and captive of the narrator. This volatile, telepathic Mage pilots drones under Larry, maintaining military decorum despite an intense, possessive desire to kill him to save him from suffering. While protective of her crew, she pressures Rhein and is the protagonist’s jealous, abusive mistress.
• Pamela – An elderly Elf Mage from the Great Forest, this flirtatious medic and Engine head wears sheer negligee robes and black undergarments. A hygiene team member supposed to be on guard duty, she visits Larry’s quarters. As an authoritative mentor, she joins expeditions, works with Kenze in Rhein’s rotation, and uses native Rus for strategic planning, interrogations, and managing Aljona.
• Kenze – A muscular, dark-skinned Amazoness with short hair and a niqab, this lethal, blunt former Takshurgan operative uses artificial speech while guarding Larry. Rough yet highly observant, the ship crew member reads Rhein, protects allies, and is nursing her daughter Zaboo. Pragmatic about her physiology, she can lay eggs in ceramic jars but fears capture.
• Pam – An escort to the protagonist who is observant and loyal.
• Elf Mage – Elf mage and shut-in engineer who stands watch in the engine department, managing the ship’s boilers. They are highly reclusive, irritable, and fiercely resistant to any orders coming from the Torpedo Department.
• Mage – Elf mage and shut-in engineer who stands watch in the engine department, managing the ship’s boilers. They are highly reclusive, irritable, and fiercely resistant to any orders coming from the Torpedo Department.
• Elf – A reclusive, middle-aged mage who lives as a shut-in aboard the ship, where he tends to the boilers. He uses his own conjured fireballs to generate heat for the vessel and maintains a keen interest in studying the properties of asphalt as a potential fuel source.
• Schweilitz – The kingdom to which the protagonist is forced to return boasts towering academy spires and a full military arsenal—Royal Army troops and elite officers. Its ruler holds a captive the protagonist fears will be executed.
• Ho – Ho is the family name of Oliver, a 17-year-old deck crew member and comrade of the protagonist. As a member of the military unit that defended Garao Village, the young man was ultimately murdered during a night watch, slaughtered alongside Marx-san.
• Larry – Weary and sarcastic, this 16-year-old former reincarnation is a demoted Second Lieutenant, Izumo chief engineer, and Fee Grand Principality founder. Donning a mage robe and coilguns, the pragmatic Mana user reads minds, drains mana, and handles drones despite past-life trauma. Cynical of Maria and the Captain, he mediates crew drama but is often physically restrained for refusing orders.
• Maria – Strikingly beautiful, six-month-pregnant Universal Church bridge mage and Suez crew member who handles her Captain’s dirty work with sadistic precision. Thomas’s widow and daughter of Ifens and Therese, she possesses gorilla strength, lethal combat skills, and massive mana rivaling a Major. Adept in coilguns and interrogation, she uses Princess Nikaure’s memories for intel and holds a grudge against Larry, on whom she exerts significant physical and magical demands.
• Kai – An ash-covered, square-jawed 20-year-old Dwarf Mage with translucent white hands, peerless strength, and unstable mana. A mind-reading combat mentor with a hidden past, she delivers engine coal under Larry and assists with Artillery repairs. Joining Earnest’s party, she teases the protagonist, sparks a romantic betting pool, and eagerly seeks attention from a reluctant Rhein.
• Mar – A battle‑hardened veteran, clad in worn armor, uses door panels as shields and captures enemy crossbows; Larry’s comrade who teases him about his sister‑in‑law’s pampering, known as Martin to his companion Edmond.
• Thomas – Thomas Bauer is a hulking, middle-aged General with a muscular build, reddened face, and scalp burns. Larry’s former comrade and tactical advisor since Schweilitz, he commands 100 Twanste troops alongside Fee and Earnest. Married to Maria, the widow of his subordinate Rhein, he trained local farmers before vanishing in a bridge collapse, prompting Kenze to retrieve him.
• Mana – A non-commissioned officer and liaison who previously had their mana drained by Larry.
• Major – A commanding military officer with a sadistic inclination toward interrogation. She orchestrates the sessions and utilizes Telepathy to coordinate with her subordinates.
• Sonya – A Magic Armored Division Major with past experience commanding Larry, she is a ruthless pragmatist and strategist who commands Golems and the Black Ship while teaching Mana control. Her cautious, contingency-based military planning repeatedly endangers Larry’s life.
• Captain – The middle-aged commanding officer of the Izumo is outwardly calm, experienced, and disengaged, holding traditional beliefs about sea creatures. Beneath this facade, he is a ruthless, pragmatic leader focused on vessel survival. While he rarely reprimands his men, he will execute deserters and readily prioritizes tactical objectives over the safety of his subordinates and civilians.
• Fee – Larry Fee Getys is a 15-year-old reincarnated youth and titular Duke. Pragmatic and telepathic, this sharp-eyed young man leads the Getys household and rules Strock Village alongside Hans, Iffens, Teressa, and their maid Nico. While building a new nation, he enjoys prime whale meat and maintains crucial connections to Adolf and various underground networks.
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