Volume 4 Chapter 39 Interrogation
Edited by: Kanaa-senpai
The meeting concluded on a rather sour note, and when I finally made it back to my quarters, Pamela was waiting for me.1
”Just what on earth is that girl?”
I had brought Alyona back with me because she had nowhere else to go, and I’d been tasked with keeping an eye on her in my own room. She was dressed in an outfit that was quite scant and sensual—the sort of thing you might expect to see on a belly dancer.
”And here I thought I’d bought myself something worthwhile.”
Pamela spoke with a tone of profound disappointment. She was done up in black undergarments paired with a sheer, neglige-style robe—a look that would be painfully embarrassing on a loli-type frame—and she was idly pinching the hem, fluttering it about as if to showcase the ensemble. It seemed that when I’d gone to the market, she’d gone ahead and picked up these clothes for herself. To top it off, she was wearing perfume, and she smelled lovely.
It appeared that I had walked in on her when she was fully prepared to perform, only to arrive with Alyona with her.
”I expect an explanation.”
Well, she didn’t have to ask twice.
I told her about visiting the Port Administrator’s estate, how this girl was assigned to me as a Russian-speaking interpreter, and how she was given to me as a gift for the Poor Man’s Lamp.
”She ain’t some stray dog or cat, you know.”
Pamela was right, of course.
”And did Katarina and Kenze accept this?”
Katarina was on duty up on the bridge, and Kenze had been drinking with the deck crew right next to where we were holding the meeting. Kenze had likely noticed, but she might have been watching the situation. Even after the meeting concluded, she hadn’t come to ask me about it.
Upon hearing this, Pamela remarked—with the detachment of a bystander—that convincing Katarina would be a massive headache. She then beckoned Alyona to sit beside her on the bed, addressing the girl in Russian.
”＜The Elf Mage-sama speaks Russian, I see.＞”
Seeing someone who could speak her native tongue like a local, Alyona’s defenses crumbled instantly.
When Pamela asked about her background, the girl poured it all out. She was born on the northern coast of the Turkish Sea, in a family of timber merchants who traded with the Imperial Capital of the old East Room Empire, Byzantium. Her father, a second son, had started a business in Byzantium and moved the family there. In her late teens, she married a promising young man who worked at the shop. They never had children, but they lived a happy life.
Then, the Fourth Martyr Army descended. Her husband went missing, their home was looted and burned, and she was abducted. After being used as a toy for the soldiers, she was taken to the Republic of Venotia and cast into slavery. When the first construction foreman who bought her in Venotia passed away, she was sold to a merchant in Suez, auctioned off at the Hodayn Port slave market, and purchased by the Port Administrator, who made her a lady-in-waiting to his second wife.
”＜If you were only a bit younger, you could have entered the harem of a Turku noble.＞”
As Pamela noted, a closer look at her face revealed refined features.
Long lashes, deep, mesmerizing light-brown eyes, a straight bridge of the nose, and thin, slightly chapped, small lips. Her mouth was set with a sharp firmness, and her jawline was clean. She looked a bit tired, but the fine texture of her skin was natural. Her breasts weren’t as substantial as Kenze’s or Katarina’s, but they looked well-shaped.
Had she been younger, in a culture like Turku’s where it was common to welcome slaves as wives, there was every chance a decent noble would have taken her in.
She was thirty-one years old—the same age as Katarina. Because there were Mages in Venotia, she hadn’t been able to lie about her age there, but when she was sold in Suez, she was listed as twenty-eight, and the Port Administrator here had been suspicious enough of that to haggle the price down.
”＜So, you have become this one’s slave, have you?＞”
Pamela pressed her on the point as if it were a matter of course. Alyona answered with a quiet, “＜Da (yes).＞”
”＜You understand that you can be made to do anything?＞”
What was she talking about? But before Alyona could answer “＜Da (yes)＞” again, she darted a fleeting glance toward me with those light-brown eyes.
