Chapter 193 – The Land Where Magic Was Born (5)
“… What exactly is a shade?”
I pondered and asked.
First of all, that was what I wanted to know. Veronica said shade = no sex. Fran just got it wrong, and it might not be a surprise!
After a moment of silence, Veronica answered.
“Shah, Shade… It is enough to sweep the other person’s penis, make it ejaculate, and then ingest it or apply it on the body. You don’t even have to insert it.”
“No shit, it’s ‘what’s different from sexual intercourse’!! That’s sex!!”
I screamed and screamed. The undead Confucian dragon inside me breathed out!
There are many people who think that just holding hands is cheating on them—it started with me—but how can you say that semen slurp yum yum with your goddaughter is not sex!
That was sophistry comparable to claiming that Daettalbang is not a sexual entertainment establishment!
Veronica said nothing and hung her head. Even if she thinks she is, it must be because the sex act was right. Is there anything called oral sex?
“… …”
“… …”
But that was then. The wives who heard everything started to look at me.
My mouth fell open in bewilderment. The idiot asking why is this would be a healthy bastard even if he lived with either his brain or his dick removed.
I said with a straight face at once.
“I will not. I have no desire to lay a hand on Veronica.”
“… Why?”
Fran asked. I could have put together a lot of words and asked a long question, but it felt like I didn’t do that. I knew all the words Fran would use as examples or questions.
To the question that came out of my heart, I answered honestly.
“It’s not like I’m going to die if I don’t do something like Shade. It’s an excuse for an excuse for me to sleep with Veronica here. There’s nothing wrong with not doing it, but you put your hand on her because you have a reason? That’s not it.”
I’ve been thinking What if Fran or Dana allowed their bodies to another man for the same reason.
Did I just skip it? Did he pass on the idea of having similar sex in a place where I wasn’t there and coming back, saying “Oh, I can’t help it”?
Bullshit is also a somersault kick. If you don’t want to be dismantled like cube steak from your fingertips to your toes, I hope you don’t do that shit.
Had I been in my Ada days, I would have pretended to be hesitant before accepting it. Nodding his head as if he was possessed by a rock star who died from a cracked cervical vertebrae while fucking headbanging.
“It is true that I decided to have several wives for her. But even there is a line.”
I said an important criterion. Coincidentally, today was the day to express my thoughts openly. Now that this has happened, let’s make it clear the standard for me to get a wife here.
“The person I take as a wife must love me and be someone I can love. And I will never lay a hand on someone I do not intend to take as a wife.”
It sounds fucking obvious, but this is important.
After laying hands on someone who has no romantic feelings at all, now become my wife! I won’t do the same shit. That was a minimal border line that I wouldn’t regret.
The word “You won’t regret it” Also meant not to damage the relationship between me and my wives.
The only result of playing dick with dick is ruin.
Didn’t Veronica like me like Dana did?
‘You want me to get a new wife like a harem of aristocrats picking up money from the floor?’
Is that just a criterion for whether or not it’s a joke?
Is this harem the future I want?
It’s a dog noise. I was much happier living with Fran and Dana having sex. What would I do if I recklessly laid my hand on another woman and our family collapsed or was neglected?
‘It’s stupid to do crazy things like that for a fleeting pleasure or desire.’
Even if there is a truckload of women who are more devoted and nice than Fran, if Fran can’t smile, then the fuck is meaningless.
Even if there were so many women who were more like-minded than Dana that I could wipe them all out, if I and her didn’t agree, I would live a life worse than dying.
The selfish bastard who pierced a hole in the hearts of his wives and increased the number of women he could embrace was not a forager. It’s just a seafarm.
Putting her hands on a woman and not taking responsibility, covering her brain as if she had fucked her up and arguing to take responsibility for everything, is what an asshole does.
Now that I’m married, I’m not the only one who’s responsible.
I said half-opening my eyes.
“Tackling a woman like an opportunist just because you have an excuse is an absolute no-no. It is more important for me to make sure no one regrets coming out of the family I started with you than to have more wives.”
In the culture of another world, there was a tendency that members of a harem or reverse harem—a hateful expression, but a fitting word—must obey their husbands or wives.
If you look at the root, polygamy-monogamy is a culture that began when primitive humans monopolized females or males.
I personally described this as legal slavery, but to be honest, there would be some bastards who treated it like property. Just like Dana told me I might end up with a translator.
“I hate to be like that. I don’t care what other people think.”
Didn’t he make up his mind when he took Dana as his wife? Fuck the life of being praised by others, and I will become a forager of happiness that makes my family happy!
