Volume 4 Chapter 33 General Boris
Edited by: Kanaa-senpai
One hour before the hostage exchange negotiation began, the remaining participants arrived by boat from the anchored ship. Before that, I had been flying a [fixed-wing drone]1, scouting the venue—the [Scripture Church]—from the sky.
It was the largest building in the city, situated exactly between the commercial district, where the port was located, and the residential area. Crowned with a distinctive blue dome and surrounded by symmetrical gardens, it was already occupied by groups of what appeared to be Turku soldiers stationed at key positions.
As I slowly orbited and attempted to lower the altitude, I felt a sense of unease regarding the port visible in the corner of my vision.
’What’s wrong?’
Sarah, who was sharing my visual feed, asked via telepathy.
’Just a little something.’
I raised the altitude of the [fixed-wing drone] to get the port back in view, searching for the source of my discomfort.
’Anything weird?’
Sarah kept asking, but I couldn’t provide an answer.
First, my eyes caught the merchant ships leaving the port, presumably prepared for departure. The topography of the Suez Canal was complex, and since almost no ships sailed at night, there shouldn’t have been any incoming vessels this early in the morning.
Small boats were arriving from the lush opposite shore; some were heading toward the anchored ships, while others were unloading crops onto the bank. I could also see other boats fishing off-shore.
I had never seen this scene before, but I didn’t get the feeling that anything was particularly wrong. What had caught my eye?
When I turned my gaze south, a fleet of Chinese-style junk ships was moving south along the shore of the brackish lake, which seemed out of place here. Perhaps they were returning to the east coast of the Central Continent, a journey that would take months. Small boats were approaching them, too, seemingly peddling goods.
Groups of Dhows were also sailing south, a bit further offshore. Even though their short masts were tilted forward, their trapezoidal sails grew narrower toward the front, giving the entire vessel a streamlined appearance.
’That’s enough. I want to see a little more of the [Scripture Church].’
As Sarah said this, I lowered the altitude.
’Maybe it’s just my imagination.’
’I don’t know what’s bothering you, but I heard there’s a lot of ship traffic at this time of day because of the wind.’
A sea breeze, even on a brackish lake? The temperature was certainly rising, and while we were near the water, I could feel the updrafts, which the surrounding birds were also using to their advantage. Since the Turku soldiers weren’t accustomed to |fixed-wing drones| and likely wouldn’t be able to identify it, I lowered the altitude to about fifty meters.
Then, as Sarah directed, I operated the [fixed-wing drone]. I mentally mapped the interior of the [Scripture Church] as I imagined it would look from above. Escape routes, temporary fallback positions, and effective impact points for the self-destructing [fixed-wing drone] in an emergency.
After a few minutes, I gained altitude again and examined the roads. Roads with many people and carriages, roads with few, wide roads, narrow roads. The shortest route to the merchant house. The retreat path if my Artillery Department acted as the rear guard. And routes to the shore where we might be able to recover carriages for “Tsukushi,” which functioned as a landing ship.
Suddenly, I noticed the sweat on Sarah’s hand, which was gripping my wrist, was unusually heavy.
’You okay?’
’Yeah, I hadn’t really slept with a man that much before.’
I raised an eyebrow at that. Hmm? It seemed that behind the stables of a large house we had just passed, there was a man rutting from behind a woman who looked like a maid, her hands pressed against the wall. The man was wearing fine clothes, likely the owner of the house or his son.
I just let it slide, thinking, ‘Doing it at this hour in the morning?’ But given what happened last night, it seemed Sarah had reacted to it.
’I’m going to retrieve the [fixed-wing drone], so let go.’
I pulled away from a slightly aroused Sarah and stood in the center of the garden. I reduced speed, lowered the altitude, and with a final gentle lift, caught the dangerous, dynamite-laden [fixed-wing drone] in my left hand.
Still… I remembered last night.
”You don’t need to hold back at all.”
