Circumstances of a Fallen Lord - Side Story 4
Sidestory 4
Luisen shook his hands again, “Ahnn, hnn…!”
His hands were clumsy, but, as long as he followed his instincts, he continued to generate a tingling sensation. But, there was no decisive climax. The stimulation kept coming, but it wasn’t enough to bring him to release. The more he moved, the more the unrelieved heat built up, leaving him increasingly frustrated.
Eventually, Luisen begged Carlton, “Nnn… Carlton, help … me…”
“You said you’d learn how to do it yourself.”
“Nngh, but…” Tears formed at the corners of Luisen’s eyes, “Carlton…”
Carlton sighed, pretending to concede defeat, “Well, if that’s what you really want. What would Luisen do without me, huh?”
‘You’re the primary culprit!’ Luisen glared at Carlton through tears in his eyes.
Carlton smiled and covered Luisen’s hand with his, “You have to tighten your grip. Like this.”
“Ah!” As Carlton wrapped his hand around Luisen’s cock and moved roughly, Luisen cried out–this was the intense pleasure he hoped for.
“Haah! Ah! Ahnnn!”
Not long after Carlton lent a hand, Luisen’s member spurt out white liquid. Luisen trembled as he rested his head on Carlton’s shoulder.
The mercenary crept his fingers towardsLuisen’s groin as he kissed the young lord’s temples.
“Hnn–eek!”
The sudden and startling sensation jolted through the young lord, and Luisen’s spent arousal sprang back to life as if it had never waned.
“C-Carlton?” Luisen raised his head and stared at his lover.
“Now that you’ve gotten a lesson, we should practice.”
“Huh? No, that’s not necessary…”
“Now, now. The night is long, Luisen.” Cartlon smiled cheekily at Luisen. Luisen got the feeling that this night would be long and arduous.
And, indeed, Carlton would not retreat even if Luisen cried and begged.
***
When news of Luisen and Carlton’s departure for the South had reached the duchy, the duchy’s retainers and vassals gathered together for a serious discussion.
The topic: ‘How to save Luisen from Carlton’s beast-like clutches.’
They didn’t take Carlton and Luisen’s relationship too seriously when they left for the capital. Furthermore, the existence of the demon worshippers and Count Doubless was extremely shocking–they had to join forces with each other.
But, as reports trickled in about Carlton becoming the lord of a neighboring territory and growing exceptionally close to Luisen, the General and the other retainers were reminded of an old rumor they had almost forgotten.
Once, a while ago, a rumor swept the territory that Carlton was coveting Luisen. The rumor came from a fairly reliable source, and Carlton’s gaze as he looked at the young lord was…unusual.
Upon further consideration, Carlton had acted a little strange towards Luisen from the very beginning. Perhaps he had fallen in love with Luisen’s beauty at first sight. As long as the brute’s eye for beauty was intact, the General thought that theory was plausible.
Amidst these concerns, a letter from Luisen arrived, stating that Carlton would be staying at the ducal estate for the winter. It was obvious that Carlton was forcing his way into close proximity with Luisen, aiming to claim the young lord for himself.
‘I won’t let that happen.’
Luisen now had the determination to live a stable life; the General couldn’t let a man like Carlton play his tricks on the young lord. Luisen, with his clueless personality, would undoubtedly end up being manipulated and used by Carlton.
And what if Carlton abandoned him afterward? Heartbroken, Luisen might regress to his old reckless, trashy ways!
The General and all the vassals joined forces to protect Luisen from the mercenary and began their careful preparations.
They had deliberately invited Carlton’s men, so the two were naturally separated from each other on day one. During the welcome banquet, they ensured Carlton drank enough to make him less discerning and then guided him to a room far from Luisen’s. Even if the mercenary recognized the distance between their rooms, the arrangements made it impossible for him to demand a change. It only took a little amount of coaxing for Carlton’s men to stick to him, while Luisen was discreetly cared for elsewhere. Every movement of Carlton’s was monitored by the servants, who promptly relayed the information to allow Luisen to be whisked away if there was any risk of them crossing paths.
Maintaining this situation–keeping the two apart without their knowledge–was more exhausting than anticipated. And, this was only the morning of the third day.
‘Would it be best to take the Duke on an inspection of the estate territory and its surroundings? But, since he hasn’t been home in a long while, I’d like for him to get a good rest…’ The General headed to Luisen’s bedroom as he contemplated how he would get through the day. He planned to wake Luisen and assist with his grooming. While this task could easily have been left to the servants, the General personally attended to this duty out of sheer satisfaction in caring for the young lord.
And, soon he came upon a calamity.
The general took a few servants and knocked on Luisen’s door. They could hear no sounds from within. Because it was common for the young lord to oversleep, the General opened the door and entered the room.
At that moment, a chilling sensation ran down his spine.
Unfamiliar clothes were scattered on the floor. They were clearly not Luisen’s–they were far too large.
And there, sprawled naked on the bed, was a tanned, muscular man—none other than Carlton himself. He held Luisen in his arms and was sleeping in Luisen’s bed.
‘…What am I… seeing right now?’
The situation was ridiculous and unbelievable. The General was so astonished he nearly choked on his own spit. Why was *that man* lying there with his lord? He had tried so hard to keep the mercenary from Luisen.
The General was sure he locked Luisen’s bedroom window last night as well. The Butler had also confirmed that Carlton had fallen asleep in his own room.
