Kujibiki Tokushou: Musou Hāremu ken

Translator: yompyamper

Dunamis Savma is coming to the city of Rayous as usual.
TLN : Not sure about the town name.

This isn’t the only one, but since she met that guy, Dunamis has often turned up here.

Her back is straight and her mouth is smiling naturally with the greatest dignity.

“Here……”

Emperor Mercouri, who came to visit, stops walking in front of the chamber of commerce.
The area where people come and go is different from normal businesses.

“It’s there.”
“Huh? I mean, I’m busy with this shit — your Majesty?”

A physical labourer who has his upper body stripped stops his feet anxiously and turns around, but when he realises it is Dunamis, he changes his expression completely.
He says “your Majesty”, but has a familiar expression and tone.

“What is this?”
“Oh, I guess your Majesty knows, but it was originally a slave firm.”

Dunamis nods silently.
She stopped walking here because she knows this place well.

“I can’t do that business, so I’m remodeling the store and switching to another.”
“I can no longer do it.”
“It’s a liberation of slaves. Well, what happened? Well, the five great powers are banning it. Well, I can’t help but complain to your Majesty.”

The man says so, thanks her in a familiar way, and then returns back to his job.

“Slaves… liberation.”

Dynamis mutters the words, rolling on her tongue.
While thinking of that man’s figure in her mind.

After a short tour of the city, Dunamis went to her favorite teahouse.
In addition to the signboard on the table, this is a shop that has a plate engraved with “The Majesty’s Warrant”.

“Hello!”

The shopkeeper, welcoming the customer, sees the appearance of Dunamis and switches to a friendly tone.
Dunamis is loved by the town’s inhabitants wherever she goes.

She nods quietly.

“Do you have a seat?”
“Of course! The best seat is reserved for your Majesty. Come over here.”
“Hmm. Here’s a reward, save it.”
“Hey!”

Dynamis hands over the homemade banknote, and the shopkeeper is happy to receive it.
It is not issued by the Mercouri Kingdom, but is handwritten by Dunamis, so it can be used as money in the cities where she goes.

She enters the back of the store and goes upstairs.
Dunamis asks the owner on the way.

“It’s unusual that you’re at the counter. Did something happen to the usual child?”
“No, he’s at school.”
“School?”
“Hey! Do you know the recent policy of paying children who go to school in Aegina?”
“It’s my first time, what happened. This is Mercouri.”
“That’s it. That’s right, just sending children to school brings in money, I heard that you can get more money than when you make them work, the amount of parents that are moving to Aegina is soaring.”
“……Hmm.”

Dunamis turns her head quickly.
She thinks about the effects of this method.

“I think about the possibility of having children, but … I guess I can’t help it, and if adults can’t have any children, the country can’t help. So all the kids are studying at school at this time.”
“Is that so?”

Dunamis climbs the stairs with a thoughtful expression.

“What’s the matter, Iris Teresia Mercury?”
“There are rumours about this. Do you know of them?”
“Is it the demon sword wielder?”
“Hey, well, it’s just a rumor.”

On the second floor, the shopkeeper guided Dunamis to the best seat with a full view of the city, and bowed in a familiar manner then left to prepare Dunamis’s “usual”.

Dunamis now alone, overlooks the city through the window.

Ranked noble, demon sword wielder , dragon killer.
The swordsman with various names, Kakeru Yuki.

Dunamis secretly bites her tongue when she realises that she can not only release slaves, but also educate children.

Children are the treasure of the country, that is her theory.
Being enslaved during your childhood drastically reduces your chances.
Hence, she wanted them to be released.

Kakeru bulled both of these off at the same time.
Rather–

“I feel like he’s proactive.”

Dunamis mutters.

“How am I proactive?”
“Mm”

Surprised, Dunamis jolts.
Kakeru is in front of her.

Kakeru appears arrogantly in front of Dynamis and sits opposite her naturally.

“I didn’t come to look for you. I didn’t think you’d be in this town.”
“It’s an inspection. Rather than that …”
“Yup?”
“… I’ll praise you, well done.”
“You already know?”
“Slavery firms in this city are out of business.”
“I see. Well, it’s wise, because even if they cling on, I will squash them directly.”
“…”

Dunamis stares at Kakeru.

What kind of man?
Not only slave liberation, but this man can pull off children’s education at the same time.

Dynamis wants to know about that.
She wants to know much more than before.

But she is not just a woman.
She’s curious, but she’s controlling herself more like an emperor.

It’s the priority in everything for Dunamis.

Dunamis Savma.
Holy Mercouri Emperor, Savma II.
She is not calling herself an emperor for madness or play.

At least, not in person.

So.

“I’ve released the slaves, can I embrace you soon?”
“Okay, I’ll grant you one night as a reward.”

Dunamis responds immediately.
You must give commendable rewards to the minions who have worked accordingly.
It is the duty and duty of the emperor.

Even if you have no sexual experience.
Dunamis has no hesitation in rewarding Kakeru, who has surpassed the hurdles that no one ever has.