”＜Well? What are you expecting?＞”
Pamela hadn’t asked me; she had asked Alyona. The girl hung her head. Was it just my imagination, or was she blushing?
”＜I am going to tell you something important about living as this one’s slave from here on out.＞”
Hm? Everything seemed fine, so what on earth could she be talking about?
”＜This ship is full of this one’s women.＞”
She was really going to list them? The previous master had kept many women he’d slept with, sure, but on this ship, she started counting off Kenze the Amazoness, flight squad leader Katarina, Kai the Dwarf, Chief Bebel, and even Medical Mage Nikole.
”＜And this is a warship. These are women who can kill without a single twitch of an eyebrow.＞”
That was a bit harsh, but she was right—making Kenze angry was definitely dangerous.
”＜Do you understand what that means?＞”
Alyona looked at Pamela with a terrified expression.
”＜Listen well. You must always be careful. The most vicious person on this ship is Kenze. She is an Amazoness tribe member, and she is a master of the art of killing.＞”
It was a cruel thing to say, but there was no doubt that crossing Kenze was lethal.
”＜Next is Katarina. She is a perverted Mage with a intense streak of jealousy.＞”
It was so incredibly accurate that I couldn’t help but nod.
”＜There are others, like Chief Bebel, who survived death with him during the Larland Independence War, Kai, the Dwarf woman with peerless strength, and Nikole, who used to sell her body at a shady shop.＞”
When they were all listed out like that, it made me look like I only spent time with dangerous women. The threats were so heavy that Alyona was looking at Pamela as if clinging to a lifeline.
”＜You must be particularly careful of Kenze and Katarina. Those two are bi—bisexual. Do you understand what I am telling you?＞”
Alyona looked blank.
”＜I mean that to survive, you must provide sexual services to these two as well.＞”
Hearing that, Alyona was clearly shaken. Even as a slave, had she never been expected to perform such acts?
In Kenze’s case, since Amazonesses have male bodies when they are young, could you even call her bi? And was Katarina really bi?
”＜Can you do it?＞”
The Russian slave nodded, trembling.
”＜Then, let’s have a demonstration.＞”
To my surprise, Pamela stood up and, without removing the sheer neglige, took off her panties. Watching Alyona’s agitation, I felt a slight stirring of arousal myself.
Pamela ordered the Russian woman to sit on the floor, then sat on the edge of the bed and spread her legs wide.
”＜If you are a woman too, you should know how to please another. Do it with your tongue, not your hands.＞”
Was Pamela just doing this because she wanted to, using Kenze and Katarina as an excuse? She’d been in a lesbian relationship with Henrietta-san for a long time, after all.
”Come here and sit.”
She patted the spot where Alyona had been sitting. When I took my seat, she commanded Alyona in Russian to begin, even though the girl still seemed undecided.
’I’m going to interrogate her.’
Huh? I tried to ask what she meant, but Alyona’s tongue had already touched Pamela’s clitoris, and Pamela’s consciousness was clouded.
An interrogation here meant that a Mage with a Mana manipulation level of 3 would attune to the opponent’s Mana to read their consciousness. However, if the opponent had a Mana manipulation level of 2 or lower, they didn’t possess enough Mana to sync with, so it required force-injecting one’s own Mana into them.
’What are you dithering about? Squeeze her breasts or something and inject your Mana.’
Pamela, having regained her composure even while being licked, spoke up. Understood. I moved behind Alyona, embraced her, and shoved up her bra-like undergarment to grasp her exposed breasts.
There was no resistance. The breasts were the perfect size to fill my palms; they weren’t firm like Kenze’s, and they lacked the tension of Katarina’s, but they were soft and had a loose, yielding elasticity that was pleasant to handle. Her n**ples were of a good size, too. As I injected my Mana into them, she reacted slightly.
Because of that, her tongue slipped from Pamela’s clitoris.