Under the intense light of the Luminous Magic Iron, the Major sat in a corner of the room at the bar, said that, took out a silver glass, and started pouring wine without asking.
”I’ll have some, too.”
Chulpan also sat on a bar stool, and the two of them began to drink. Was I being ignored? What was I supposed to do?
”What are you doing? Just hurry up and get on with it.”
I had no idea what she meant. Get on with what, exactly?
Sarah Second Lieutenant was fidgeting. Don’t tell me she wanted me to do that right in front of the Major and Chulpan-san.
Come to think of it, back at the Golems Battalion quarters in the Royal Capital, when I was with Louise, the Major and Second Lieutenant Veronia had watched. But back then, the Major and Louise were already in the middle of it, and before I got with Louise, I’d had some minor touching with Second Lieutenant Veronia. It had felt like part of a four-person play, so I’d been able to go with the flow.
But even if they told me, ‘Look, we’re watching, so do it,’ that didn’t mean I could get it up.
”My, my, my. Is the boy embarrassed to be watched by Sarah Second Lieutenant? You were that inexperienced?”
That’s not it.
”It can’t be helped. Chulpan, do you have any olive oil?”
That sounded like a threat—as if to say that if I didn’t listen, they’d tie me up and toy with my anus.
”A-ah, I’ll take them off. I’ll take them off.”
When I had no choice but to start taking off my clothes myself, Sarah Second Lieutenant came over and helped me.
”Sarah Second Lieutenant. The boy loves to have it done with your mouth.”
She really had no problem spilling my sexual habits just like that.
Where did she get it from? She picked at some broiled eel or snake pieces while watching me with a look of amusement. I had heard that Sarah had almost no experience with men, so her actions after stripping me were clumsy.
The two Elf Mages used that as a topic of conversation, drinking while teasing Sarah Second Lieutenant.
It was pathetic. I wanted to be strong. I wanted to beat these demons, but right now, it was one hundred percent impossible. It couldn’t be helped; if it meant not having my anus poked, I couldn’t afford to worry about shame.
When I looked at Sarah Second Lieutenant, despite her being a tough-looking, reliable older sister type when we traveled through Rus together, she was as meek as a virgin when I held her.
If I used Mana-enhanced play here, I didn’t know what they might say later, and I couldn’t risk her becoming like Katarina, whose switch flipped at the slightest stimulation. I sealed my Mana and held Sarah Second Lieutenant.
Even if I sealed it, I couldn’t leave her unserviced. I carefully sucked on her exposed clitoris with varying intensity and inserted my fingers into her v**ina, which felt like it hadn’t been used in a while; it was as tight as a virgin’s. Even her voice was unexpectedly elegant, not the cry of a woman who wore those rattling Pia piercings.
Even in the sixty-nine position, she couldn’t reach for my member, just becoming a shy, stiff fish. It wasn’t a perverted act, just a very standard sexual encounter.
We started with standard missionary, separated halfway through, and finished from behind. Her breasts weren’t very large, so it was hard to see them from that position.
Midway, Sarah’s hands lost their strength; she buried her face in the bed from a crawl, and I finished by grabbing her protruding hips.
In my post-coital daze, I noticed the two Elf Mages were naked. Both had petite, loli-like builds, perhaps because they were young for Elf Mages.
The two of them smiled as they climbed onto the bed. It was a bit frightening.
It was a queen-sized bed in a rich man’s house, but it was a little cramped with four of us.
”You’re quite skilled in bed, aren’t you?”
Chulpan said this as she approached on all fours and looked up at me, then took my still-damp member between her fingers before opening her mouth wide and swallowing it.
’Heh, so you deliberately didn’t use your Mana. Not bad.’
Yeah, well.
Beyond that, the tiny Major was lifting Sarah up and kissing her lightly. Come to think of it, I had read on the internet in my previous life that she was a sadist, but was apparently gentle after she finished her intense torment. I wasn’t sure if that was true or not.
”Boy. Try putting it in me, too.”
I didn’t know why the Major had said that.