After all, he became a bitch who called his wife the spoils he had acquired through his strength and power, so he couldn’t even get a kiss in the morning from Fran and Dana.
Therefore, I have concluded
“I’ll just learn how to manipulate dreams. It will take a little time, but there is no reason to rush. I don’t even know how time passes when I’m with you.”
It was sincere. For the past month, Fran and Dana have been chatting in my bed as if they were at a retreat, but the fucking day passed like a second, and the day of the promotion test was quickly approaching!
“… Franc.”
“Yeah, I know. Dana.”
The wives made eye contact this time as well. It feels like we’ve become some fucking best friend while I’m gone. It’s a good thing, but I’ll think about my husband who was abandoned as a loner.
I thought so lonely, but indeed my wives were different. As soon as I finished my thoughts, the two of them hugged me from side to side.
This is the wife’s sandwich, a specialty of the Nord family. Because it is not for sale, only the owner eats it.
“No, but what is it? Why are you here? I am happy.”
“Just. I thought we had a good husband.”
Dana rested her chin on my shoulder and said, and Fran nodded like she was right a hundred times.
“Really. But if this is the case, even if there is a child who wants to join us, it will be very difficult for him.”
“Of course it has to be hard. If you look at me and think, ‘If the second time is difficult, the third time will not be easy?’, What would I be! Other guys need to rot their insides like me.”
“Guys. Do not whisper in her ear through her husband.”
I’m not a real phone call, let’s not attack both ears with a sexy & cute voice directly. The serious talk wasn’t over yet, but it was difficult because the wives kept acting attractive.
Thinking so, I stroked the backs of my wives and got out. Then he went to Veronica and held out his hand. It was a handshake.
“I will definitely break the curse of your race. So please understand me with this.”
Odin’s memory and the remains of the past were deeply related to me in many ways. It’s something I have to do anyway, so I only added one more intermediate process.
No, it feels like filling in the missing link that was empty in the middle. Wouldn’t it be better to know a rough direction than to search for something without knowing anything?
Rather than that, I’ve been complaining all day, so just say that. Not here? If the same sound is heard, the conversation only becomes more complicated.
“… To tell you my true feelings, I thought it wouldn’t matter if I hugged you.”
Sipal. With rune magic, I’d even send a telephony.
Veronica said with a deep sigh. Did you fucking not hear the sound of my heart? Veronica chuckled as I twisted her face like a squid on a fire in response to her incomprehensible answer.
“Don’t do that. I don’t apologize I don’t know if I believed you were the party to the prophecy and tried to take on everything. It was an embarrassing mistake made out of impatience. It makes you want to hide in a mouse hole.”
“That’s not okay. I’ve plugged up all the rat holes in my house.”
“You did a bad thing. It is one of Teresa’s few pleasures.”
Is Teresa the name of that former Haysbent stray kitty that runs around?
That expression seems to have been a euphemism for Veronica, saying, “I will take care of myself in this house.” It’s like a fucking aristocratic expression. If I hadn’t fully activated the Elite-Daegaltong, I wouldn’t have understood this.
“I will not be ashamed to cancel the proposal. Forget the ugliness of the past.”
Veronica politely took my outstretched hand with both hands and lowered it.
Perhaps it was the courtesy of the Asir god to refrain from a handshake that was too much for them. Instead of letting go of his hand, Veronica lightly lifted the hem of her dress.
“This Veronica Eclipsis, as the descendant of the Asir, I will serve the successor of the Heavenly God with pride. I will dedicate myself to defend your will and life with all my heart and soul.”
After saying that, Veronica winked mischievously.
“Until the day you fulfill our family’s long-cherished wish, or the day we go on a long journey.”
“Are you saying that if you die or the curse is not lifted, you will have to live with food for the rest of your life? He puts a terrible curse on you.”
“Don’t worry too much. Don’t pay the price.”
“Shade?”
“It must be a gold coin. Such an idiot.”
Now it was Veronica who had 100% of her original attitude back.
Well. I felt like I was back to my normal life now. It is okay to turn off the explanation. ─Clap! Fran, who quickly checked the atmosphere, clapped as if ending the place.
“You all worked hard talking. The bath water must be cold. I’ll go and heat it up!”
“Ah, then am I cooking? If you eat later, you will gain weight.”
“Are you going to cook? I will help you too.”
“The guy who came from work is resting. … If you have stamina, do you work hard at night?”
– Hurry up! With a small whisper, Dana ran away as if embarrassed. It seems I wasn’t the only one who missed the hot nights I hadn’t seen for a few days.
“Quack.”
Fuck all of our wives. I don’t know if my wives can handle my Jujidra’s ramjwi wrapper, which has been stuck for 5 days. Imagining such a heartwarming future, I put away the teacup.
