Incompatible Interspecies Wives chapter 238

238 – Completed

We continued our peaceful daily lives in our new home.

I was enjoying everything I had dreamed of.

Sleep leisurely until the sun rises warmly.

Drinking alcohol while looking at the lake in the late afternoon.

Going out for a night walk with my wife and enjoying the fresh air.

I was living a life with nothing more to desire.

As life continues like this, I confirm once again that this was my dream.

I am just grateful to everyone who made it possible.

Chiendo reminded me of my dream.

Nerdo saved Shien’s life.

Arwin, who saved my life.

Brother Adam, who urged me to live my own life.

The strength of precious people gathered together and I was able to come to this place.

Of course, I was a little overwhelmed by the endless relationship every night… But especially so, Ner and Arwin cooked delicious food and filled my stomach.

‘Eat more, Berg.’

‘…Does my stomach feel like it’s going to explode?’

‘…You have to eat to be strong.’

‘…’

I chuckled, remembering the conversation at lunch.

Anyway, for now, I thought it was fortunate that we were burning so hotly with each other.

I feel like I will be able to hold on for a while.

No matter what, these intense nights can’t continue for years.

“…”

…It should not exist.

As I was sitting in the rocking chair and drinking, the familiar sound of a carriage began to sound from afar.

-Squeak…Squeak…

-Doo doo doo doo!

The sound of a carriage shaking, the sound of horses running.

It was a faint sound, but it was enough to be heard by me sitting outside the house.

I was expecting the other person, so I smiled and got up.

Then he knocked on the front door of the house and shouted.

“Flint is here!”

At that sound, a commotion arises from within.

Soon after, the wives opened the door and came out.

Flint brought food and other necessary items.

Because this house was new right now, necessary things were appearing from time to time.

Ner and Arwin came out smiling.

“You’ve finally arrived! “I was waiting.”

“Berg, do you like alcohol? Would you like me to follow along with you?”

I gently stroked Arwin’s cheek and shook his head.

Soon, even Shien slowly walks out.

Her stomach was very swollen.

Sien looked at me and smiled. Then she says:

“…Children’s clothes must have arrived.”

I nodded and nodded at her.

“I guess so.”

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We went out to meet Flint.

Flint was waiting for me to come out of the forest, lighting a pipe he had found somewhere.

“Flint.”

“Are you here, Berg?”

“…?”

And as I encountered Flint, I was able to understand many of the changes that had occurred in it.

A carriage made of high-quality wood.

An expensive-looking pipe.

Neat clothes.

Glossy words.

It was enough to say that he was a nobleman somewhere, not a merchant.

After pausing for a moment to see his change, Flint opened his hands and said,

“What do you think?”

“…Why did you suddenly change so much?”

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“I was lucky.”

Flint soon looked at us with a smile.

He slowly began to recite his changes.

“…Celebrien and Blackwood began to support me.”

“Huh?”

“Yes?”

The people who were surprised by the news were none other than Ner and Arwin.

Flint said, taking off his hat and bowing his head.

“You two know the reason best.”

“…”

Sponsored by Celebrien and Blackwood.

In the end, there was only one thing that could mean.

The apology for the two was still in progress in their respective families.

The desire to live a happy life depended on it.

Ner blinked for a long time.

Of course, she was a woman who came out cleanly at the end, but the fact that her family gave her strength like this has some meaning.

She was always rejected by Black Wood.

Now, they are apologizing and wishing me happiness.

“…”

Ner looked up at me.

An expression that looks like it might burst into tears at any moment.

It seemed quite meaningful for her to show this side of her family.

I gently held Ner in my arms.

Arwin was also showing the same reaction.

Although not as emotional as Ner, she looked at her carriage with wistful eyes.

Considering how much Arwin hated Askal, she couldn’t even imagine how much she must be feeling.

Soon, she let out a long breath and nodded her head.

“…Flint.”

I spoke to Flint on behalf of the speechless wives.

“…I want to say thank you.”

“When I get the chance, I’ll tell you intimately.”

I nodded.

-Party!

Flint immediately clapped his hands to brighten the mood.

“Come on! Change the mood! “Let’s take a look at what I brought today!”