”＜Lick it properly.＞”
With that command, Alyona was grabbed by the head by Pamela and pushed against her crotch. A woman being played with by another woman is erotic.
”＜Do you know that this one is a Mage?＞”
Pamela asked Alyona, whose face was buried in her crotch. Obviously, she couldn’t answer, but she nodded her head up and down. I hadn’t pushed enough Mana in to read her mind yet, so it was frustrating not knowing how she knew. Maybe they’d talked about it at that first estate, while the Administrator and Captain were chatting in that Turku language I couldn’t understand?
Satisfied to a certain extent, Pamela prompted a change of position and cast off the rest of her clothes.
’It looks like we’re ready.’
Indeed, I had sent enough Mana into Alyona that I could tell she was enjoying the sexual act.
’Pamela, what do you think?’
I hooked my leg over Pamela’s to maintain the physical contact necessary for telepathy, grabbed Alyona’s shapely breasts, and sucked on the hardened tips while asking via telepathy.
’Well, if she had been trained when she was younger, she probably would have reached Level 2.’
Yes, Alyona had several pools of Mana. Because she had been in this state for so long, I thought it was age-inappropriate to try to move them consciously.
’Yeah, but she reacts to Mana, so she might actually like the kinky stuff.’
I just meant she was good for a bit of fun.
’That’s a bad habit of yours. If you don’t keep it in check, you’ll get stabbed.’
Well, true. I couldn’t deny it.
’Shall we begin?’
Alyona was being sandwiched between me and Pamela, with me taking the upper body and Pamela the lower.
”＜Alyona, from whom did you hear that I am a Mage?＞”
I whispered gently into her ear. Before words could reach her, her images flooded into me.
The place I saw was likely the third floor of a building near the harbor. Alyona was being held by the Administrator, listening to the deputy administrator’s report. It seemed to be about “Izumo” and “Tsukushi.”
＜Young Man Mage＞, ＜Indra’s Arrow＞, ＜Fee Grand Principality Founder＞—I could pick out the words as their conversation was translated into Russian. Both the Administrator and his deputy looked quite grave.
”＜From the Administrator-sama.＞”
Finally, between gasps, Alyona answered my question aloud.
”＜What did he say about the kind of person I am?＞”
”＜A scary person.＞”
This time she spoke the words first, and the image that followed was of the terrified Administrator pushing Alyona aside and shouting at his deputy. As she recalled it, a feeling of sadness welled up in her consciousness.
’Switching.’
At Pamela’s telepathic command, I moved to the lower body. When I reached for her crotch, she was wet, though not fully so.
”＜Alyona, you were in love with the Administrator, weren’t you?＞”
Pamela whispered into her ear this time, and images of intimate moments with the Administrator—interspersed with bullying from his primary and side wives—flashed through. Apparently, whenever she was held by the Administrator at home, she was bullied by the other women, so he would take her to his workplace when he needed an interpreter and sleep with her there. For some reason, she had seemed satisfied even with that.
’Can you insert it now?’
I don’t mind. But I’d prefer a b**job first.
’We are in the middle of an interrogation. I’ll do it later, just hurry.’
Yes, yes. I answered via telepathy and pulled Alyona’s legs up. Pamela kept whispering to her as she looked on in surprise.
Fragments of images with the Administrator flowed through her consciousness like a slideshow. The words they spoke were too fast to catch.
I gave up and focused on what Pamela was saying. I placed the tip at the entrance and slowly pushed in. It wasn’t loose, but it slid in easily enough.
Seeing nothing but the Administrator’s face in Alyona’s images made me feel complicated, like I was just a replacement. Still, at least sometimes my face from that house appeared, which was some consolation.
Once I started moving my hips, the images faded, and the feelings and words became the focus. I lost my own focus, too, and concentrated on the physical act.
