In this world, Seven Kingdoms stood tall, each of them, named after one of the seven sins, each of them, representing one of the seven races inhabiting this world.

This was both a small and a large world simultaneously. A place where war was something all generations went through. But all of this changed a few years ago during one of the greatest wars that had happened in this era.

A fight between two of the strongest beings and their kingdoms.

A war that ended with the death of many powerhouses.

One of the protagonists of this war was Lustburg. The Human Kingdom. Home of all humanity.

This war brought so much destruction and pushed so many kingdoms to meddle in one way or another that after it ended, a seemingly long era of peace came.

One that lasted nearly two decades.

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Our story starts in Lustburg.

In a room at the very top of the royal palace of Lustburg, known as the tower of Babel, a young blonde-haired man could be seen sleeping soundly in an opulent bed large enough to hold four or five people.

His expression was peaceful, almost blissful even. Sadly, such an expression was soon disturbed by the repeated sound of knocking on the door.

“Your Highness, may I enter?”

His eyes, still blurry with sleep,tried opening at the sound of knocking, the young man yawned and stretched his arms before adjusting himself.

“You can enter.”

Once the order was received, a woman wearing a maid uniform entered the room,

“Your Highness, good morning.”

The brown-haired maid entered at his words, she pinched the sides of her skirt and curtsied elegantly. Her perfect movements suggested just how skillful of a maid she was.

She appeared to be in her mid-twenties and she wore no makeup, yet she had a somewhat graceful appearance and sharp features adorning her face.

At first glance, one would think that she was no different from any other woman. At least they would think as such until they tore their gazes away from her magnificent chest that seemed as heavy as a mountain and focused on her facial features instead.

Two horns prodded up in curved arcs from either side of her head and paired with the distinctive droopy ears twitching restlessly showcased her race— she was a cow woman.

Dressed in a peculiar maid outfit with black patches plastering, with the upper part of the robe open and giving him a beautiful view of her cleavage, she was a perfect mix of enticement and elegance.

Her maid uniform was not exactly decorative or revealing, but her entire body gave off a mature sex appeal thanks to the weighty breasts visible through the wide-open chest while her long skirt did nothing more than draw the eyes toward her plump butt.

Yawning once again, the young man answered the greeting in a slightly sleepy tone, "Hello, Milia. It's rare for you to come and wake me up. You are the head maid after all. What happened?"

Despite him being the sole heir of the kingdom, he never put on an air of superiority when in a private setting and always treated the staff in the best way possible. This was even more so for this woman. After all, she had been his wet nurse for as long as he could remember.

"Fufufu” she exclaimed. “Your Highness’s sleepy look is so cute. Perhaps I just wanted to take a look?"

He simply smiled charmingly at her teasing words.

It might have worked at first when he was younger and less used to her charms and behavior, but it didn't take him long to adapt.

However, he had to admit that it wasn’t easy. After all, despite her clothes being completely respectable albeit a little short, her voluptuous body made it very alluring. This became even more so when combined with her motherly aura which appealed to him immensely.

The head maid, seeing that her antics were useless, pouted a little. Dealing with Sol was one of the few joys in her life and his reaction was a shame. She wondered if she should change her uniform to something more…Risky.

"Your Highness has matured so much. I miss your blushing and flustered look.” She released a playful sigh, “Well, look at me being all distracted. I come bearing a message. Her Majesty wishes to see you."

"Aunt Lilith? Hum… alright, I will prepare myself."

Normally he should have gone to his training at this time, but he was sure that his aunt wouldn’t disturb his schedule for no reason.

“Understood, I will go prepare the tea in the meantime. The meeting will be held on the lowest floor.”

Hearing the place where the meeting would happen in that place, he couldn’t help but

take the situation more seriously.

The lowest floor, or the floor of secrets as some of the maids loved to call it, was a place that was only accessible to the royal families and their closest confidants.

‘I wonder what brought the sudden call,’He thought.

With that , Sol put on his clothes and made his way toward the place of meeting, contemplating the upcoming event.

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This world, despite being medieval in appearance, was surprisingly advanced in many parts that made no sense in his mind. A mismatch of anachronisms all over the place.

This text was taken from Royal Road. Help the author by reading the original version there.

But Sol did not care. He was not a historian and had no reason to question why. He was simply enjoying the results. Such as Flowing hot water.

The corridor went by as he walked, everywhere one could see portraits of the past Kings and Queens of Lustburg. If there was one thing to note, it was the fact that they all had similar features.

Blue eyes and Golden hair. The uncontested sign of the royal family, something not even the greediest noble could refuse nor die to fight against.

‘I wonder what it’s about.’

Nodding and smiling at the bowing maids along the way, Sol wondered what could be the reason for calling him so urgently. Though he more or less had an idea. He was about to reach maturity and this would mean many things.

A little too many.

Sol groaned he suddenly did not want to continue, his instincts were telling him that he was about to hear some very outlandish things.

But he continued walking, knowing fully well that leaving now would change nothing.