Soon he got into the carriage and started unloading the luggage one by one.

I released Ner from my arms and went to his side and started helping him.

“Now, let’s start with food.”

He hands over a large box.

I took the box and put it down on the ground.

“Next is alcohol. “I brought a lot this time.”

-Thump.

“Here, baby clothes.”

Next, he handed over a bag containing clothes.

Shien ran over happily at the sound and checked the clothes one by one.

Her happy laughter rang in my ears.

“Next are some small tools. “I need it, Berg.”

“That’s right. Thanks.”

“This is my gift. “I collected famous ornaments from all over the kingdom.”

“…Even things like this.”

“Hey, Berg. Now I am in a position where I have to take care of you. “Two great families support me…”

I burst into laughter at Flint’s words and accepted the ornament.

The house was already a bit empty and I felt the need to fill it up.

“Okay, last one.”

And when I heard it was the last time, Ner came up and stood next to me.

Looking down at her, her eyes were slowly shining.

It was the look of someone waiting for something.

“….Half?”

I tilted my head at the instrument that Flint took out for the last time.

Ner accepted the harp from Flint and smiled.

“Thank you.”

“What is it, Ner?”

I looked at Ner.

But first, Flint had to deliver some news to her.

“Ah, Ner. Looks like you’re lucky. “It is said that the bard is heard in the neighboring village of Hosru…”

“Really?”

Ner seemed surprised by the news that followed and pricked up her ears.

Then she looked straight at me and wrapped her tail around her thigh.

“Berg.”

“….?”

“…Let’s go for a walk tonight.”

****

Bard was sitting at the bar scratching his head.

I was quietly looking at another bard singing on the podium.

A beautiful melody flowed.

Everyone in the audience who hears the song closes their eyes and enjoys the music.

But Bard, who was scratching his head, only felt a brief feeling of jealousy.

This was especially true as I knew the honor of being loved by everyone.

But now that glory is a thing of the past.

His most successful song, ‘Solitude and Purity’, could no longer be sung.

Because he had received a direct warning from Ner Blackwood, he did not think to call twice.

If you think about it, there was no consideration.

Because the love story between Berg Riker and the saint was beautiful, he disparaged his previous marriage partners to some extent.

It was the price paid for recklessly disrespecting the nobility.

Bard was not blaming Ner Blackwood.

In fact, if one song was banned because of his poor skills… That just means he has no talent as a bard.

It’s just that Bard hasn’t had any new inspiration lately.

So, we had no choice but to survive with songs other than ‘Loneliness and Purity.’

But even that was now reaching its limit.

-Tuktuk.

Someone tapped his shoulder.

The bard, who was listening to the song, turns his head and looks back at the person.

An older middle-aged man smiled at him.

“You said you were the famous bard? Wrote ‘Solitude and Purity.'”

“Yes, well…That’s me.”

Bard did not necessarily deny his words.

The man then whispered, his eyes shining.

“Then, sing it to me when you go up to the podium today. “I heard everyone humming it, but I want to hear what the original song was like.”

“…”

Bard clicked his tongue bitterly and said.

“I don’t know if you know the news, but… I won’t sing that song anymore.”

“What? Don’t do that, just call me. Are you saying that bars like this are of poor quality? “I will personally give you more coins.”

“-It’s not like that.”

Bard said.

He said, shivering slightly as he remembered the look in Ner Blackwood’s eyes at that time.

“I just…don’t do it.”

“…”

The man widened the distance as if he was excited by Bard’s answer.

“It’s bland.”

Despite the regretful sounds that followed, Bard had nothing to say.

Anyway, there was nothing that could compare to life.

…But that doesn’t mean I don’t get greedy.

‘Solitude and Purity’ was a song as beautiful as its fame.

There was a happiness that could be felt just by singing the song itself.

Apart from all money and fame, Bard wanted to sing that song in front of people one more time.

-Knock knock.

At that time, someone again tapped his arm.

“Mister. “I’m not calling you…huh?”

Then, Bard realized that it was the man from earlier who had called him and shut his mouth.

A small figure was in front of him, wearing a cloak.

It was a situation where I was approaching people in the dark.

