The Great Forest - a southern encampment.

　Ronia Ilfte was filled with frustration and frustration like sludge.

　She has been on a long expedition from the Adair Empire and has been camped there for nearly a month now.

　She cannot have enough food unless she can procure it locally, and she cannot soak in a warm bath.

　As a mercenary and not a regular soldier, her share is small and she is treated poorly by the group.

　Of course, the tough Ronia is not the sort of person to complain about such things.

　She is a ruffian by nature and can take care of herself and even feed herself without being rationed.

　But even a small complaint like dust is stressful if it accumulates.

　And the stress that tortured Ronia more than anything else was that she hadn't been able to hold a man for a month ..., but that's all there is to it. Of course, there was no way she could indulge in masturbation in a group situation, and her beastly libido had long since been trapped, drooling.

　If she could masturbate now, Ronia would spend at least three hours comforting her burning body.

..."

　Ronia thinks back to the Empress words as she bites into the meat of the deer she has shot.

(If you kill Phyllis Aigur, I'll give you one man of your choice. ...? Damn, that wasn't an easy ride).

　That was the line that Empress Eleanova of the Adair Empire told Ronia in person.

　The distance between Ronia and Eleanova, who is well known in the country, is so close that it would be unthinkable in any other country.

　It is not every day that a single mercenary and the lord of a country exchange words.

　The Adair Empire is all about how many men it can exploit and extort from other countries.

　The empire is rich in men who are used up and exported secretly behind the scenes, while being hated by all the countries. Even if they use up all their lives in war, they have a large population because they can forcibly exploit men for their seed - women in this world are terribly fast from implantation to birth - and their national power is one of the strongest compared to neighbouring countries.

　Eleanova, the master of such a powerful country, has one thing that she has repeatedly told her soldiers: 'A man with true black eyes is a man with true black eyes.

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"If you find a man with true black eyes, be sure to bring him to me."

　These were the words of Empress Eleanova, known to all who lived in the Empire.

　She also said that whoever brought her here would be rewarded with any kind of prize.

　In general, black is a symbol of beauty, and men with black hair born in the rarest of cases are prized for their beauty.

　However, not many people with black eyes have actually seen or heard of a man with black eyes. ...

　Empress Eleanova is obsessed with the search for the black-eyed man.

　If she finds him and is able to offer him up, she will receive a reward incomparable to the one she received for defeating Phyllis.

(Well, ... there aren't many men with such upper-balls. ...)

　Ronia sucked the juices of the deer off the bone and tossed it carelessly.

　Anyway, now it's about taking out Phyllis. And to return home safely.

　That's all she can do.

　Ronia was just about to sit up to take care of her gains,

"I have a report"

　A soldier patrolling the area rushes into the encampment, looking surprised and panicked.

"What's going on?"

　The soldier exclaimed breathlessly as the soldier's superior, a woman, asked him.

"We found Phyllis Aigur! She's alive ... and she's with a man with black hair and black eyes!"

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"Your eyes are really beautiful, ...."

　Phyllis said and carefully combed the black hair over Sota's eyelashes.

　A slightly larger sleeping bag.

　The two of them are naked and cramped up in it, making love.

　The two men slept like mud for several hours after having been in the act three times in a row.

"Really? I think it's normal. ..."

"No, I've never seen a man with black eyes. Really, from the first glance I thought I was going to be sucked in. ..."

　The workings of a man and a woman are a strange thing, and the walls of "strangers" that had formed between them are easily broken down.

　They were as close to each other as if they were real lovers.

"Souta ..., you are a strange man."

"Huh?"

"You have unusual equipment and your name is unfamiliar to me. And as I've said many times before, there's no such thing as a sexually active man who can ejaculate so much?"

"Ha ha. I think I overdid it a bit."

"I totally ..."

As Souta squints pleasantly, Phyllis can't help but feel a euphoria that makes her chest tighten.

（I will protect Souta, I will protect him. I will protect him. I will never give this child, who loves someone like me, to the Empire.)

　A firm determination burns with fire within Phyllis.

"Souta"

"What is it?"

"I will protect you. I will protect you, no matter what, no matter where you go. Even if you don't like it, I've decided to dedicate this sword to you."

　The blue eyes of Souta are the straightest and noblest of all, and they catch Souta's eyes.

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(different world ...?)

　Sota was slowly beginning to accept reality as he prepared to leave the cave.

　Starting with yesterday's fight for life with the soldiers, Phyllis words and actions are all at odds with his values.

　He was taught the value of a "man" in Yggdrasil in the course of their friendship.

　He was told that men can only ejaculate once a month, that they abhor women and that he had never seen a man like Sota before.

　He was also frankly surprised and convinced when he heard that the birth rate of men was one in a thousand.

　This world is a different world.

　A world where wars are fought day and night over men.

　Sota, who had come to understand everything, felt an unspeakable sense of loneliness and anxiety.

　He has no one to rely on, no one to turn to.

　He had a reassuring ally in Phyllis, but he still missed his former family and friends.

　Can I, now that I am alone in this world, survive?

　Or will I be able to return home safely?

　The future is still unknown.

　But Sota must think and act.

　In this "Yggdrasil", how should I, with my rare sensitivity and sexual desire, behave and what should I do?