A naked, gorgeous woman was letting out little cries in time with my rhythm, her well-shaped breasts swaying. Then, as if the interrogation were finished, Pamela pulled away and clung to me.
’Is it over?’
I asked telepathically. She said it was, and even while I was still thrusting, she demanded a kiss. When I complied, she moved behind me, wrapped herself around me, and helped move my hips.
’Easier, right?’
Well, yeah.
’When you’re going to c*m, tell me. I’ll take it in my mouth.’
’Are you sure?’
’In exchange, you know what’s coming next, right?’
She was already demanding a second round later.
’Hey, something’s wrong.’
Alyona’s state was strange. Her eyes were unfocused and hollow, she had almost no consciousness left, her muscles were limp, and she looked like a marionette with its strings cut.
’Mana intoxication.’
It seemed that when a low-level mana user was injected with more Mana than their capacity could hold, they could fall into a state of deep intoxication. So, I drained it back out from where we were joined. After a single, shuddering spasm, she fell into a deep sleep.
Wait, it’s over in this state?
’Can’t be helped. Since I’m here to keep you company, lie down.’
What “can’t be helped”—she was eager to do it. I shoved Alyona to the back of the bed, and our halfway-decent second round began.
Interrogation Results:
The Administrator here at Hodayn Port had been terrified of us—or rather, of me—due to information from Suez. In his desperation to get us to leave as quickly as possible without incident, he’d offered double the amount of asphalt we requested and even handed over Alyona, whom he’d been fond of. It hadn’t shown on his face, but he’d apparently been terrified.
However, Pamela noted that his attitude seemed to have changed by the time we left. Right at the end, the Administrator had looked Alyona in the eye with a serious expression and told her he would come to take her back soon.
Having Alyona on the ship was already a problem, so returning her would be for the best, but that phrasing “take her back” really bothered me.
Just in case, I decided to notify the Captain, but there was no response to my knock on the Captain’s door. There wasn’t even the snoring that usually carried through the door.
I went to the Dining Hall, but it was already closed, and only one of the girls from my department was there on guard duty. I went to the bridge, where I’d hoped not to go, and finally found the Captain.
But there, glaring at me with a look of pure, unrestrained rage, was Katarina.
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Summary:
The protagonist returns to his room to find Pamela interrogating his new slave, Alyona, through a mix of psychological pressure and sexual initiation. Through Mana manipulation, they uncover that the Port Administrator feared the protagonist, leading to Alyona being gifted as a peace offering, though the Administrator hinted at future retrieval. The chapter concludes with the protagonist heading to the bridge to find the Captain, only to encounter an enraged Katarina.
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Trivia:
The protagonist’s initial unease about Katarina is justified by her later appearance at the bridge.
Mana manipulation levels are defined, with level 3 being required for reading consciousness, while levels 2 and below require forced mana injection.
The Port Administrator’s fear stems from misinformation provided by Suez sources regarding the protagonist’s power and origins.
Alyona’s past, while tragic, establishes her character as someone who learned to navigate oppressive environments through submission.
The “Poor Man’s Lamp” is a specific trade object used as leverage or compensation in the protagonist’s negotiations.
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Translation Notes:
Notes:
• Pamela – An elderly Elf Mage and flirtatious medic clad in sheer negligee robes and black undergarments. This authoritative, supportive mentor shares Larry’s quarters and accompanies him on expeditions. As a staff officer and native Rus speaker, she assists in interrogations, strategic planning, and managing Aljona, while questioning new female slaves. She also works with Kenze in Rhein’s rotation.
• Pam – An escort to the protagonist who is observant and loyal.
• Alyona – A crew member who speaks Rus and local languages due to her past as a slave. She is timid and easily flustered by the Captain’s orders. A former slave to the Hodayn Port Administrator who finds herself caught in the domestic tensions of the ship after being retained by Rhein’s command. A slave of Rus origin who was acquired from the Hodayn Port Administrator. She serves as an interpreter.
