"Here, not only is it Your Majesty's territory, but it is also the homeland of Ennie and me."
"And I am, after all, your Swordbearer, your Black Knight."
Shiayar reached out and stroked the long leg wrapped in black silk resting on his lap.
Among the ladies he knew, each had their own appeal.
However, at least in terms of long legs, both Ennie and Silvia fell slightly short compared to Isadella.
Perhaps only his matured Golden Elf Master could compare, but it was a pity that it had been a long time since Shiayar had seen her matured form.
His childhood impressions of Hathaway mostly remained with his Master's flat chest, which was no different from Ennie's, and he never cared about those minor details.
"So, Your Majesty."
"If you feel tired, you can also try relying on me for once."
Shiayar enjoyed the pleasure of caressing Her Majesty the Empress's thighs.
Meanwhile, he took the document applying for Duke Leo's appointment as Southern Inspector from Isadella's hand.