”You’re being called.”
Told that by Chulpan, I felt her finger press against my anus.
Eh, right now? I didn’t even think about refusing.
Even as our skin touched and I inserted myself, the Major’s consciousness was shielded against my Mind-reading, so I never found out why she had me do it.
Her tongue was smaller and firmer than I expected. Her n**ples were sensitive, and her clitoris was even more so. But that place wasn’t as tight as Sarah’s.
Consumed by fear, I felt that if I didn’t serve her, I was in danger. But if I clumsily used my Mana, I wouldn’t stand a chance if she retaliated with the Mana she possessed—several times mine.
I spent as much time as I could, serving her with my body and soul, and in the end, I finished inside her as she had wished.
”Having done it with the Major will be a boast for the rest of your life.”
Chulpan is right, but I have a feeling that if I told anyone I’d been with the Major, nobody would ever come near me.
”Oi, what are you spacing out for?”
Before I knew it, Kenze, who had come from the ship, tapped me on the back.
”It’s nothing. More importantly, isn’t it a bit early?”
”Not at all. Everything is on schedule. More importantly, are you okay? Did the Major ravage you?”
Man, I really hate an Amazoness with good intuition.
In the large dining room, we heard from the ship’s crew that they hadn’t been able to identify the Amazoness’s ship. Afterward, Sarah told everyone who had gathered what she had seen with the [fixed-wing drone] and explained the route for the retreat. Just then, Maria, who had been monitoring the Amazoness group last night, returned.
”The Amazoness came from the opposite shore of the brackish lake on barges. There is no girl who matches the description of Rosa.”
What was she saying?
”They are all horseback, passing the port and heading toward the [Scripture Church].”
No, no, no. There should have been people joining from the boats on the way. It had been confirmed that Rosa was kidnapped in the Duke’s estate’s territorial capital, escaped through the Empire of Charle, and made it to the Inland Sea from the Grimaldi Principality. Interrogations had clearly established that about a week ago, Francis, a Barbadia Pirate, had acted as a pilot on the ship carrying a girl thought to be Rosa, and that they had arrived at this port in Suez.
”Since they came from the opposite shore, there is a possibility they headed toward the Amazoness’s Nymphai Kingdom by land,” Group Leader Fredys remarked.
”Don’t panic!”
The Major snapped.
”Change the attendees for the negotiation. Larry, you be the representative. Take Kenze and Maria as guards. That is all.”
I blinked, stunned. Did she just say what I thought she said?
”The rest of you, return to your respective ships. I’m taking the crates containing my Type 98Golems and Sarah’s Type 95 Golems to the Scripture Church. The rest of you, along with the maintenance packs, get them onto the Black Ship.”
The crew members looked on, dumbfounded by the sheer scale of the order.
Some suggested leaving behind at least a small detachment of soldiers, but they were dismissed—labeled dead weight.
”Seriously, I’d really prefer to be heading back to the ship myself,” I muttered, my voice barely audible.
”Boy, come here,” the Major commanded, her tone sharp and military.
As the others got to work, I was called over and given a flurry of instructions.
”Listen well. Carry yourself with arrogance. If you let them swallow you whole, you’ll be killed,” she warned.
He was telling a sixteen-year-old boy to act big? What was this perverted Elf Mage trying to make me do?
After a crash course in how to survive, I was shipped off to the Scripture Church like livestock.2
’Remember: once you come out of the gate, take this horse and ride with Kenze to the harbor,’ she instructed.
She pointed to the horses pulling the carriage carrying the crates of Type 98Golems.
One was a tall, short-haired chestnut with a white blaze on its nose.
The other was a white and gray pinto; Major and Maria would be taking that one.
We disembarked at the gate leading into the grounds of the Scripture Church, where a man of imposing stature awaited us.
”Sonya the Major, I am honored by your presence,” the General stated with a formal bow.
It was the Mamluk General, Boris Niyazov.
