Chapter 51 - Selling the queen’s panties

While Marc was having some snu snu time, Gina was asking Rofta for help as she felt her combat ability after fighting the lesbian, Emma is too limited currently.

"Rofta, help me. I feel so useless compared to you and Marc. I'm not saying I'm unhappy with this scorpion tail weapon, but I need something for long-range, or at least mid-range." pleaded Gina.

Rofta nodded in response "Tell more specifically what you want and I will draw a few sketches, then talk with a blacksmith to get it made." Rofta was excited about creating a new weapon but he didn't show it as he has traits of a tsundere and thinks he has to act like the age he looks.

Hearing Rofta agreeing, Gina told her wishlist "Something that can float and isn't connected to me. If it can, I want it to look like a melee fighter but have hidden long-range attacks that I can fully control with my Sand Devil Slayer Magic."

Hearing it, Rofta wrote it down on a piece of paper before saying "Okay, I will try to get it finished before we have to join Platoon 4" and left Gina to herself.

"…Now what should I do? Everyone seems to have things to do." She felt a little bad that she was the only one who wasn't working hard for something. Marc was 'training' and Rofta just left to make her a new weapon. If she knew what Marc truly was doing, her negative feelings would have dispersed and she would have slapped Marc for making her think badly of herself when there was no reason for it.

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Three weeks went by really quickly as Marc didn't do anything else than training two different magic. Paw Magic and Bed Magic. It wasn't really his fault for getting distracted from time to time, as Lisa did all kinds of seductive posses that made his blood boil. He did once try to repel his own lust with his magic, but it isn't something he wants to do again if he isn't in a life-threatening situation. Why? Because it felt like suddenly being dumbed with ice water, or if you think you just won the jackpot, only to realize you missed a number. So he 'reluctantly' accepted taking breaks more often to train his Bed Magic.

Now it was the time the queen ordered Marc to join the famous Platoon 4 and Marc, Rofta, and Gina were about to go to the garrison where Platoon 4 is stationed when they are inactive which isn't often. Lisa wanted to follow Marc and try to seduce him when he's working. It was one of the joys she has discovered after reading too many weird books about relationships. But to Lisa's disappointment, Nina stopped her and dragged her back to the Adventurers Guild where she had tons of paperwork to do.

Aina and Nina already knew Marc and Lisa had crossed the line and they were both happy for different reasons. Nina was simply glad that her sister found her happiness, but Aina could already imagine a small squad of blonde kids running around calling her "grandma".

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"So this is where Platoon 4 is stationed? Well, it's easy to spot the difference in treatment." Marc said after looking at the crappy garrison he, Rofta, and Gina was looking at. It wasn't even made out of stone, but bad old tree planks.

"Are you sure we are at the right place?" Gina couldn't help question as she was the least knowledgeable about how commoners are treated as she has only been in her village all her life.

"It's definitely the right place. I'm not a certain idiot who has his head in his ass when he's following directions." Rofta stated while down at Marc beside him, clearly indicating something.

"Hey!!" Marc protested, it's not his fault that the world suddenly spins when he's following directions.

"Oh, right" Gina didn't refute but instead accepted Rofta's words, knowing full well what he means.

"Hey!!" Maybe they didn't her how 'hurt' he was before, Marc tried protesting again but they ignored him.

"Tch, you are just jealous that I only have one flaw!" Marc decided to boast a little.

"Your height is a flaw too!" Rofta fired shots.

"No, it's perfect. When I crouch I have a perfect view from under girls' skirts." Marc explained matter of factly before he began conversing with a soldier that guarded the garrison.

Gina was left a little disappointed that now that she decided to help Rofta in bullying Marc, they ended up losing the fight to his shamelessness.

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Marc showed the guard some documentation that he was the new captain of this platoon and was led inside the hall where all members of the platoon were sitting, waiting to see their new captain after the previous one died.

In all, there are 25 members of Platoon 4, but 5 of them are on guard duty and aren't sitting in the hall currently.

The hall was rowdy as the soldiers talked loudly with each other discussing and guessing how their new captain will be.

Soldier 1 "What do you think our new captain is like?"

Soldier 2 "Of course he will strive to be a hero like all of us. A man among men that loves the queen like us and has an unrequited love for her. The queen that doesn't look down on us and thinks we are useless just because of our low birth."

Soldier 1 "I was thinking the same too. You took all the words out of my mouth."

*Cough*

The talk was put on hold when they heard a loud cough and spotted Marc and co. that stood in the middle of the room.

"Yo. I'm your new captain for the next year." Marc greeted the silent soldiers casually with a hand in the air.