Behind the small figure stood a tall man also covered in a dark cloak.

“…”

With that intimidating appearance, all Bard could think of were the Blackwood soldiers at that time.

He whispered as if making an excuse.

“Well…I haven’t been-“

“-Shh!”

At that time, a small figure right in front of me whispered.

The figure immediately raises its head.

“…………………..”

And Bard froze.

No words came out of his slowly opened mouth.

Pure white hair.

Beautiful beauty.

But at the same time, a feeling of intimidation is felt.

He remembered this face very well.

Ner Blackwood.

There was no way I was mistaken.

-Dr..!

Ner once again stopped Bard, who was about to get up from his seat and bow his head.

“…We came quietly.”

Then she said.

I didn’t know why she came here, but it seemed like she was giving me a signal not to let anyone know that I was there.

Bard, who lived without realizing it, nodded his head slowly.

If she wanted it, she had no intention of going against it.

Bard asked, suppressing his pounding heart.

“…Why…Why me…”

“…”

Ner looked at Bard like that.

And Bard was able to slowly read the change in Ner’s expression.

Her face used to have sharp edges… But now the energy from back then was nowhere to be found.

Softly relaxed eyes. Eyes shaking as if feeling sorry.

Bard also relaxed at the sight of that expression.

“…I came to apologize.”

“Yes…?”

“I’m glad the opportunity came sooner.”

Bard couldn’t believe his ears.

An apple.

The youngest member of the Blackwood family… Does this mean she came all the way here on her own to apologize?

For yourself as a wandering bard?

While Bard was unable to keep up with the situation, Ner lowered her head.

It was the appearance of a person deeply reflecting on his mistakes.

“I’m sorry. “At the time, I was consumed by my emotions and made a huge mistake.”

Bard was restless. The nobleman bows his head to her in apology, but she cannot even fall to the floor in response. I can’t even put my hands on her body. So she just receives an apology.

“Don’t…Don’t do this…! It’s okay…! “I definitely did something wrong-“

“-No. “This is entirely my fault.”

Ner Blackwood conveyed her own fault in her stern tone.

Bard realized that the quickest way to stop Ner’s actions was for him to receive an apology.

“Gwae, it’s okay, I. “Thank you for apologizing… Now lower your head…”

Ner slowly raised his head at those words.

“…Thank you for accepting my apology.”

“Do you even have a reason to say something like that…! Ah, no…You just want to meet me…”

Ner smiled.

Soon, she pulled something out from under her cloak.

…A small harp appears.

“…”

While Bard was taking the harp, Ner spoke.

“…I broke the harp at the time, right?”

“…”

“…I can’t repay you with this, but…Please accept it. “As an apology.”

“…”

After accepting the apology, Bard could no longer refuse this harp.

In addition…His greed as a bard was also stirring.

I could tell the moment I held it in my hand that this harp was of very good quality.

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“…It’s okay to sing about solitude and purity again now.”

“…Yes?”

While my eyes were preoccupied with the harp, Ner spoke additionally.

“I’m sorry. Then.”

And with a final greeting, Ner turned and left.

She walked up to the tall man standing behind her and hugged her, then she slowly walked to the corner of her bar and took her seat.

There were already two more people sitting there, also wearing cloaks like them.

“…”

Are they all also members of Blackwood?

I was curious, but I couldn’t ask.

As he stayed like that, Bard felt that his turn was approaching and went up to the stage.

Numerous eyes are focused on him.

“Hey! They say he is the one who brought about solitude and purity! “I was waiting!”

“I’m not calling you anymore! “Didn’t you hear the news?”

“What?”

Bard actually looked down at his harp.

-Tiriring…!

He plucked the harp with his fingers and figured out its notes.

As expected, it was a high quality harp as expected.

Even if he had been singing all his life, it was at a level he probably wouldn’t have been able to get his hands on.

Bard saw Ner Blackwood sitting in the corner.

Ner Blackwood was continuing a short conversation with the man sitting next to him, as if it really didn’t matter anymore.

Bard was contemplating Ner Blackwood’s apology earlier.

I kept thinking about that expression that seemed truly sorry.

It seemed sincere.

There didn’t seem to be any lies mixed in.

