Chapter 6

### Chapter 6: I Decide My 3-Star (1)

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After the drinking session with Rudger Fermat.

Janis Fermat, who had returned to her room, couldn't calm her pounding heart.

"Huh, really, why am I like this...?"

What was this pounding?

Was it the unfamiliarity with her suddenly changed son?

Was it the fear of the pressure to decide whether to be a Fermat or not?

Or was it the excitement of seeing a man with ambition?

One thing was clear: the current 'Rudger Fermat' was a completely different being from the previous 'reckless Rudger.'

"...The kingdom is already unstable, and this will make it even more so."

Originally, after the death of the Fermat Count, the kingdom was looking for a Fermat lady to continue the Fermat bloodline.

Janis had failed in 'insurance production.'

To be precise, the previous count had died before Janis even arrived at Fermat, and the kingdom's plan to have Janis bear the Fermat heir had failed.

Because Rudger Fermat was too much of a mess.

—Give birth to a new Fermat and kill Rudger.

The sole heir, Rudger Fermat, was such a bad person and a waste that the kingdom's goal was to have Janis raise a late-born child to replace him, then remove Rudger and raise a 'proper count.'

In a sense, Janis was on the kingdom's side.

Politically, she held the position of Fermat Count, but she was a symbol of political goodwill sent through a strategic marriage to maintain Fermat for the kingdom.

Or perhaps a spy.

"...Are they asking me to decide? Whether to live as a Fermat or return to my hometown."

Janis had no Fermat blood.

Her death wouldn't close the Infinite Labyrinth.

It was Janis who brought the wine, but Rudger Fermat might have seen it as an opportunity and issued an ultimatum.

—Fermat or the kingdom. I will make Fermat like the kingdom. Will I become the mother of the king, or a common widow of the kingdom?

"...That's a story for when it succeeds."

If success was guaranteed, she would naturally choose to be the mother of the king.

Even if she was an old maid who couldn't get married, and it was unfair to be sent in a strategic marriage at an age well over twenty, shouldn't she enjoy some power?

It was just that the sudden death of the Fermat Count had made everything complicated, but Janis had ambitions.

She would show the family that sold her to Fermat how well she was living there.

Using the fact that the heir to the Fermat bloodline was her 'biological child,' she would enjoy wealth and power.

She was prepared for that, but she didn't expect Rudger to show such ambition.

"...If I wait until later, it will surely be too late. I need to choose now, quickly. Huh..."

Rudger would start looking for a wife in earnest from tomorrow.

She could interfere as a nominal mother, but could she stop the current Rudger?

The kingdom probably didn't care as long as Fermat was at the level of the previous count.

"Ugh, ugh...! Why did that child suddenly change so much!! No, maybe it's for the better? It's better that he's come to his senses now rather than continuing to be a reckless fool... Ugh, but if the kingdom's words were serious... "

The Fermat Kingdom.

If successful, it would be a great achievement that no Fermat had achieved in centuries; if it failed, she would end up a dismembered totem.

The kingdom left Fermat alone because it was a county.

The empire hoped Fermat would join its territory.

Choosing one side would continue the crisis, but turning both sides into enemies would crush her like a shrimp between two whales.

But.

If she could become a monster that splits the bellies of both whales.

Thus, if Fermat truly became a kingdom, or even an empire...

"...The mother of the king."

Ambition.

Janis saw with her own eyes something she had never seen in Rudger before.

The thick 'desire' underlying the name 'ambition.'

For Janis, who had once wandered the world as an adventurer, 'desire' was an irresistible charm that couldn't be separated from life.

"...The mother of the king."

Sip.

Janis lightly sipped the remaining wine and bowed her head for a moment.

"...Could I become the mother of the next king...? No, wait. What am I thinking...?"

Thump, thump.

"...It was really big."

Recalling the grand ambition that couldn't be hidden by his pants.

Janis caressed her wine glass, savoring the taste.

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"Wow, morning wood is here."

As soon as I woke up in the morning, I felt a stiffness below, and when I lifted the blanket, I saw my erect penis, which made me shiver all over.

"This is my penis...?"

I was surprised all over again.

I didn't expect Rudger's penis to be this big.

'His body level is only 1, but his penis is max level. It's not like he put all his stats into his penis.'

Even if Rudger is a broken character, he can become strong if he maxes out his 5-star.

Although the resources required are several times more than others, and even after maxing out, his performance is similar to a 3-star without a limit break, which is quite disappointing.

