Incompatible Interspecies Wives chapter 131

131 – Bad Habit (3)

It’s night.

Tomorrow was the day we decided to return to Stockpin.

After finishing my training to lighten my hair, I sat down in a suitable position and watched the darkness fall over the city.

The cool wind brings me memories.

I wonder if it’s because it’s a human village, it reminded me of my childhood even more.

When I think about it sometimes, I think I was happier then.

I had nothing to eat and no place to sleep, but I didn’t worry about these things.

It was fun to survive with my friends day by day, and I was happy to share time with C.N.

Like this, it’s more comfortable when the body is tired.

Thinking and worrying as expected did not suit my inclination.

– Jeobeok…Jeobuck…

At that time, someone approached this place.

The sound of heavy male steps.

When I looked back, the Lizardman of the Pantra family was walking towards me alone.

Meeting the wives, the aristocrat got used to it, but he didn’t want to cause trouble.

I stood up and prepared to be polite.

“Sit down, that’s fine.”

But that lizardman rather stopped me.

Soon, he stood next to me and looked down at the city with me.

“There was a place like this. I feel a sense of openness.”

“…”

He opens the door and greets you.

“I am Mir Pantra, the head of the Pantra family.”

“This is Berg.”

“Yes, I know. I’ve heard a lot of rumors about you. I wanted to talk to you in the meantime.”

It wasn’t a hostile atmosphere.

I was somewhat relieved by that fact, and I sighed.

He said.

“Your head must be complicated, yes. You are about to divorce one of your wives all of a sudden.”

“…Isn’t it decided yet?”

“…What…”

The head of a family who had approached me casually shrugged.

In those words, it seemed to contain the meaning of watching.

Surely, his expression wrinkled.

To be honest, I wonder if this makes sense.

But again, it’s impossible to put on a toe.

It is clear that mercenaries like us will easily disappear if we become hostile to the royal family.

Another reason I was able to suppress my emotions to some extent was because of my wives’ feelings for me.

They are still friends.

It’s no secret that he wants to leave me.

No matter how close you get to know me… Living a lifetime is definitely something that requires a commitment.

…Maybe he would like it if polygamy was abolished.

You may be hoping to break up as a good friend.

I felt a little frustrated with that fact.

“Is your married life going well?”

Mir Pantra asked a question as if asking about her well-being.

I nodded without giving another answer.

I didn’t want to tell him about our relationship, which was starting to crumble.

“It’s amazing. Did you think that all the special beings would become the wife of you, a commoner, a human?”

I looked up at Mir Pantra.

“…Special beings?”

“Why, isn’t Ner Blackwood famous for his white tail? You, a commoner, may not have known. It was also a shocking fact that her Mrs. Blackwood died because of her. You have no idea how sensitive Lord Blackwood has become since then.”

“…It wasn’t Nere’s fault.”

“…That’s what they say. Another was Nere Blackwood, but many looked upon her for the fact that she had grown up ugly. Did he ever think that Nere Blackwood would eventually go to the mercenary? Oh, I’m not being sarcastic, so please don’t take it as strange.”

I nodded.

As he said, the fact that he came to me as a mercenary was an unusual case.

Mir Pantra continues.

“In addition to that, that Arwin Celebrien. He was born with an exceptional lifespan among elves. She was at the same time ruined by her longevity, and she was the one who went about her eccentricities for a while. Ha, she didn’t even think she would end up with someone.”

She knew that Arwin had a lot of scars, but she didn’t know that she was even among many nobles.

I didn’t know that there was quite a bit of information going around among the nobles.

“Originally, if you are aristocrats, do all of you have information about other families like that?”

“No, our family is a bit special. It’s because I’m interested in other people’s stories. I came to you to ask for a little bit of that information.”

He said with a small smile.

I felt rather comfortable with his honesty.

“So, those two… are you getting along?”

I nodded again.

“…Yes.”

Maybe these are my hopes.

Mir Pantra nodded and said.

“Well, they seem to be on good terms. I didn’t know Ner Blackwood could wag his tail like that. I never thought that Arwin Celebrien would smile like that.”

