Contraception and Supper

How can we persuade Damian and then organize everyone to form a coalition to stop Schmalen's invasion? Andreas is hesitant about this.

He shared this doubt with his young wife, who is charming and easily attracts attention, Lady Shayla.

Coincidentally, Lady Shayla is very interested in the young Damian.

After all, most medieval nobles had arranged marriages, where women's fidelity and promiscuity could reach a ratio of two to eight.

Lady Shayla unabashedly said, "Don't worry, my dear. I will make the ignorant young man Feel the charm of a woman's body. By then, persuading Damian will be a piece of cake."

Andreas' feelings were complicated, but after hesitating for a long time, he said, "I believe you can do it, my dear wife! Get Damian's army and drive that damn Schmalen back to his mother's womb!"

A man in his fifties or sixties couldn't enjoy physical pleasures anymore. So when Andreas watch his charming wife leave with the servants, Although he felt some anxiety, he was more hopeful.

As long as Lady Shayla succeeds, he can protect his monastery.

Compared to life and death, be a cuckold is nothing.

In his youth, Andreas had also had liaisons with shepherdesses in the wild, fathering illegitimate children and being punished by the church. Who hasn't had some romantic history in the past?

Lady Shayla skillfully arranged her cosmetics, including foundation, blush, lipstick, eyeliner, etc., similar to modern cosmetics. After dressing up, she looked stunning.

She picked up a silver ornament from the table and prayed, "Oh my God, I hope I don't get pregnant on this trip. I hope God forgives my sins."

As the saying goes, medieval moral values ​​are vastly different from modern ones, but they both have their internal logic.

It could be human nature or social background.

An encounter between noble men and women during an outing could often lead to unexpected developments. And if these lead to illegitimate children, either the couple divorces or the families become enemies, even escalating to attack each other and appealing to higher lords.

It may sound absurd, but modern society is not much different. A chance encounter in a bar, a boning in a hotel, a DNA test report, then multiple families arguing in court, even breaking the law in extreme cases.

The underlying logic is the same.

Even modern contraception can fail, let alone ancient times. For medieval nobles with very few contraceptive measures, they mostly believed in bizarre methods like hanging children's teeth to avoid pregnancy when the magic happens.

In reality, this method is not harmful, which was already a relatively good choice. Among various magical contraceptive methods in the Middle Ages, many were unimaginable.

Including medicines that are supposed to 'promote menstruation' in name, are actually just hanging a donkey's testicles on one's body, because donkeys cannot reproduce.

Some even inserted mint or animal feces into their genitals, thinking it could prevent fertilization. Others swallowed a frog three times or danced on a sister's grave, and so on.

Of course, this doesn't mean that medieval scientific development was terrible. Compared to the ancient Roman period, the Middle Ages were still a time of technological advancement.

However, the smear campaign lasting for centuries due to the Renaissance has given the Middle Ages a bad reputation.

The strange contraception methods were mainly due to the common ignorance of the people and the suppression by the church.

Based on the doctrine that life is created by God and cannot be harmed at will, the church always opposed abortion.

Initially, it was relatively civilized, but as time went on, the opposition to abortion became more stringent, even being written into laws and doctrines, leading to strong ideological constraints on the people.

This set of circumstances, even in modern society, continues to persist, serving as an excuse in many regions where abortion is prohibited.

Even the arguments presented are the same old routine of medieval scholastic philosophers engaging in intellectual combat with each other.

The resistance from both the state authorities and societal morality makes the act of bearing an illegitimate child less pressured than abortion. Abortion has completely turned into a secretive practice of rural wizards and witches.

...

Lady Shayla does not reside in the monastery but temporarily stays in Lady Marianne's estate.

"Oh, you're going to see Damian," Lady Marianne recalled the impolite Damian who robbed her when she smiled. "I'm somewhat acquainted with him. If you're looking for him, I can help you out and invite him to stay with me."

"Stay? But isn't there a rumor outside that he used to rob..." Lady Shayla was surprised.

In fact, Lady Marianne had her own intentions.

Many noble widows and independent female landowners, in order to prevent themselves from being invaded, often rely solely on powerful male support.

Although Lady Marianne has reclaimed her estate, she still needs to lean on a strong ally.

Looking at it now, in this increasingly turbulent era, Damian, who has both an army and cunning, is indeed a sturdy ally. Not to mention, Damian and she also share the secret of the Scoke treasure.

Other male nobles may not notice the ambiguity between Damian and Conosa because of their vast difference in status.

But Lady Marianne keenly feels that Damian has extraordinary ambitions. He never seems to think of himself as inferior.

"With warfare erupting everywhere, would he leave his fortress?" Shayla is prepared to reside in Damian's city for a while. But in such a tense situation, this is obviously a risky move. Not to mention the siege by enemies on the castle, just sleeping in Damian's bed for a few days or even months, maybe the child will be due soon.

