Alto, a city-state on the Cilicia peninsula, a territory of the Persis Empire....

　Here a woman was screaming.


　'Stop!　Don't do it!　Don't do it!!!!

　He looks about twenty years old.
　She has beautiful blonde hair and her eyes shine golden like the setting sun.

　However, the most striking thing about her is her unusually long and slender ears.
　Those ears sticking out of her beautiful golden hair were conspicuous anyway.

　One thing was certain, she was no ordinary human being.

　''Eei!　Do you have any idea what you've done?
　I just painted art!
　'What's the art in these shameless sculptures!

　With that, the soldier kicked the sculpture - a figure of a naked man and woman having intercourse, so futilely and elaborately made that it looked like it was about to move - away.

　The sculpture slowly collapsed, crashing to the ground and shattering into pieces.

　'Ah!　How dare you, how dare you art!
　'How many times do I have to tell you that it is forbidden by the laws of Persis to draw or carve your genitals!

　Soldiers stomped on the pieces of the carvings, shattering them to pieces.

　The land of the Cilician Peninsula has a warm and pleasant climate all year round.
　For this reason the clothing is thin, and in the summer they expose their arms to the open air.

　For this reason, they have little aversion to the idea of nudity.
　In fact, some people even think that nudity, in its true form, is beautiful.

　Even in Cilicia, once every four years, all city-states participate in an athletic competition, and even the contestants are obliged to be naked, even if it is to prevent cheating, and the gods of Cilicia expose their naked bodies in paintings and sculptures.


　However, from the perspective of the Persians.......mainly the Emperor Xerxes, it was incomprehensible to them that statues of naked men and women, no matter how much they were sculptures, were displayed in public places.
　As a result, the underbellies of all the sculptures on the Cilician peninsula were destroyed and the underbellies of the paintings were painted black.
　It was forbidden to create paintings and sculptures that exposed the genitals.

　Only the genitals were banned, and Emperor Xerxes was the one who compromised.
　Also, many Cilician artists did not really want to depict genitals, so they started to make works with hidden genitals.

　Thus, both sides compromised and came full circle...

　'What are you talking about!　Remember, the genitals are the sacred part of the body that makes a child.　Only when you draw it is true art. In other words, Eros is art!　Why can't I understand it!

　It doesn't fit.

　Only one person, for some reason, would not compromise.
　Rather, there was a woman who continued to make a work that even Cilician was amazed at, as if to provoke.

　Her name was Nifa El-Arb.

　She is a person who has been described as "a regretful, but I must admit that she is the best artist in Cilicia" and "the most perverted person in Cilicia".

　'Come on, you guys have something to say about it!

　Nifa said to the fifty disciples behind him.
　The disciples said to each other.

　''No, I think it's the master's fault.''
　That's what you deserve, Mr. Nifa...
　'What is it that drives you so far...'

　The disciples look at Nifa with half-lidded eyes.

　''Ki, even you guys betray me...''

　Nifa gagged and put her hands on the ground.
　The soldier looked down at Nifa like that.

　''Well look, this is the last time I'm going to miss it. There's no next time.''










　'Farr!　It makes me angry. Why can't I carve a sculpture of a person having s*x!

　Nifa took a gulp of the wine and then barked.
　The apprentice replied as he poured the wine into Nifa's cup.

　''Isn't it because it's bad for the education of our youth?''

　At least that's what the Emperor Xerxes intended to do with this law.
　But Nifa isn't convinced by that.

　''I don't get it. Even the Emperor Xerxes was born out of s*x. All humans start with s*x. We find genitalia disgusting because the person feeling it is a disgusting person. I'm not disgusting. Genitals are a sacred thing!

　Nevertheless, no matter how much Nifa felt that way, if the ruler didn't agree with her, it was meaningless.
　In the end, Nifa was left with one of two choices.

　''Choose death as a living creature, or choose death as an artist...''
　'Sh, Master I beg you to choose to die as an artist.

　If Nifa chose to die as a living creature, i.e., execution, the crime could be visited on his disciples.
　In the first place, it was only Nifa who said that not being able to carve genitals was 'death'.
　From the disciples' point of view, they can't draw or carve their genitals. So what?　This was the story.

　''But actually, I've been wondering for a while now... I don't remember taking an apprentice, you know?
　''Yes. We don't remember asking Master's permission either!

　The disciples smiled.
　Even if they didn't recognize Neefa as a disciple, when the public thought of them as Neefa and her gang, they were officially a master and disciple.

　''Well, it's good, but.......now, what should we do.......I guess it's best to run away from Persis after all?　However, I haven't left Cilicia in fifty (...) years since I was born.

　Nifa crosses her arms and gets lost in thought.
　Even though he was an artist, he couldn't live without monetary income.

　However, all the developed areas where there was a demand for art had been flattened by Persis.

　''Trouble...........''

　Nifa circles around the workshop in circles.
　His footsteps are unsteady, probably due to being drunk on alcohol.

　''Um ... I have one thing on my mind.''
　Hmm?　You are ... uh, I don't know your name. Yeah, so where?

　A female apprentice suggests to Nifa.

　'The Adelunian Peninsula,'

　Then Nifa made a dumbfounded face.

　'Adelnia?　That shithole Adelnia?　Are you serious?　You know, they can't do anything but fight and herd sheep and farm. The Adelunian peninsula, crawling with barbarians who can't even navigate, is that?　It's not a good story.

　Nifa shook her head widely.
　But the disciple would not give up.

　''That was a preconceived notion a long time ago, fifty years ago. I've heard that things have developed quite a bit lately. And I heard that you defeated that Pofenia.''
　War. I don't like war, you know. I don't want to be flaunted for such unproductive behavior.

　Nifa lowers the tension.
　'What matters to Nifa is whether there is a civilization where we are going, not whether there is a powerful nation.

　'But I've heard there are more Cilician than Adelian in the southern part of the Adelian peninsula?　And I've heard that refugees from the Cilicia peninsula are on the rise these days. I've heard that the nobility of Adelunia are buying all the art from Cilicia.
　'Hmmm ... well, but what other choice do I have? I don't like Pofenia, and Roselle is a more barbaric place. Germannis and all that, and there's no one there.

　Germanic people live in Germanis.
　But they do not exist in Nifa's brain.
　There are Germanic monkeys that look just like humans, though.


　"Well, let's get going... haha... ah, but what about the ship?


　'Don't worry!　My family is in business, one ship, I stole it from my parents...not...I'll borrow it!
　Well, I'll just get the food...
　Then I'm....
　I'm....
　I'm....

　The disciples begin to move in unison.
　If Nifa is going to go, it's in the water in the fire.

　All in order to steal Nifa's technology.




　Thus, a group of perverts came to the Adelian peninsula.