The General was so astonished he couldn’t even let out a scream. The other servants were in the same situation.
At that moment, Carlton stirred. With his disheveled hair, he sat up and, with complete composure, met the General and the servants’ horrified stares and rigid bodies. “Sir General. Good morning.”
‘Dear God.’ With Carlton’s vital organs swinging before his eyes, the General began to roar, “Is this really the time for polite greetings?! That–! Cover yourself!”
“Ah…” Carlton pulled on the hem of the blanket and covered his lower body.
‘Ah… Ahhhhhh….’ The General wanted to gouge his own eyes out and faint on the spot. However, he still needed to check something, so he desperately willed himself to stay conscious. Just because Carlton was found naked in the bed didn’t necessarily mean the two had spent the night together. It was possible Carlton had snuck in, stripped down, and staged the scene to give everyone a false impression.
The General wracked his brains for any plausible excuse, but Carlton demolished his expectations.
“Luisen, Luisen. Wake up.”
“Agh, don’t wanna… wanna sleep more.”
As Luisen mumbled, he hugged Carlton’s waist before drifting back to sleep. As he shifted, the blanket slipped away, revealing Luisen’s bare upper body. The young lord, too, was completely naked.
“What to do? It seems he’s incredibly tired. I should have put him to sleep much earlier yesterday.” Carlton smiled and stroked Luisen’s back, putting on a show for his audience.
The General instantly realized that this was exactly what Carlton had been aiming for. That wretched scoundrel had finally extended his claws toward Luisen! Worse still, he was brazenly flaunting his conquest right in the General’s face!
“You… You… wicked brute… Oh my…” The General grabbed the back of his own neck as anger surged within him. Startled, the servants rushed to help the General.
“G-Get that man out of my sight right now!” The General roared.
However, the servants weren’t sure how they should remove Carlton from the premises, so they hurried out of the room with the agitated General. The man’s face was red enough that they were worried he would collapse.
‘Now that you know the nature of Luisen’s and my relationship, you won’t needlessly make a fuss.’ Carlton thought.
Judging from the General’s reaction, it seemed as if the shock therapy was effective. Carlton smiled victoriously.
***
From that morning onward, Carlton confidently took his place by Luisen’s side. Even when traveling to the count’s territory, he brought Luisen along, openly flaunting their relationship through casual touches–indifferent to who might be watching.
It seems as if Luisen had fallen head over heels for Carlton. The General and the other vassals were outraged at the sight.
To think that a young lord who had such a colored love history would fall so fast! Carlton, that bastard, was a craftier person than they expected.
‘He’s a mountain bandit disguised as a saint!’ The General glared at the mercenary.
In an attempt to separate the two, he summoned Carlton to the office under the pretense of teaching him the lord’s administrative duties. But somehow, Carlton had managed to convince Luisen to come along, claiming they’d learn together.
The governor, who had been wanting to properly teach Luisen the responsibilities of a lord, could only grit his teeth and watch the two be inseparable as they studied side by side.
Even now, Carlton was glued to Luisen’s side as he pored over the law book. Carlton, however, wasn’t looking at the book at all. Instead, he boldly wrapped an arm around Luisen’s waist and openly admired the young lord’s face. Admittedly, even the General acknowledged that Luisen’s face was captivating no matter how many times one looked at it—but wasn’t this far too blatant?
‘Especially when I’m here watching with wide-open eyes, letting the open air redden the whites of my eyes.’
Carlton felt the General’s gaze and looked up; the mercenary and the General locked gazes. They exchanged mutual, silent, and unflinching glares.
‘He’s perfectly capable of being a good instructor, but then why is Luisen like this?’ Carlton thought the General was a better teacher than he imagined. The man taught at a level meant for beginners and was well-informed. Carlton wondered why, then, Luisen was so incompetent.
‘As expected, the man never attempted to teach Luisen properly.’
Carlton hated the General even more.
Their staring contest ended when the General launched the first strike, “It doesn’t seem like the Count can concentrate. Have you read everything I told you to read? I can’t afford to waste any more time on this.”
“I’ve read it all.”
“Ah–! Not yet. I haven’t finished reading!” Luisen stammered.
Though the General meant to attack Carlton, it was Luisen who hurriedly responded to the provocation. Luisen’s expression became gloomy. Though the General was infuriated by Carlton’s smug face, Luisen took precedence.
“No, though it may take some time, it’s better to thoroughly understand the material. I’m happy to see you read so carefully, taking it step by step.” The General gently coaxed Luisen. “You’re doing so, so well. Watching you work so hard to learn and improve makes me look forward to retiring happily in the near future.”
Praise just poured out; every word was sincere. Even if the young lord was still clumsy, he was so proud to see Luisen working hard. Tears pricked at the corners of his eyes…. It would have been perfect if only Carlton wasn’t around.
Encouraged by the compliments, Luisen’s nose sank back into the pages. Carlton and the General glared at each other again. Throughout the entire afternoon, they waged a war of nerves unnoticed by Luisen.
TL: Carlton you smug dog >.<
Poor General–he never asked for an eyeful of Carlton’s third leg.
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hahahha I love how despite Carlton setting up the scene to win the world’s biggest dick measuring contest with the General, he still made sure to bundle Luisen up properly so that people couldn’t really catch an eyeful of his ass XDDDDD
Love these side stories and the translation of this novel! This is one of my favourite novels!