"…"

The soldiers couldn't fathom it and went silent for a little while before roaring in protest.

"A kid like you is supposed to be our captain? Dream on! You don't even have all your teeth yet!" Yelled a soldier that looked like he had the respect of the others around him, making others follow him.

"That's right! What we are doing isn't for kids."

"We don't play games here."

"How can you protect the honor the queen placed on us?"

"That's right!"

The soldiers threw all kinds of insults in Marc's face which he in response just whistled in amazement to.

*Whistle*

"What a warm welcome we have~," Marc told Rofta and Gina with a mischievous smile, not at all feeling uncomfortable in this situation like Rofta and Gina did. Rofta was getting angry and Gina wanted to move to the side and hide.

Having watched the show enough, Marc pointed at the soldier that the others seemed to respect and said "You, come with me outside for a minute. Alone" and walked outside before getting a response, but the soldier did follow as he wanted to hear what Marc wanted.

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Outside the garrison.

Marc had pulled the soldier into a friendly hug and asked in a low voice "Do you like the queen?"

The respected soldier stiffened a little before nodding in approval.

"But as you already know, the queen is out of your league right?" Marc the devil was influencing the man.

The respected soldier stiffened even more, before revealing a downcast expression and nodded again. Not having the will to say anything.

"But you see, it's okay to have dreams, even wet dreams when you aren't supposed to. Do you know what these are?" Marc told the respected soldier before pulling a pair of expensive-looking panties with thrills that no commoner could even dream of seeing as only royals can afford to wear them.

The respected soldier was gobsmacked and couldn't do anything for a short while. "…A pair of panties?" He wasn't sure if this was a trick question since it might not even be panties as he has never seen this kind before.

"This isn't just a pair of panties… This is your queen's panties. See this brand that says Fiore Thrills? It's the company under the queen's family, and this is the limited edition pair only the queen has." Marc told his billion-Jewel sales speech.

"!!!?? You are lying!! I don't believe you. Then how do you have them?" Exclaimed the soldier, not believing Marc.

"Sigh, you really know nothing, do you? Didn't the previous captain tell you that every new captain of Platoon 4 would be granted her panties instead of an expensive jacket like other captains from different platoons get?" Marc explained and lied through his teeth.

The respected soldier felt like an unsolved puzzle just got solved when he thought back to why other captains of other platoons have a different jacket with gold markings on it to indicate their rank. He couldn't help looking at the panties and imagine the queen wearing them. Coupled with Marc's previous hurtful words that the respected soldier was out of her league, he wanted those panties and Marc could guess his thoughts.

"You want the panties?" Asked Marc.

"Yes, what do you want for them?" The respected soldier asked, not even thinking about taking them with force. There's a reason he's respected.

Marc revealed a pained expression while saying "If you help me getting the soldiers in check, then the queen's panties will be yours next week. How about it?"

"Deal!" The respected soldier agreed immediately as he was afraid Marc would take his offer back.

"Great, now let's go inside again and you will take care of your bodies inside," Marc said, leading the respected soldier inside the garrison where the others are.

"I have to ask Lisa where I can buy this pair of panties. There's no way I'm giving Lisa's away. If I get accused later of selling the queen's underwear then I will just defend myself by saying I meant it's MY queen's panties. But I must say Lisa's underwear is getting more daring. It's almost see-through" Marc thought while walking inside.

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When Marc and the respected soldier came inside the hall again, the other soldiers were still rowdy and threw insults around.

Soldier 1 "There's no way the queen would pick him as the captain, he must be lying!"

Soldier 2 "I agree, let's show him what Platton 4 is made off and punish him."

The respected soldier managed to hear his fellow soldiers' words and thought back on the deal he has made with Marc, before yelling at his fellow soldiers "Shut it, this is our new captain that the queen appointed. If you have a problem with that, then you have a problem with the queen's decision! Do you have a problem?"

Soldier 1 "N-No of course not. I would never question the queen!"

"Soldier 2 "M-me too."

"Then shut up and greet our new captain!" The respected soldier reprimanded them.

All the soldier straighten their posture and yelled "We greet the captain!"

Marc looked very satisfied with his little stunt. He could have just released his Magic Power to scare them, but it wasn't his style. Not to mention he's sure Rofta will show them their place if they go out of line. Rofta can be really merciless sometimes…

Though Marc did wonder how it would feel like to say "How dare you. Kneel and slap yourself 100 times and I will spare your worthless life" like a true Chinese protagonist.

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(A/N: I know I'm making people a bit dumb but I find it funny, hope you do too."

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