“…”

It was comforting to see it that way in the eyes of others.

I just hoped that our relationship, which had developed slowly, would move forward.

I kept my silence and looked ahead.

He asks.

“…Have you shared your body?”

“…”

At that question, I looked at him coldly.

No matter how noble you are, this is not a question to ask carelessly.

The character of the Lizardman, whose intentions are unknown, came to mind.

At that gaze, Mir Pantra smiled.

“Don’t be so hostile. There is another reason for asking.”

“…”

“…The more I look at you, the more you look like a well-forged sword. Strong, dangerous, useful. The thing is, you’re just a sword, and whoever wields it has to be okay. It looks like you and Captain Adam got along well during that time.”

When I didn’t give any answer to the sudden evaluation, Mir Pantra finally revealed his intentions.

“…I was just giving you advice to have a child if you’re on good terms with each other.”

“…”

Child.

I blinked at those words.

“It’s because you don’t know His Majesty the King. No matter what anyone says, if you have a conviction, you are the one who keeps it. If polygamy is abolished, you will surely have to choose one wife.”

“…If that’s the case, wouldn’t it be better to have children?”

“If you have a child, you can ask His Majesty the King. How do you get a divorce when you have children? The child will lose her father, and her wife will not be able to find a new mate.”

“……”

“Whatever it is, it will be better than not having children. If you don’t have children, it’s an easy farewell.”

I pondered Mir Pantra’s words.

If you don’t like parting, it’s said to make a child.

To be honest, the advice wasn’t that realistic to me.

Let alone wives and children, I haven’t even had a deep relationship yet.

Nevertheless, I think about it at the same time.

How will the wives and children grow up?

The child of Nerwa.

A child with Arwin.

It’s a topic that I should have thought about, but maybe it’s because our relationship is still a relationship.

I’m imagining this for the first time now.

“…”

Even then, I shook my head, calming my complicated mind.

“…Why are you saying this?”

Mir Pantra’s long tongue came out once and went in.

And then, with an expression that couldn’t read his emotions, he said.

“Okay. Why?”

****

Ner now roamed relatively freely in the safe Jackson family estate.

In the first place, no one knew who she was.

I also treated her with care as much as her.

Especially as long as the king was with this manor, everyone was more careful than ever before.

In such a situation, Ner went outside to catch the night air.

She went out for a walk after telling the Red Flame Team members that she would visit the Jackson family garden.

She had a reason for doing this.

…Because when I go out for a walk at night like this, Berg always visits me.

His restraints used to feel like a leash.

It’s been a while since those restrictions made me feel better.

Because it also means that you care about yourself that much.

Now even waiting for him was fun.

There was that nervousness that I felt when I thought about when it would come.

In the end, there was a feeling of trust because he knew that Berg would find him one day.

It was good that my body, which had cooled while waiting, warmed up the moment I was with him.

It was also fun to play that light game to find the hidden self.

I just liked everything.

So even in a place like this, she couldn’t give up her night walk.

-Cold…Cold…

The sound of footsteps echoed within a short time.

“Ber…”

Ner looked back at her, clutching at her heart that had started to beat, but there was someone else walking there, not Berg.

“…Saint.”

A saintess with a strange atmosphere approached her.

In her hand was a small book.

“…I wanted to meet you.”

The saintess said to Ner.

Ner tilted his head at those words.

“…Me?”

The saintess nodded her head.

She then turns her head and thinks of something she says.

“…When I was young, my body wasn’t that good. And at that time, I received a lot of help from the werewolves. I also visited Blackwood’s manor. I remember that the waterfall was big.”

Ner nodded her head softly at those words.

“…That’s right. I’m glad you got help.”

The saintess smiled.

But her smile didn’t look too happy.

The saintess calmly approached and stood next to Ner.

She asks as she reaches for the flowers in her garden.

“…So, you’re going to die tomorrow?”

Ner nodded.

Berg said so.

“Yes. I guess I’ll be back tomorrow.”

At those words, the saintess quietly turned her head and said.

“Sorry. I wanted to get closer to Ner.”