He possessed a face that balanced the grim, hardened sharpness of a career soldier with a hidden, surprising softness.
”General, today’s representative isn’t me, but him. His name is Larry von Fee. Do see to it that he doesn’t die,” the Major said coolly.
The General fixed his gaze on me with eyes as innocent as an infant’s.
Right. Please, see to it I don’t die.
”Hoh. A name I feel I’ve heard somewhere before,” he mused.
He said this without ever moving his eyes from my face.
”Could you perhaps be the father of Lord Vook?”
Vook? Who the hell is that? I haven’t the faintest idea.
”You weren’t aware he was born? It’s the son of Ellie Bryachislavichi Fee-sama, the granddaughter of Frontier Count Pugachev.”
Ellie had given birth to a boy.
And to think she had him use my family name.
Maybe she just didn’t want him saddled with a name as troublesome as Bryachislavichi?
”I see. So you are the eccentric who toured the Rus regions ravaged by The Boltechino. Frontier Count Pugachev boasted of it himself: that his granddaughter had birthed the child of the century’s greatest eccentric.”
That fat pig Pugachev—he’d been calling me the century’s greatest eccentric?
Still, I couldn’t help but wonder why this General had any acquaintance with Frontier Count Pugachev.
My curiosity was piqued, but he turned his attention back to the Major.
”The Major, you intend to cause quite the stir. You are a troublesome woman.”
”I have little choice. The Rosa I seek is not here in Suez,” she replied flatly.
The General shot me a look that said, ‘There’s no helping it.’
”Fee-dono. A request, if I may.”
Being addressed by my surname felt fresh.
”What is it?” I asked.
”When you retreat, instruct your guards not to kill any of my men. If anyone dies, I will have no choice but to kill you.”
For the first time, the General’s gaze wasn’t that of a friendly acquaintance, but of a cold-blooded soldier.
The Amazoness are surely seasoned killers, and my bodyguard, Maria, is no amateur either.
The Major swears up and down that I’m safe, but how can I trust her? I was nearly killed by that insane woman already.
If anything, I’ll probably be the first one dead. Kenze, I’m counting on you.
”I will issue strict orders to that effect,” I promised.
I don’t know if I can actually keep that promise, but the sheer pressure radiating from the General left me no room to say anything else.
”Then, this way,” he directed.
In a covered gazebo at the center of the garden sat a group of Amazoness.
Disappointingly, they weren’t in bikini armor.
They wore loose, ankle-cinched harem pants and tunics that covered as much skin as possible, like desert travelers.
They weren’t looking at me or the Major, but at Kenze. They could sense her heritage, clearly.
The Major and Sarah remained behind, leaving the three of us—Kenze, Maria, and me—to enter the Scripture Church.
In the dim center of the dome stood a round table, where five Amazoness already sat waiting.
In the center sat a woman who looked strikingly like Princess Nikaure, with a blue gemstone sparkling at the end of a chain hanging against her forehead.
Next to her was a tall, black-skinned Amazoness. I felt like I’d seen her somewhere, but I couldn’t place it.
The General, acting as our mediator, thanked us for the arduous journey, expressed gratitude to the Turkic Empire for allowing both sides to sit at the table, and introduced the representatives.
The woman with the blue gem was Ade Saba. She was Nikaure’s older sister.
Given her proximity to the throne, they had sent someone of significant standing.
And it seemed she wasn’t happy about it.
”Schweilitz sends a brat like this? General, I cannot accept this. Why hasn’t the commander of the Magic Armored Division, Sonya, come herself?” Ade Saba demanded with a scowl.
Immediately after my introduction, Ade Saba began to complain.
”Please rest assured, Sonya the Major is waiting in the garden,” the General explained.
”Then why—are you saying I’m not worth her time?”
”That is not the case. This man, however, is the founder of the Fee Grand Principality, Larry von Fee-sama.”
That title I thought was useless for anything finally came in handy.
I wasn’t sure if she believed the General, but Ade Saba fell silent and took her seat.