'Still, it means he can become that strong.'

3-star max level.

If I had such a body, it wouldn't just be my penis that would be big...

"...Jigeon!"

I stuck my index finger into the blanket.

Big trouble.

There was no reaction.

It felt as if my penis had no strength, as if it would go deeper than my finger.

"Damn, did all his experience points go into his penis...?"

When others spew mana from their mana cores, I spew semen. I admit that.

But in a fantasy world, shouldn't I at least be able to cast a Fireball spell!

If I could find a master to learn from—

"...Master?"

Sip.

A good idea came to mind.

"Right. I'll find a magic master. A swordsmanship master... I'll just do some physical training, but I'll find a magic master."

An excellent 3-star mage.

A suitable candidate for immediate recruitment...

...Janis?

Learning magic during the day and sex during the night?

'No. Not yet.'

Janis wasn't clearly on my side yet.

Even if she was, as Rudger's mother, she couldn't be easily taken.

Her body was definitely hot.

A 3-star character, with a figure and appearance that would attract thousands, if not tens of thousands, of followers on a social media platform on the first day of registration.

Honestly, I found it disgusting.

I wanted to strip off her dress, grab her breasts, and thrust into her.

But she's ten years older than me?

...

"Alright, let's look for one!"

They say, "If you're going to do it, do it right."

The wisdom of our ancestors is not in vain.

'If the price is the same, choose a virgin.'

A virgin is represented by a red skirt.

I'm just following the wisdom of the ancient sages.

And Janis...

'If I take her as my partner and she turns out not to be a virgin, she might have another man in her heart and ejaculate.'

Janis is a woman full of ambition.

If she were a virgin and pledged to be only mine, I would accept her, but after drinking and probing her several times, she hasn't made a clear decision.

Will she live as a Fermat?

Or will she live as a spy for the kingdom and be expelled?

Well, whatever.

'If the bus leaves, it's too late.'

I won't be disappointed.

If Janis wants to be a Fermat, even if she's not a virgin, she would still be a suitable sex partner.

'Next time, if you give me a chance, I'll show you the fate of a stepmother who lusts after her son's penis.'

To prevent her from indulging in petty power struggles, I, and my eternal partner, will suppress her.

"Huh."

The conclusion is clear.

Now it's time to take action.

Ding dong.

"Did you call me?"

"Yeah. Before breakfast, let's take a walk and inspect the front of the castle."

"R-right now...?"

"Why not?"

"A, no. That... "

Amy's gaze briefly dropped to my lower body and then rose.

I immediately understood what it meant—

"Get ready for a shower."

"Yes, yes!"

Amy hurried to the shower, and I took a sip of water from the glass next to the table, steadying my breath.

"..."

Was it just my imagination that Amy's skirt was shorter?

"...Sigh."

If.

My senses are correct.

"...It's a honey trap, isn't it?"

Practicing sex with a maid?

I could easily agree to a simple affair, but the political weight of my penis is too heavy.

The weight of my penis is too heavy to wield it carelessly.

So, I need to find one quickly.

Whether she wants Fermat's power, Fermat's wealth, or my penis.

Loves only me.

Serves only me.

Gives everything for me.

'As the king of Fermat, I can hope for such a woman, can't I?'

...And a woman who would accept my penis in her sleep.

'Honestly, if I'm going to take her as my wife, she should at least do that.'

Living a sexless life after taking the name of Fermat?

That's unforgivable.

So, ideally...

"A woman with great technique who is a virgin would be nice."

There are many candidates.

3-star female characters gathered in Fermat.

I'm not sure if there are 'virgin bitches,' but a 3-star is not just a 3-star for nothing.

"Master, I'm ready."

"Good."

Shower.

Fortunately, the facilities here are similar to modern ones.

"...Who could it be?"

I washed my body with the warm water falling from above, sorting through the 3-star female characters in my mind.

It doesn't have to be a 3-star.

Some 1-star characters later become 3-star through limited pickups.

So, recruiting a 1-star character might lead to a 3-star event...

'Where could such a person be?'

Before the main story begins, the most likely place is...

"Amy."

"Y-you're already done?"

"Quickly dry your hair and tell the guard. I'm going to... "

The adventurer's guild.

'I need to do some newbies.'

If a 3-star max level is achieved through Fermat's capital and power, any woman would be satisfied.

Thinking that, I went to the adventurer's guild.

"Wow, it's up."

There was a blonde girl optimized for newbies.

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