Chapter 120 – Chapter 114 – Never Make an Elf Angry (2)

As the tree branches and fruits fell unsightly to the floor, Silnia’s swear words also reached Marina.

“What a fucking year! Do you dare to make something like this that others have worked hard for?”

The murderous atmosphere unique to Silnia poured into Marina as it was.
However, the saintess did not show a particularly agitated expression.

Initially, she grew up in an orphanage and had frequent contact with the poor.

A completely different environment from Silnia, who grew up in a relatively peaceful elven society.
Even though Silnia was better at swearing, Marina had a tough time resisting harsh expressions.

“Sylnia. How about refraining from swearing?”

When Marina said without losing, the elf looked shocked.

“What? I have to apologize first, what the fuck is going on?”

Silnia didn’t move her body carelessly even as she spat out her harsh words.
Well, no matter how impatient a woman is, as long as she’s full-term, she won’t think of attacking others easily.

Besides, the elf is now holding a son as well.

“Huh… Mom?”

Sylnia was startled and slightly lowered her gaze.
There her son was weeping in terror.

“Scared…”

The child held on tightly to her mother’s clothes and her eyes trembled.
Silnia put on an apologetic expression and hurriedly took her child’s hand.

“Mi, sorry! Are you very surprised?”

An elf hurriedly comforting his son.
The saintess looked at the two and secretly turned her eyes to her daughter.

Lenny hurriedly stood up in the flower garden and looked around in the direction of her voice.
She must have been playing in the flower garden next to her brother for a while, and was startled by Silnia’s yelling.

However, because her nature was calm, she did not cry.

Marina made eye contact with her child for a moment, then moved her gaze back to Silnia.

“To be able to spit such swear words in the presence of a child. You may need more attention.”

“Mr. Lee…”

Silnia lightly covered her son’s eyes and gave her saintess a ferocious look.

“I think it will be difficult because you are pregnant. So go down and rest. I’ll clean up after you.”

Saying so, the saintess pushed away the scattered branches with her foot.
The elf, who had cherished it, made an expression that his clothes would explode.

“Stop…”

She let out a rough breath, but once she recognized her child, she cursed no more.
Marina opened her mouth, judging that much of her Silnia personality had certainly died.

“I want to stop too. Now I want to avoid fighting in front of kids who will understand adults.”

This time the saintess picked up the twig with her hand.

“I will pick up the branches and bring them to Silnia Forest. Fruit that has fallen on the floor is also cleaned up by this side.”

Even if you don’t look at it, you can hear Silnia’s pouting.
Her face must have turned red, and all the muscles in her body must have been tense.

It’s as if the merciless violence she wielded against her demon lord in the beginning of her arrival here will unfold right away.

But Marina thought that Silnia would never harm her own body.

To inflict that level of violence, Silnia herself would have to force herself to move her highly constrained body.

Even though it’s hard to show off your abilities properly here, the Demon God won’t just sit still.

“Hey, saintess.”

As expected, Silnia spoke to her with her voice somewhat weak.
As I lifted her bow to her waist to pick up her twig, I saw that she had stopped trembling with her anger.

Marina watched Silnia catch her breath for a moment, preempting her conversation.

“Sylnia. I apologize for being a bit rude just now. But never do this… Black!”

Clearly, Silnia is pregnant.
But in an instant, she closed the distance and pulled Marina.

“Don’t bother me again.”

Marina held her breath as she was grabbed by the collar in an instant.
Silnia pressed her Marina’s face against hers, supporting her child, now quite heavy, with one arm of hers.

It was as if her intention was to prevent her son from seeing her expression or hearing her harsh words.

“You know I can’t hit you at all? Didn’t even have light contact with each other? You’re not pregnant either.”

A feeling of pressure that oppresses the whole body.
Silnia gave off an atmosphere that even her saintess could not bear.

As much as Marina is accustomed to hearing her harsh expressions, Silnia must be accustomed to such lifelike actions.

An elf wandered alone in human society for over ten years, and even kept his virginity, so he must be very good at inflicting violence.

“Watch your mouth before making a half-asshole. Or do you directly instill manners like a dreamy bitch?”

“Keugh… No, let go!”

Marina tried to remove her Silnia’s arm, feeling that it was difficult to breathe.
But even as she was pushing her arms with her two hands, the elf violently tightened the saintess’s collar.