”Very well. I understand you have something to discuss as the representative of the Kingdom of Schweilitz?”
The General nudged me to speak.
”Thank you. Ade Saba-sama, I have a question for you. My student, Rosa Schramm, has already left Suez, has she not?” I asked, keeping my voice steady.
Right. The Major told me not to play games and just get straight to the point, so I complied.
”Hoh. And what if she has?”
”In that case, we will use our latest flagship to pursue, capture, and recover Rosa.”
I stood up as I said it.
”The brat doesn’t seem to realize that if one crosses the brackish lake, one can return home via land (to Nyunpai),” Ade Saba spat out, mocking me.
But I had anticipated that kind of response; the Major had already told me exactly how to counter it.
”Hmph. If we can’t find her, we’ll just turn your capital into a sea of fire,” I declared.
Perhaps she knew of the Black Ship’s firepower, because the Amazoness leader’s face twisted in rage.
Though, that was basically the same as asking her to kill me.
If Kenze and Maria truly protected me with everything they had, there might be a non-zero chance of making it out of this building alive.
It wouldn’t be a high chance, though. Absolutely not. That black-skinned Amazoness looks ridiculously strong.
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Summary:
Larry scouts a hostile location with a drone while grappling with the memory of a humiliating sexual encounter orchestrated by the Major and her subordinates. The reconnaissance mission reveals unexpected details about local ship traffic and logistical routes near the port. The situation takes a chaotic turn when intelligence on the target’s location fails to materialize, forcing the Major to drastically alter the negotiation plans at the final hour.
Larry is thrust into a high-stakes negotiation in Suez, tasked by the Major to act as a stoic representative despite his inner turmoil. He meets General Boris Niyazov, who reveals unexpected knowledge about Larry’s lineage and his connection to the eccentric Count Pugachev. The tension escalates during the summit with Ade Saba, where Larry must threaten a capital city to force cooperation.
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Trivia:
The protagonist uses a [fixed-wing drone] for both aerial reconnaissance and as a potential delivery system for explosive payloads.
The geography of the Suez Canal in this world includes a brackish lake that facilitates complex naval movement.
The sexual encounter with the Major and the others serves as a psychological power play, where the protagonist is stripped of his autonomy and forced into submissive service.
The Major’s decision to change the negotiation team members suggests she perceives a shift in the threat level or believes the previous plan has been compromised.
The General recognizes Larry specifically because of his notoriety as the century’s greatest eccentric.
The Amazoness dress conservatively for desert travel rather than the stereotypical bikini armor often associated with the trope.
Kenze’s presence is noted as significant because the Amazoness recognize her as one of their own.
The Major is intentionally waiting in the garden to exert psychological pressure on the Amazoness negotiators.
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Translation Notes:
Notes:
• Sarah – Disciplined Elf Mage, Second Lieutenant under Sonya. Identifiable by linen-wrapped chest, facial piercings, pointed ears, long dark hair. Former Magic Corps commander partnered with Thomas, traveled with Larry, restrains protagonist Kenze. Controls Type 95 Golems, shares visual data via telepathy, served with him in Rus, deployed to Scripture Church. Meek personality with significant growth.
• Sara – A woman with numerous gold piercings in her ears, eyebrows, and nose, often wearing thick, aggressive makeup. She serves as the Second Lieutenant and Commander of the First Company.
• Major – A commanding military officer with a sadistic inclination toward interrogation. She orchestrates the sessions and utilizes Telepathy to coordinate with her subordinates.
• Chulpan – A short-eared female elf medical mage and tactical leader wearing a lab coat under a mantle. Intelligent yet sadistic, Ferris’s junior disciple manages a field hospital in Baron Ahrens’ territory, famously treating a combat engineer’s traumatic fractures. Using experimental healing telepathy, she cares for orphans Inga and Laima and has a candid, crude bond with the Inspector General.
