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[Kaisar’s POV]

“Kaisar-sama, about forty of our members are in their monestrous today.”

“F-forty…”

It is unusual to hear this number of people from Sarah, who finally changed from her self-appointed to the official title of First Slave because of her achievements, thought that ‘there aren’t many today’, which would be abnormal to others.

To begin with, many, including the dark elves, tend to go on heat during the full moon, so that day became h**l on earth.

Still, these days, the number of pregnant ladies is gradually increasing, and the number of things to do is decreasing, so it is much easier to do it.

I would have definitely dried up if I hadn’t learned recovery magic.

It’s not a drink. It’s just meat, meat, meat.

Thinking about that, I remembered that day four years ago when this happened.

In the end, I became Princess Claude’s fiancée, but I was only able to get a three-year reprieve after discussing it with the Emperor.

At first, I thought I would do something about it within those three years, but by the time I realized the outer moat got completely filled in those years, it was already too late.

And since it was my slaves who filled the outer moat, I feel like I’ve been stabbed in the back by the very people I thought were my friends.

I was so surprised that I almost said, “Brutus, you too?”

However, after listening to the story, it turned out that the slaves were acting on my behalf, and for better or worse, their loyalty was just too high for me to push away.

I guess this is more my fault for not noticing it even though I was so close to them.

It’s really pathetic that you can’t even manage your slaves.

I mean, what’s with the Kingdom as a gift? This is the kind of thing I can’t let continue.

I couldn’t say it even if I wanted to.

Rather, it means that when I was engaged to Princess Claude, all escape routes had already been blocked by the slaves.

And just like that, I got Kingdom and Empire in one piece—I would say no if I could—. I didn’t want it. I just wanted to live a slow life…

Of course, it may be that they were frightened of my slaves, but my marriage partner is Princess Claude, a member of the royal family, and I am, after all, a member of a ducal family, so I have some royal blood running through my veins.

Above all, the most significant part was His Majesty the Emperor declaring his retirement during those circumstances and His Highness Prince Douglas renouncing his right of succession to the throne.

It is only natural that I, a distant relative of the royal family who was marrying Princess Claude, should be given the white feather.

In fact, it was so well done that it would be impossible to pull this off without setting it up behind the scenes. In order to find out who drew up this plot, I tried asking the slaves for ‘the right to hug me for a minute if you tell me the truth.’

The first one, Sarah, the self-proclaimed first slave, told me all about it.