167 Episode 8 World Diplomacy Breaking Down (2/2)

”...... What makes you say that?

Hercule asks as calmly as he can, so as not to be overwhelmed by Sasan VIII's pace.

I'm not sure what to make of that. I'm sure you'll be pleased to know that your wife, Karolina, has a very nice pair of breasts for a pure-blooded High Elf.

”I hope you don't look at ......'s wife that way.

I hope you don't look at my wife that way.” Hercule said something quite sane.

But Sasan VIII did not stop.

”Your consort, the Princess Lunalie. She's good. She's got great breasts and ass. ...... Actually, that's the one I was after.

I won't do it.

Well, I know better.

Somewhere, Loukanos and Helena sneezed.

I hear the mare you recently acquired has a nice body.

”She has a name, Alicia Crom. I'd appreciate it if you didn't refer to my fiancée that way.

No, you used to call her a b*tc*.

You were calling her a b*tc*,” thought Todoris, but he quickly suppressed the thought.

I've heard she's quite good.　I hear she's quite good. I'm sure she'll grow up well.

I'll never marry her to you.

Mmm, I know, I know. I've had my moments.

Hercule made up his mind to never marry his daughter to Sasan VIII.

”And there is also a vixen, I hear, called Hupatia. She's a big one too, isn't she?

”......, yeah.

Hercule, who was beginning to feel a little overwhelmed, answered vaguely.

In fact, Hupatia is a woman of many ups and downs.

I've heard that your country's chief priest has a pretty good body too.

”...... You mean Cecilia.

It's true that Cecilia has nice breasts that just barely fit in her palm, but not quite.

She also has a great ass.

Well, there are some exceptions. ......

Giri.

Hercule's ears did indeed hear the sound of teeth biting together.

That was the sound made by the exception who was accompanying him this time.

Hercule regretted that it was a little early for Nia to be in the diplomatic arena.

I know what you like. You like ...... big breasts and asses, don't you?

”I won't deny it. I won't deny it. ...... knows a lot about you.

Our intelligence is very good.

What do you have your agents looking for?

Hercule shouted inwardly to Sasan VIII.

”I admit it. I do like breasts and asses. Scheherazade's are amazing. It was like two melons stuck together.

It would be so good to eat, Hercule thought.

”Hmmm. ......, right?　My daughter, it's really wonderful. That's why I don't want to give her to an inferior man. Clearly, there is no man in this country who can match her.

Sasan VIII assured him.

That is, of course, excluding myself.

”You are the only one I recognize.

”That's very high praise, but what about ...... your nemesis, Ihsan?

”Well, he's certainly a brave man. I agree with that.

But ......

Sasan VIII said with regret.

That's just a man who would be satisfied with a linasha. That's what he's made of.

”Yes, that's true.

Hercule thought of his sister.

I see, it is true that Linasha was undoubtedly the most beautiful woman in the Lemurian Empire at that time.

Perhaps, even on a global scale, Hercule could say with certainty that the only beautiful woman who could rival Linasha was Cecilia, or herself dressed as a woman.

But she was flat-chested.

It was flat.

There was a great plain.

(Ah, so that's why you're so good with sweat.)

Nomads and the Great Plains.

I see,” Hercule thought rudely, ”he must be running around the Great Plains today.

In the first place, ...... was a philanderer. A woman with no breasts is not much different from a man.

Hercule began to argue violently.

Sasan VIII nodded his head in agreement with the argument.

In fact, I'd say that men are better off with an extra bottle. In other words, a titless woman is just a backward compatibility for a beautiful boy.

”Well, I have no comment on that.

Messianism forbids homos*xuality.

It's a religious gibberish to say that men are better off with one.

In the background, Nia just kept saying, ”Relax, I'm not breastless. I'm not poor, I'm just not ...... big. The difference between me and Carolina is minimal. I have them. I'm a little below average, but I'm good enough to squeeze. Calm down, Nia Lucarios,” he whispered.

”Well, ...... let's hear it again. Do you want Scheherazade?

Sasan VIII asked.

All eyes were on Hercule.

”Hmm.

Hercule laughed.

Then he said .......

”Let me call you Father-in-law!

”Musuko. ！！！！

And so the match was made.

By the way, you haven't told me exactly how the marriage treaty will change when Scheherazade and I get married.

Oh, that's a story for another time. Oh, that's for next time. I've taken up more space than I wanted with the breast story.