If she could convince Damian in a respectable manner in a third party's home, that would be Shayla's best choice.

Otherwise, wouldn't she become Damian's free concubine? This doesn't align with the principle of maximizing her interests.

"I have some relationship with him," Lady Marianne said with a slight smile but refused to disclose what kind of relationship it was.

Shayla mistakenly thought that Damian and Lady Marianne had a relationship similar to godmother and godson. But only Lady Marianne herself knew that she and Damian were merely in a relationship of interest.

"Alright, then I'll trouble you. After all, it's about the safety of the entire Gothingen County," Lady Shayla reminded Lady Marianne. And naturally, Lady Marianne accepted calmly, turning around to write a letter to Damian.

...

In the Free City of Gothingen, Damian received a letter from Lady Marianne while arranging the city's defense tasks.

In the letter, she expressed feeling her territory was threatened and could be attacked at any time. She hoped Damian could bring her some soldiers and, incidentally, take away the wealth of Scoke.

This is exactly what Damian currently lacks.

With war looming, it is urgent to have finances.

So Damian took the time to bring a group of peasant spearmen and longbowmen to Lady Marianne's estate.

When he arrived at the main hall as agreed, Lady Marianne had prepared a sumptuous dinner.

However, what Damian didn't expect was that there was not just him as a guest.

This dinner had a total of two guests.

Damian narrowed his eyes and looked at Lady Marianne. She was a charming woman, her conservative dress unable to conceal her voluptuous figure, her ample breasts even more enticing beneath the thin fabric.

On the other side was a beautiful woman wearing a similar long dress. Around thirty years old, she had a delicate figure, her face charming and alluring. Unlike Lady Marianne, her dress was tighter, accentuating her shapely, slender legs and full chest.

It was lady Shayla in person.

Her presence surprised Damian somewhat.

In fact, theoretically speaking, Lady Shayla's status was not much different from Conosa's. For ordinary families like Damian's, conversing with her was considered extremely honorable.

But things were different now.

Lady Shayla had no power or influence locally, relying solely on her husband, Andreas. However, Andreas was an ambitious but incompetent man.

Lady Shayla, feeling helpless, and intrigued by the young and strong Damian. She hadn't experienced intimacy with male for many years, couldn't help but set her sights on him.

"Lady Shayla wants to discuss something with you," Marianne explained with a smile.

Shayla immediately showed a smile: "Yes. It's difficult to meet the hero of Gothingen County. I had to resort to this. Young man, the proper noble way is to make friends widely, the more people on your side, the better. It's not a good idea to lock oneself up and be alone."

Damian wanted to speak, but Lady Marianne pulled out a chair and invited Damian to sit: "Let's have dinner first."

Medieval dinners were commonly served separately.

But for the sake of convenience, Damian and Lady Shayla sat facing each other.

Just as they sat down, the chef came to serve. However, Damian felt something touch him under the table.

He glanced down and saw that Mrs. Shayla had slipped off one of her shoes, her foot in silk stockings gently rubbing against his calf.

But at this moment, Lady Shayla pretended to be looking at the scenery, her cheeks slightly flushed, pretending as if nothing had happened.

What a lascivious woman.

But Damian didn't underestimate Lady Shayla. She had managed to secure her husband's inheritance and become a countess, surely she had her own capabilities.

Medieval dining may not be accurately described as "miserable," Damian thought, considering such a description even to be a form of praise.

Fortunately, Damian was used to these tasteless and fishy-smelling foods, and aside from Lady Shayla's occasional covert harassment, the experience was bearable.

During this process, Lady Shayla occasionally mentioned the current war.

"Are you really not planning to unite the knights and fight Schmalen?"

In fact, Damian was prepared long ago.

A decisive battle with Schmalen was necessary, but consolidating the knights' cohesion and maintaining their awe of him were also very important.

So throughout the conversation, Damian advocated for the knights to hold onto their own territories and had no thoughts about a major battle.

This troubled Lady Shayla, who even pulled a chair beside Damian, sitting next to him and pressing her ample chest against his arm, saying coyly, "We can talk some more."

Lady Marianne left at the opportune moment.

Even though Damian was prepared, he was almost swayed by Lady Shayla's charms.

When he came to his senses, they were already in the lounge.

Mrs. Shayla gazed affectionately at the young, strong man before her, one hand resting on his chest. Standing on tiptoe, she leaned in close to Damian, passionately kissing his neck.

A warm and sticky scent enveloped Damian, his instinctively embraced the woman's soft and smooth waist.

His hand slipped under her skirt, slowly embracing Lady Shayla closer to himself. As they drew nearer, Damian's face gradually buried itself between her ample and firm breasts.

He gently rubbed his cheeks against them, feeling their soft touch. His restless hands kneaded Shayla's sexy buttocks, gradually reaching deeper between her thighs...