“Don’t care who I pray to. Don’t flirt too much with El.”

“This threat…”

Even as Marina tried to answer her, Silnia barely gave her a break.
Silnia whispered to her bewildered saintess as her face turned expressionless.

“And don’t mess with Hernán, okay?”

“Kek! Can, breath… !”

Marina thought it was getting dangerous, and she finally nodded her head.

“Ah, okay, come on here… Kyaaak!”

Silnia let go of Marina.
Her magnet falls behind her, pulling her gently at the same time.

If she were another woman, she would have balanced her balance without difficulty, but the saintess, whose upper body was particularly heavy, lost her balance and fell to the floor.

“Ugh!”

The saintess groaned as she took the weight of her entire body with her hands.
She then realized that she had become on her knees in front of Silnia.

Originally, I wasn’t the type to pay much attention to such a humiliating posture, but now it was strangely unpleasant.

Is it because it’s in front of the kids?
Or because she was insulted and threatened like this by a woman of a lower rank than herself?

Whichever one was true, it was the reason the saintess was unfamiliar with it.

She looked up at Silnia, barely clearing her displeasure from her face.
Silnia said softly, covering her child’s eyes and ears.

“Go down. I will even build an altar.”

The demon god told me to serve him here.
I don’t know the exact reason, but by doing so, she would have given the order because it would serve his purposes better.

Hernan and the saintess have been hiding it well until now, but Silnia, who doesn’t know anything, is going to serve the demon here.

For a saintess, these words were difficult for her to follow.

“Aren’t you going?”

When there was no answer, the elf frowned.

“You really, after I have a baby…”

“Oh, Mom!”

The sound of calling her mother again.
This time it was not a boy’s voice, but a girl’s.

“Do not!”

Lenny stood in front of her mother, her limbs trembling.
The child looked up at Silnia, her tears welling up.

“Ooh, my mother… Ouch, don’t!”

As a child, he did not yet have the vocabulary to express himself accurately.
However, both Marina and Sylnia here had no problem understanding the meaning.

“Le, is it Leni? This is so…”

Sylnia was greatly embarrassed and hesitated.

“No, that’s why I…”

She always did it once and then put on her usual expression.
Marina judged that expression was probably close to regret.

“I was playing with your mother! I never bullied you!”

“Aunt Sylnia, I hate it!”

The elf tried hard to convince him, but one or two tears were dripping down the child’s cheeks.

“Ha, this is crazy. Yes, I am going down, down!”

Silnia let out a deep sigh of hers, and eventually she backed away.
She tousled her hair, looking at the scattered twigs and crushed fruit.

“Hey, saintess! Don’t forget my words!”

The saintess raised herself little by little and looked at Silnia.
Since the elf was in front of the child, he couldn’t even make a stern expression, so he forcibly tried to make a docile face.

“Then I will go down first.”

The full-term Silnia was quickly out of the garden with her child.
It was also a move worthy of a person with the strongest body among the current women.

Marina followed the elf from behind and stroked her tingling neck.
She certainly had no divine power, so if she faced the current elf, she would die or be crippled.

At least, since the elf had a sick child and a full-term pregnancy, it must have passed unscathed as she just did.

She felt that the saintess was and that she could make the most of that fact.
Combined with Silnia’s track record in this facility, she might be quite useful.

“Uh, Mom… Whoa…”

Just then, Lenny came calling for Marina.
It seemed that he was finally able to approach her after confirming that Silnia had gone all the way down to her.

“Huh, uhhh…”

Lennie stared at her own mother, holding back her tears as best she could.
Marina looked at the boy whose face gave off an aura similar to Hernán’s and she was silent for a moment.

And then she opened her mouth.

“Thank you, Lenny. Would you like to pick up twigs and fruit here with me?”

The child took Marina’s hand as he forcefully rubbed her eyes.

“Yes.”

“Then let’s go get her sister first with mom.”

Marina walked with her child and looked in the direction where Silnia had disappeared.
She then put her hand into her bosom and pulled out a small ring of flowers.

* * *

“L?”

Hernán, who was in the lab, raised his head at Potty’s voice.

“Sorry. She was looking after the baby for a while and didn’t hear me.”

