Chapter 40
In Europe or Korea, people of lower status should be humble in front of their superiors.
Praising the other person's abilities while downplaying one's own, and so on.
However, if you're too humble, it might sound like you're looking down on the other person.
So now it would be good to answer confidently without boasting.
"Yes, that's right."
"You're bold. But at your age, you've achieved this much, so you can be a bit confident. Isn't that right, Duke?"
Duke Visconti agreed with those words.
"These days, there are many young guys who lack ability and have no achievements, yet are only confident."
Hearing those words from the Duke reminds me of department heads and deputy heads clicking their tongues at the MZ generation.
Always starting with "In my day" and then the cliché talk about how young people these days don't work properly, have no ability but want so much.
A friend who studied history said this joke has been passed down from the Sumerian civilization, the first human civilization, until now.
How can the same words come out even in another world?
"But Fabio is an exception. That's why I came personally to introduce to Your Highness someone who has barely set foot in nobility."
It's true that the Duke occasionally does gloomy things towards me.
He keeps trying to shove the Medici baron family into my mouth and in return tries to make me a lifelong slave of his family.
Trying to push me into a position where I can't live without him, and so on.
Why is a grandfather over 60 doing things that a busty gloomy yandere pretty girl would do...
'Still, it's not bad since it means he cherishes me that much...'
From the receiving end, it feels very strange.
"If the Duke recommends him to this extent, I look forward to it."
The Duke gave me a signal with his eyes.
Although he didn't say exactly what, I quickly got a sense of what he wanted to say.
"This is a gift I prepared with the utmost sincerity, containing my gratitude towards Your Highness."
The box I had already handed over to the prince's servant was placed in front of the Second Prince.
The prince looked at me with a bewildered gaze after opening the box.
"What on earth are these round black beans? Surely you're not telling me to eat this?"
"Of course, you can't eat it like this. When you drink it, you roast these coffee beans over fire, grind them in a mortar, and then brew them with water."
Both the Duke and the prince looked at these suspicious beans with eyes full of wariness.
"When I went to buy pepper before, I saw heretics drinking this and asked what kind of medicinal effects it had. I heard that this drink made from beans called coffee has the effect of waking you up."
When they heard that heretics drink it, both of them made expressions of extreme aversion.
The prince's face even showed quite strong displeasure and anger, but...
I can guarantee one thing.
Just try drinking coffee and not being able to sleep at night with your mind wide awake.
Your already raging vigor will become even more active at night, and you'll be able to see an effect that feels like your virility is actually increasing.
When that time comes, won't you want to drink it like water?
"And it also has the effect of increasing virility. That's why heretics use it as an aphrodisiac."
If you gather 100 high-ranking people in this world, there won't be even one person who's not interested in virility.
I can stake my neck and legs on this.
Moreover, in a world where having relationships with many young women becomes a spec, needless to say.
"Hmm, but it's still a heretic medicine."
"Isn't even the medicine heretics eat created by Deus? We should rightfully use what's useful to us."
The atmosphere softened a bit at those words.
"The reason I brought this in is because some unfortunate nobles among us can't have heirs. It's to reduce such tragedies even a little."
It's a real tragedy for a noble to have no heir.
Not only because there's no son in that noble family to inherit the property...
But also because it means a whole enterprise in the form of a noble family disappears, producing numerous unemployed people.
As I gave altruistic reasons too, the wariness on the prince's face faded a lot.
"The talent personally recommended by the Duke wouldn't speak without basis. I'll try drinking it."
The Second Prince drank all the coffee I brewed.
His face wrinkled at the bitter taste of coffee, but...
"It's very bitter, but it has a subtle flavor. The aroma is good too. It seems quite nice."
Unlike the first time, he even smiled faintly when tasting it for the second time.
"To think those heretic bastards were monopolizing such a delicious drink, it's utterly outrageous."
"Is it that delicious?"
"The first taste is terribly bitter, but the deep aroma and sourness blend well, making it really delicious, Duke. This would go really well with sweet cake."