Then Veronica said to my back.
“However, dear. According to what you just said, you are also a fool.”
“Ok? What.”
I was busy tidying up the teacup, so I answered insincerely, but that was a mistake.
If I had put away the teacup later and looked back——I would have known what kind of expression Veronica was making at that time.
“Doesn’t that mean that even if I or other girls like you, you won’t touch me first, saying that wives are enough?
Otherwise, a girl who wants to be loved by you has to tell her all about her feelings and sigh until you give her permission.
“… Det?”
I turned to Veronica in surprise at the completely unexpected interpretation.
All that was there was a single horned cat.
【Normal people have a way of thinking that wouldn’t be strange even if they lived alone for the rest of their lives, but if that’s the successor of the Heavenly God, the story changes. A person who excels is bound to gain a lot.]
Veronica used the ᚴ (Kaunan) rune to telepathize while playing a prank on Teresa, a former stray cat.
[It is said that the human who was highly regarded by the Heavenly God in private was bestowed with runes and became the king of the age of gods. Then, in this age when the gods are silent, how far can you rise with your own strength? I’m already looking forward to it.]
“… Hey. Do you want to use honorifics again?”
【Cook cook. Stupid thing. It’s already too late.]
The years of having me as the successor are over. Veronica left me with a cheekier laugh than when she first met me and she disappeared up the second floor. She seemed to have gone to see her rented room.
On her way back to Sargadis, she told me to take the guest room on the second floor and put her furniture in the other room, but she’s got all the brazen ass. She looked after her because she was competent.
She giggled and took her teacup in her hand and went to the kitchen.
But Dana, who said she would prepare a meal, was not in the kitchen. As she listened, it seemed that she had gone to an underground storage room. Dana, who was looking for ingredients, looked at me and frowned at me.
“I told you to rest, so come crawling, very. Do you have any strength left?”
“It’s a rootless rhyme, but it’s so damn good. Still, I have to move like this to drain my energy so that Nunna doesn’t faint with her tongue stuck out at night.”
“Hey, you fucking big husband. Have I ever pulled out my tongue and fainted?”
“Even though there were times when I passed out with my eyes closed.”
“… Yes, your dick is thick, you motherfucker.”
It’s not that your poop is thick, and you’re dripping hard with your dentures.
As if I had started to get older, I burst out at the old man’s gag, and I rubbed Dana’s butt and lifted her ingredients instead. But Dana didn’t even bounce and just sighed.
“Hey. Nord.”
As for the listening evaluation, it was a tone that was no different from usual. But this was when Dana was controlling her emotions. I learned that the day I had my first night with Dana.
When I silently asked why, Dana let out a sigh and unlocked the safe in her storage room.
“… I was going to tell you tomorrow, but since you’ve already come down, listen and go. That map, about 1/5 of it has been restored.”
─Rumble. When he opened the safe, what came out was the map he found in the underground tower. Dana took out the map she had spread out in the safe and held it out to me.
“Even if we searched for the location of several ruins, we would have to suck our fingers, so we tried to restore them sequentially. So I dipped it in the solution and touched it from where it looked easy to recover.”
A map of the end of the ancient civilization that recorded the location of other ruins!
It was an amazing thing that would be a clue to the era when human civilization in the other world declined due to the Great War. However, even as she informed them that it had been restored by 20%, Dana somehow felt uncomfortable.
─Tuk. She was given guidance over ingredients. Could it be because of the recovery solution created by magic? I didn’t have to worry about accidentally tearing the thick paper.
That was a good thing.
It was okay even if my hand holding the map was strained.
“I didn’t intentionally restore it from there, but that’s how it turned out.”
Dana said as if apologizing to me for frowning. At that, I relaxed my expression. I couldn’t be the forager who made Dana faceless because of me.
“No, good job. Also my sister I was thinking of going to this region.”
“… When are you leaving?”
“Let’s call Frank together tomorrow and discuss it and decide. Still, autumn is coming to an end, so wouldn’t it be roughly around winter?”
Dana’s laboratory was also on track, so I didn’t know that adjusting the schedule would be quite a big deal. After saying that, I read the map that Dana had corrected.
This is because the location of the only recognizable ruins on the map was also deeply related to Bakta, the master master who was called me.
The place where the god who called me his successor reigned, and the land where runes and magic were born!
A continent adjacent to Fran’s hometown, the country of the Dwarves.
Even though it is called the continent of barbarians, a country that might be superior to any other country in technology.
Last but not least——the place where that woman is.
The mythical continent Germania was calling me.