• Veronia – A blunt, authoritative Second Lieutenant and quartermaster under Major Sonya, this officer is recognizable by her pink-accented uniform. Strict and disciplined, she manages procurement and the Golem operation with tight secrecy, yet is easily flustered by new tech or alcohol. She shares a complex bond with the protagonist, accompanying them until they part ways at the Cain magic school academy.
• Louise – A tall, rugged Jutland-born school principal and shipbuilding manager with short red hair and a guard-like build. This former 101st Golem Battalion Mage Lieutenant piloted a Type 95. Mother to the protagonist’s son and pregnant with his child, she is noted as a potential romantic partner, though their complex connection and her rumored past remain subjects of local gossip.
• Mage – Elf mage and shut-in engineer who stands watch and manages the ship’s boilers.
• Rus – A neighboring power deeply involved in regional politics and mediation, best known for annexing the Kingdom of Larland.
• Katarina – A tall, voluptuous 30-year-old Izumo crew member in a sailor uniform, Larry’s subordinate returned to duty after recovering from severe wounds. This volatile, lecherous Flight Section leader and Chief Researcher is a mana-user with telepathy, a coilgun, and drones. The protagonist’s protective mistress, she shares a strained bond, punched them near death, and Kenze calls her a professor’s sex toy.
• Mana – A non-commissioned officer and liaison who previously had their mana drained by Larry.
• Pia – A Nurnhügel mage in a hooded robe with a bust rivaling the late Henrietta, this heavily pregnant level-3 healer’s assistant pilots golems and drones. Under military protection while seeking legal emancipation from slavery, she is rumored to have a child with the protagonist. Submissive yet cynical, she speaks with archaic authority but fears arrest for her past Haritz escape.
• Kenze – A muscular, dark brown-skinned Amazoness with short hair, a niqab, and slave attire. This former Takshurgan intelligence operative and loyal deck crew member is skilled in scouting and Turku. Speaking with an artificial pattern, she is Larry’s teasing bodyguard alongside the Major, using blinding speed to protect her daughter Zaboo and allies Earnest, Pamela, Marie, Thomas, and Teressa.
• Maria – Thomas’s wife, the second daughter of Ifens and Therese, is a strikingly beautiful Universal Church believer and bridge mage who provides intelligence using Princess Nikaure’s memories. Possessing exceptional mana, lethal combat skills, and gorilla-like strength, she was coerced into the Magic Armored Division after her father’s failed assassination plot, nursing a deep grudge against Larry.
• 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.
• Rosa – A gifted young woman and student of Larry whose abduction from the Duke’s estate in Suez triggers a diplomatic crisis. She becomes the central focus of Larry and the Major’s search efforts amid rising political tensions, and is currently believed to be traveling with the Amazonesses.
• Principal – The mother of Line and the administrative head of the institution. She exercises authoritative control over research assignments and seeks to trade Larry for Ilse Klein due to interpersonal conflicts in her laboratories. The mother of Sabrina and Rhein who intervenes during Rhein’s violent corridor assault to break up the confrontation.
• Francis – A dangerous prisoner with immense mana, this heavily tanned, red-bearded Suez Canal harbor pilot from the Barbadia Pirates wears filthy attire and speaks many dialects. He appears calculating and familiar, secretly plotting to hijack the Izumo. He served as pilot for a vessel carrying a girl believed to be Rosa and provided info about a girl appearing older than the protagonist.
• Charle – A faction captain whose flagship and crew were involved in the conflict. A mercenary captain whose ship was targeted. An individual associated with a group of remnants.
• Fredys – Izumo’s female Engine and deck crew chief manages logistics, negotiations, and strategic briefings while working closely with Roland. An Inland Sea expert, she leads female forces, interprets Turku, and runs betting pools. Forceful yet pragmatic, this professional anchor fiercely defends her subordinates, adopts refined manners around Francis, and is rumored to be a shotacon.