He had just been looking at Potty’s second and third.
The brother and sister, who can now stand up and say “Father,” Smiled and clung to Hernán.

Forty smiled as he watched Hernán get along with his children.

“Bo, it looks good! And what I just said didn’t mean much, so it doesn’t matter.”

Forty said so and he called the first child to touch something eagerly.

“Wow? I’m done?”

“To…”

Ouna, who was sitting with her back to Hernán, pricked up her ears.

“Yes! I did it.”

It’s a cute tone even though it’s oddly out of line.
Hernan looked ahead, wondering what the kid had done.

Ouna sprinted away with her hands hidden behind her back.

Do you want to make a gift?

Feeling honestly excited, Hernán made eye contact with the child.
Then, with her golden eyes shining, the child held out her hand.

“Dad! Gift!”

What the child held out was a red ring.
After Hernan accepted it carefully, Potty added an explanation.

“I made a bar and a ring.”

Ring made of red rose petals.
Even though it was made by a child, I guessed that maybe Potty helped or ordered it.

That would be the case, because a light purple flower ring was hanging on Hernan’s left little finger.
It must be difficult for Potty, who is sensitive to affection, to just pass it by.

“How about wearing something my son made?”

Potty’s eyes lit up while looking at the flower ring that Lenny, the saint’s daughter, made and presented as a gift.

“He said he wanted to give his dad a present like Lenny did! Right, Woona?”

“Huh? Oh yes!”

Ouna hesitated a little before answering.

Hernán thought it was highly likely that Potty had told him to, but she smiled thinking that she was happy because it was a gift from her child.

“Thank you. Dad really likes this.”

“Lol…”

Oona twitched her bunny ears, blushing.
Potty also wiggled his ears little by little and continued to recommend.

“Take a look! Boo, there must be fingers that fit well.”

Hernán searched for her finger to fit the rose-petal ring.
And soon she found the finger that would become the owner of the ring.

“Right?”

When Hernan put it on the ring finger of her right hand, Potty smiled brightly.

“It’s like a ring worn by a married couple…”

Come to think of it, did Potty know about wedding rings?

Hernan looked at Potty, who lived disconnected from society, and brought up her question.

“Is the wedding ring worn on the ring finger of her left hand?”

“Yes?”

The wizard’s face went blank.

Hernán agreed to prevent Potty from being embarrassed by talking to other women.

“The wedding ring is not worn on the right hand. Always wear it in your left hand.”

“Is that so?”

Potty’s face began to turn red.

“Well, I said similar, but I didn’t bring up the word wedding ring!”

“Okay? It seems I underestimated Potty too much.”

Hernan grinned and looked at Potty’s hand.
Embarrassed, she hastily hid her bright red petal ring in her pocket.

All the other women would have been greatly offended if Potty went out wearing the same ring as Hernan.

It wasn’t intentional, but Hernán told Potty, thinking she had prevented another crisis.

“I’m glad the children’s presents are piling up. Will the second and third kids do the same later?”

“Muh, of course!”

Potty nodded her head eagerly and stood up.
She spoke briskly to hide her embarrassment.

“I’m hungry. Shall I go out?”

“Okay. The kids will soon be hungry too.”

Hernán followed Poti, hugging her children.
He arrived in the living room, chatting with Potty about her miscellaneous things.

“Ah, Hernan.”

The saintess who had arrived first greeted him.

“I was preparing a meal beforehand. Potty, please sit down.”

Hernán saw that Silnia was there besides her saintess and greeted her with her eyes.
However, Silnia only made a very uncomfortable face, but she did not react properly.

As she thought, she felt a strange atmosphere permeate the living room, and she sat down.
And he predicted that the air current would flow between the saintess and the elf.

Did you two fight?
But why?

He sighed, predicting that it would be a crowded dinner table.

However, a violent reaction came unexpectedly from the side.

“Eh, El?”

“Huh?”

“Why is Marina doing that?”

Hernan followed Poti’s surprised eyes and looked at Marina.
And she checked the lotus purple flower ring hanging on her hand in the same place as Hernán’s.

“Seo, is it a ring you made together? Made of the same pair…”

Hernan listened to Potty’s bewildered words, and closed his eyes tightly before opening them.
And then he wondered if he was putting rings on all ten fingers.