• 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.
• Administrator – The official of Hodayn Port who previously held Alyona as a slave and refused to return her.
• 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 flight squad leader and Chief Researcher in a sailor uniform. Serving on the bridge as Larry’s subordinate, this volatile, cold Mage wields telepathy, a coilgun, and drones. While prone to anger, she is sharply protective of her crew. She is the protagonist’s jealous, abusive mistress and exerts pressure on Rhein by closely watching his associations.
• Kenze – A muscular, dark-skinned Amazoness with short hair, a niqab, and artificial speech. This lethal, bisexual former Takshurgan operative excels in close combat. Rough yet highly observant, she intuitively reads Rhein and serves as Larry’s bodyguard alongside the Major, switching from informal to military protocol. She protects her daughter Zaboo and allies Earnest, Pamela, Marie, Thomas, and Teressa.
• Mage – Elf mage and shut-in engineer who stands watch and manages the ship’s boilers.
• Elf – A reclusive mage who resides on the ship and expresses interest in the properties of asphalt as a fuel source.
• Fourth – An enigmatic and cunning figure also known as the Fourth Sage. This mysterious entity actively seeks advice from Larry while simultaneously insisting on Larry’s crucial participation in the upcoming New Continent mission.
• 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.
• 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.
• Nikole – A Level-3 Nikole medical mage, Bizan graduate, and Izumo health officer, this senior crew member sports silver-streaked hair, a rune-etched coat, and a sailor uniform with a vermilion Rhein insignia. She assists Chulpan, flirts with Larry—a senior colleague she once hoped to marry—and battles alcoholism alongside a haunted past that includes working in a shady establishment.
• Bebel – Sergeant Major Hagen is a rigid, strict Chief aboard the Izumo and NCO in the protagonist’s Magic Armored Division. A veteran who survived the Larland Independence War alongside the protagonist, this aggressive, coilgun-wielding combatant is highly capable yet difficult to manage. He leads five subordinates, previously cared for a sedated Larry, and was rescued by Roland after a battle injury.
• Niko – An elderly, dignified former slave, he is a loyal bondservant to the protagonist and the Getys household, helping raise her child alone. As the family’s oldest male servant, he drives carriages and manages groundskeeping, preferring the stable loft. His deep knowledge of the local landscape and the sugar beet business allows him to aid their estate transition with quiet wisdom and steadfast service.
• Kai – An ash-covered, square-jawed 20-year-old Dwarf Mage with peerless strength, translucent white hands, and unstable mana. An Engine Department worker under Larry involved in a past covered-up incident, she joins Earnest’s party, teases the protagonist, and is the subject of a romantic betting pool. She is devoted to Rhein, seeking his attention despite his reluctance to get involved with her.
• Larland – A fallen kingdom, marked by its royal lineage of eight distinct princesses, has reemerged as a ruthless invading force. Driven by the loss of their homeland, these royal heirs now lead an aggressive campaign that threatens the entire region, turning former neighbors into desperate targets as they fight to reclaim power.
• Henrietta – Larry’s late wife and former Royal Magic Academy researcher was a muscular, massive-busted, perverted mage and rare-named orphan. After attending Bizan’s military academy, she guarded the protagonist at the East Palace before being assassinated by Bizan’s former Principal. Her consciousness now parasitizes her daughter’s body, and her former slave Pamela still recognizes her by scent.
• Mana – A non-commissioned officer and liaison who previously had their mana drained by Larry.
• Captain – The commanding officer of the Izumo, he manages personnel, diplomacy, and communication with local officials. Outwardly experienced, calm, and seemingly oblivious, he holds traditional beliefs about the sea and its legendary creatures. However, he is a ruthless, manipulative leader who strictly prioritizes the mission over the comfort or safety of his subordinates.
• Izumo – The iron-hulled ship serving as the primary vessel for the protagonist and his crew.
• 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.
• 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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