I asked the prince who had become pleased.
"Don't you feel a bit refreshed in your mind?"
"I certainly feel like my thoughts have become clearer."
Hearing those words, I deliberately lowered my voice and said.
"Isn't it that medicine shows its effects after some time has passed after eating it? You'll feel the effects clearly when night comes."
The time when people can experience the awakening effect of coffee most strongly is precisely when they lie down in bed.
It's also something every Korean has experienced at least once.
The prince smiled a very suspicious but satisfied smile.
"I'll trust you. I'd like to talk with you more, but I'm busy with official duties."
"Thank you, Your Highness."
"I'll convey good words to His Majesty as well."
With those words, the prince dismissed us.
**
Second Prince Peter returned to his bedroom earlier than usual after finishing his official duties.
"It's really amazing. Just drinking one cup of this drink has made my mind so clear."
And good medicine is always terribly unpleasant to taste.
But coffee became increasingly addictive with its subtle bitterness and acidity blending well each time he drank it.
"Should I have another cup brewed?"
However, he stopped that thought.
After all, medicine is medicine, and he might get into trouble if he overdosed without asking Fabio, who knows best about this coffee.
"Call Marie to the bedroom."
Marie, the woman Peter decided he had to make his woman at first sight three years ago.
It's not that Peter only sleeps with Marie just because he fell for her at first sight...
But he favors her enough to sleep with her 5 out of 10 nights.
"Yes, Your Highness."
As soon as Marie arrived, Peter immediately began caressing her.
And then he had relations with her as he always did.
After ejaculating once, twice, he immediately rested his head on the pillow.
Because no matter how hard he trains his body, he gets tired after enjoying two passionate nights of play.
"Marie, you're so beautiful and cute today too."
Hearing those words, Marie cuddled up to her owner and master's body as always.
Now Peter would surely go to bed like this...
But the Second Prince didn't feel his body was tired at all.
No, far from being tired, his consciousness was still very vivid and clear.
So he could focus on all the sensations he could feel.
The erotic sound of Marie's hurried breathing, exhausted from colliding with a man's strong physique.
Snow-white skin, sweat flowing over it.
The woman's soft skin and body stimulating his own.
Usually, he would go to bed tasting these sensations...
"I can't sleep. It's all because you're so cute."
With those words, Peter devoted himself to bed again.
On this day, the Second Prince succeeded in doing it 6 times.
And then he immediately went to see his father, the Emperor.
**
"Your Majesty, this coffee that Fabio de Medici gifted me is really effective."
No matter that the Second Prince was the Emperor's son, it was quite rude behavior.
So the Emperor considered sternly rebuking his son, but…
"At first, I was very wary because this was medicine eaten by heretics. But I couldn't not eat medicine recommended by Fabio, whom Duke Visconti vouches for, so I tried it once."
Seeing his son blabbering with an air that he'd surely regret if he didn't listen, he decided to hear him out first and then scold him.
'There must be a reason for that guy to be so excited.'
"Then my mind cleared and it became easier to handle official duties, and at night my virility clearly increased. Before, I would get tired after just a little enjoyment, but today I stayed up all night and didn't feel sleepy or tired at all."
The Emperor is human too.
That is, befitting a high-ranking person, he was very interested in increasing virility.
"Hmm..."
"The sincerity to bring such things, the ability to find value in things we don't know about, the skill in managing territory. Although he's just a mere knight now, he'll be of help to His Highness the Crown Prince in the future."
The Emperor thought Peter had gone blind for Fabio who had built up male pride, but...
There wasn't a single word among those that didn't make sense.
"If that's the case, it's worth properly testing him. I'll think about how to test that guy, you may withdraw."
"Yes, father."
The Emperor showed a solemn appearance and dismissed his son.
As Peter was about to open the door and leave...
"Peter, you're still young, so you don't need that coffee, right? Hand it all over for your father's health."
The Emperor gave a very human order.
But Peter, who received that instruction, felt wronged.
Still, he had no choice.
Because his opponent was his dad and the Emperor.