• Larry – A sixteen-year-old protagonist and founder of the Fee Grand Principality, he also serves as the Izumo’s engineer and section chief. Known as the century’s greatest eccentric, he maintains a pragmatic, emotionally detached outlook while navigating high-stakes political negotiations and military operations, utilizing advanced technologies like drones to track the Amazonesses.
• Sonya – A Major in the Magic Armored Division who commands Golems and the Black Ship. She is a ruthless pragmatist and experienced strategist with a history of endangering Larry’s life while coordinating military operations through cautious, contingency-based planning.
• Boris – A Mamluk General under the Turku Empire who acts as a mediator during the negotiations in Suez. He possesses significant military authority, extensive command experience, and a stern demeanor tempered by hidden gentleness.
• 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.
• von – The noble particle ‘von’ indicates high social standing and ancestral roots connected to territorial estates within the Sabaski lineage. It marks the noble bloodline and full names of Annerose von Bülow, Walter von Riedel, and Marc von Harritz, establishing their shared aristocratic identity and familial relationship within the Kingdom.
• 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.
• Bryachislavichi – The family name associated with Prince Igor.
• Frontier – A local noble who governs a territory in the Empire of Rus, possessing sharp diplomatic instincts and a cautious approach to the magical weaponry of his enemies.
• Pugachev – The aging, short, and chubby Frontier Count of Rus is a powerful, politically cunning figure who manages the fortress city of Tsaritsyn with unrefined authority and an oversized crown. Fiercely loyal to the Emperor, he commands a massive military force. He is Igor’s father and grandfather to Ellie’s child, prioritizing imperial protection over independence while masking deep deceitfulness.
• Ellie – Elegant and composed with the refined bearing of a noblewoman, she is the youngest daughter of Duke Igor of Bryachislavichi and granddaughter of Frontier Count Pugachev. Wielding significant political influence, she expertly navigates elite circles with her attentive nature. She is deeply in love with the protagonist, with whom she shares a child.
• Boltechino – An entity that departed from Rus, this explorer traveled to discover a continent that became the birthplace of shipping trade.
• Nikaure – A beautiful Amazoness princess and tribe ambassador with a compact, muscular physique, dark skin, sharp eyes, and a royal blue forehead gemstone. Though she once sought a Black Ship for her people, she now speaks with halting speech and is held captive for a hostage exchange. Her memories help verify maps and sea routes.
• Nika – A fourteen-year-old personal maid to Teressa. Freckled, has wavy bronze hair, flat chest, and prone to mocking Larry. Lady’s maid and cousin to Terese. Educated free person with a prickly personality. Terese’s lady’s maid and cousin. Known for being sharp-tongued toward Larry.
• Saba – A surname belonging to Nikaure.
• Ade – The leader of the Amazoness and the older sister of Princess Nikaure. She is skeptical of the representatives sent by the Kingdom of Schweilitz, possesses a commanding presence, and reacts with visible agitation to threats against her capital.
• 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.
• Kai – A 20-year-old, diminutive Dwarf girl and Engine Department worker under Larry’s supervision. With unstable mana, Mana Pentamers, and superhuman strength, she looks like an ash-covered, square-jawed young man, yet has white, translucent hands. Joining Earnest’s party, she teases the protagonist, makes dramatic apologies, loves tuna cheek, and is the subject of a ship-wide romantic betting pool.
• Mac – A component of the royal lineage, Mac-Morrow.
• Pam – An escort to the protagonist who is observant and loyal.
• Yan – Once a respected Larland General who dismantled its knighthood, this influential warlord now leads a powerful southern bandit army while besieging Trabius. Balancing a ruthless identity with restoration efforts, they navigate complex relationships with former allies, remaining a key political player.
• 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.
• Ed – A lanky refugee youth in simple farmer’s garb, Larry’s close friend and fierce protector is now a Military Academy student making claims about the Poll Tax and mortality. Formerly an associate of Captain Bours, he witnessed the Mauer Village skirmish, fled to Strock Village, and joined the militia to train spear-walls and ambush mercenaries, remembered for his quiet resolve to survive.
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