[Lowest Floor]

This part of the Tower was scarcely populated as only the battle maids under Lilith’s orders and a few select individuals had access to this place. There was no place he could not go. But he simply had no reason to come here most of the time.

Finally, he reached his aunt’s office and was ushered in.

“Sol. How have you been? Take a seat.”

Sol nodded and sat on the chair on the other side of the office table. The light illuminating the room was composed of many floating little balls.

A result of magical and scientific evolution like so many other such gadgets.

“I am good truly. Just curious about why I was called so early.”

“It’s for you to find a fiancée.”

His question was answered with utmost abruptness.

"I beg your pardon?"

He couldn’t help but frown while asking, he looked at the purple-haired woman who sat, facing him after pushing away the mountain of paperwork that never seemed to decrease.

She was his aunt as well as the substitute Queen, Lilith Luxuria, a woman so beautiful and enticing that he could only say that she was worthy of her enchanting name.

If Milia was a woman with a motherly feel, then Lilith could only be seen as a woman who could make a monk give up on all his vows. It didn’t help that she wore a long dress with such a low cut that her breasts seemed ready to spill out of it at any given moment.

Lilith, seemingly observing his reaction to her declaration asked with a bewildered face,

"You do not seem very interested. What might be the problem?"

“I was just thinking that this was quite sudden. Moreover, while it pains me to admit, I do not have any particular target. Since I have only met a few people outside of this place.”

“This is indeed so, but what can we do? We cannot take the risk of lacking an heir should anything happen to you.

You should already have a fiancée. But, I decided to first wait for you to reach maturity and approach your awakening."

He could only hide a wince at her remark. The fact that he was the last heir of the kingdom was a heavy truth. Indeed, if anything happened to him, the kingdom would fall into turmoil. He still had a cousin, Lilith’s daughter, but since she was not Blessed, she had no legitimacy for the throne.

Lilith tapped the table with her finger,

“I believe, rather than rushing toward finding a fiancee, you should first develop more experience. What do you think?”

"Do you mean that you wish for me to become some kind of playboy?"

He asked incredulously, not believing the implications behind his aunt's words.

She gave a wan smile,

"Not exactly, but something close to it. Just make sure to discuss it with Milia no matter who you choose. I don't want you to be ensnared by some strange woman. One of the main goals of this endeavor is to make you more resistant to women and honey traps.”

He frowned again, this time a bit deeper, he could feel that there was more to the matter, though he could not understand what it was,

"I’ll properly consult with Milia to not cause you trouble."

He didn’t need to be babysitted just to pick up girls. He was the future king of this Kingdom. Women would throw themselves at him if he wished. But, his aunt was right. It was important to be careful.

It would be quite sad if he were to die on the bed of a spy because he chose the wrong person.

Lilith sighed in relief at those words. Though she served as the substitute, she had no power over Sol, or rather, she did not wish to force him to do something he didn’t wish to.

Thankfully, Sol had always been a mature young boy. "Very well. I’ve already explained everything to Milia. You just need to discuss it with her."

"I see. If this is all, I’ll take my leave."

Just as he was about to stand up and leave, he was stopped by Lilith’s abrupt words.

"Finally, let me give you some advice…"

A beautiful and gentle smile bloomed on her previously stoic face as she spoke,

“You can do whatever you want with whoever you want. Just, never forget who you are, please.”

As a man, as a prince, and as a future King. It was important for him to understand that he should never let his dignity go.

“I will remember.”

Nodding silently, he left.

Lilith, now alone, groaned quietly. She did not know if she was doing the right thing. But she knew that Sol needed to develop some immunity to the charms of women. She refused to let the same calamity happen twice for the same reason.

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After leaving the office, Sol had the impression that he was breathing again. The corridor more refreshing than the stuffy office.

If he had to be honest, he was quite thrilled at the idea that was proposed. He doubted many other people would be in his place. But he was simply curious, why now?

‘Well. I simply have to ask later.’

He would not hesitate and never did he wish to hesitate. Doing so once in a life was already enough.

Life was always full of regret.

‘If only I could start all over again...if I could have a second chance.’

Who never had such thoughts?

He didn’t believe that there was anyone who could. After all, humans always lived in regret.

In the past, he was just an ordinary young man who could be found anywhere.

He did not have some tragic background. Nor did he have a cool, heroic setting like dying after saving someone from death's grasp.

He was just an ordinary teen.

Losing his virginity in a very shitty way. Having a hard time finding a girlfriend. Never lasting long, in the relationship with said girlfriend once he got one.

A simple and ordinary life, full of regrets and wantings.

He had no memory as to how he died. He did not even know if he really died.

His last memory of Earth was getting dead drunk at some party and taking the last train home.

Yes, he wasn’t on earth anymore. At first, he had thought that he was reincarnated in some medieval time, but one look at a beast woman was all he needed to understand that this wasn’t the planet he called home.

Now, he was the crown prince and sole heir of the kingdom of Lustburg as well as the son of the man who saved the world, Mars Luxuria.

He was Sol Dragona Luxuria… The son of the hero king.

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