…And, she probably didn’t come all this way to tell such a lie.

“…”

Only then was Bard able to smile.

Solitude and purity.

It was a song he also really liked.

He smiled as he was finally able to sing again.

“Okay. “The song we will sing today is…”

He quieted down the loud audience and opened his mouth.

“It is solitude and purity.”

Then, he declared the return of singing.

****

‘Berg! ‘Where have you gone!’

Shien’s cry.

‘Berg! I’m behind on laundry! ‘Let’s go together!’

Ner’s cry.

‘Berg! We were supposed to go hunting together today!’

Arwin’s cry.

“…Eek.”

I moved the bottle to my mouth, but was startled and lowered my posture.

The wives’ request came out in an instant.

I was spending another day of peaceful daily life.

It would have been nice to talk to my wives face to face, but today I wanted to continue enjoying this drink.

Especially since I had a rough night with Arwin just yesterday.

I love my wives, but anyone who becomes a husband will understand.

You need some time for yourself.

Maybe I’ve become lazy, but now I just want to enjoy a bottle of alcohol as I like.

-Sigh.

I crouched in a posture that no one would think I was a war hero.

Move your legs secretly and quietly, just like when dealing with monsters.

It was also a kind of joke.

The wives would quickly realize that I ran away because I didn’t want to do housework.

For this, each of us would have to receive satisfactory compensation… But even that would ultimately lead to our happiness.

I burst out laughing, grabbed the bottle, and ran away.

Finally, we arrive at a nearby village.

I exchange greetings with the now familiar village security guard and stop by a nearby bar.

“Here’s a Bardi drink!”

Then, he shouted a spell to the innkeeper and warmed up.

I wasn’t planning on staying here for long.

I just wanted to have one more drink and then go back to my wives.

“One bardi drink!”

The waiter came over and handed me a drink.

I handed over the coin with a smile, then opened the bottle and brought it to my mouth.

“The wound on your face is deep.”

At that moment, someone spoke to me from the side.

When I turned my head, a dwarf covered in scars was sitting there.

“…I guess you’ve been around the battlefield?”

He asked with a grin.

Just as people from the slums recognize others from the slums, people from the mercenaries recognize those from the mercenaries.

Until this situation, it was a fact that I could not do anything about.

I smoothed out the scar on my cheek.

Wounds incurred while saving Arwin.

In addition, there were many wounds suffered while fighting for the wives.

I shrugged my shoulders and answered.

“…Yeah, well.”

Even if the scar on his cheek had nothing to do with his mercenary work, the scar on his forearm was not something that could be hidden from the dwarf.

The dwarf said to me.

“It seems like you’ve had a glorious life.”

“…Rather than glory…It was a lot of pain.”

“But you look good now.”

I chuckled at the dwarf’s words.

“…Do you notice it?”

The dwarf nodded his head at my words and broke his glass.

“It’s not noticeable! “Just seeing a happy person makes you happy!”

I shared a laugh with him.

Soon, he asks.

“This is also a relationship, so let’s tell each other’s most glorious stories.”

“…What if it’s an honor?”

“Why, wouldn’t each of us have a story that we are most proud of? “As for you, a mercenary… you’ve already defeated the leader.”

“Hmm.”

“I personally participated in the final battle between the warrior and the demon king.”

I raised my eyebrows in pure admiration.

“Is that so?”

“That’s right. “What an honor it was.”

I nodded and took a drink.

The dwarf then asked me.

“So, what about you?”

“Yes?”

“I think there must have been the most glorious moment. “It was the happiest, the most fun…”

“…”

“…I guess I’m also talking about taking some time away. “When you finish your story, I will also talk about the final battle, so let’s kill some time.”

I scratched my head.

It is the most glorious or happy memory.

I burst out laughing.

In fact, if I were to say the most impressive story in my life… In the end, there was only one thing to tell.

The dwarf whispers at my laughter.

“I guess you’ve decided what to talk about?”

I smiled and nodded at him.

“Yes.”

“So? “What are you going to tell me?”

I took a deep breath.

With a happy heart, I took a sip of alcohol and said.

“Would you like me to tell you the story of how I met her wife?”

-Complete-