Ner took it well.

I awkwardly replied with a smile.

Then the saintess changed the subject.

“Ner, why are you here tonight?”

Ner hesitated.

I wasn’t used to talking about myself to others yet.

Especially if it was related to Berg.

But there was nothing else to say.

I didn’t know when Berg would come looking for me.

“…Was waiting for her husband.”

So Ner endured his embarrassment and answered.

I didn’t know why I was so ashamed of this, but I couldn’t help feeling that way.

“…Ah.”

The saintess nodded her head at that answer.

A voice that feels sad again.

In the end, Ner could not stand it and asked.

“…Is something wrong?”

“Yes?”

“Because his voice made me feel sad.”

“…”

The saintess, who stiffened at that question, smiled hard at her smile.

“…No.”

Then she took a deep breath.

Soon, the saintess turns around as if she wants to quickly move on to the main subject.

Her ner looked straight into her eyes and handed her the book she was holding.

“…What is this?”

The saintess answers Ner’s question.

“…It’s a book full of medical knowledge.”

“Yes?”

Ner received her book, being careful not to touch her fingers with her hand.

Ask at the same time.

“Why is this…to me…”

“I have traveled the world and healed many people. Because there was a miracle received from Hea.”

The saintess smiles as she speaks.

“At the same time, I received several gifts in return… Medical knowledge is not what I need. Because if you put her hand on it, it hurts.”

“…”

Ner felt grateful, but still, her saintess’ answer was not a reason to hand over this book.

I wonder if someone I’ve never had contact with gives me a gift.

From noble mtl dot com

Ner says.

“Thank you. But…I still don’t know why you’re giving this to me.”

Why did you choose yourself among many, many people?

The saintess spoke carefully about him.

“Please protect her husband with that.”

“……Yes?”

Ner momentarily took a defensive stance.

I also frowned on my own.

I didn’t like the exchange of glances between Berg and the saintess, but I feel uncomfortable doing it this way.

I wonder if the saintess fell in love with Berg.

Even though she is a saint.

Because they are of the same race, they are even more wary.

“Why is the saintess worried about my husband?”

“…This is a reward for Ner. Because I got a lot of help when I was younger. In addition, I thought it would be helpful to know that werewolves are well versed in medicine. And…”

“…?”

Ner waited for the saintess’ words to follow.

She is the saint who hesitated for a long time.

“…Because Berg saved me.”

“……”

Ner was dumbfounded by those words.

The saintess added before the proper anger erupted.

“…During this war, he carried me to safety after passing out.”

“……”

“That’s why, please accept it. It might be of great help someday.”

Ner tries to express his anger at the fact that her saintess called Berg’s name… She realizes that it is not so easy for her.

In the first place, Ner wasn’t the type to get angry with someone.

She also wondered if she was sensitive to herself.

I saved my life thanks to Berg, so I wonder if I could act like this.

It felt too petty to be angry with her saintess just for the fact that she called her name.

On top of that, it was Nere who was worried that Berg would get hurt.

As the saintess said, this book might contain the information she needs.

“…”

So she was offended, but her heart gave thanks worthy of patience.

“Thank you. Let me look at the book.”

When the saintess said that, she nodded her head again with a bitter expression.

“Ner!”

At that moment, Berg’s voice rang out from somewhere.

Ner immediately turned her head and looked in the direction of Berg.

“Berg!”

She, too, rushed towards Berg in her momentary ecstasy.

But Berg’s eyes were not on Ner.

As if fighting a battle, Nere looks at the saintess behind her.

“…?”

When Berg’s gaze didn’t turn to him, Ner looked back in displeasure.

The saintess was moving her steps with her back turned before she knew it.

“…What did you talk about?”

Berg asked from the side.

Ner said while holding up the book he had just received.

“I got this book. He said he hoped it would help.”

“What book is it?”

“A book with medical knowledge. He said he hoped it would help us.”

“….”

At that, Berg shut his mouth.

After being silent for a long time, he finally spoke to Ner.

“…Let’s go back. I have to leave tomorrow.”