Chapter 131 – Chapter 125 – Confinement (4)

“L… I’m sorry, but I’ll go in first.”

Potty drooped his ears with his tired eyes.

“Please let me in when all my children are washed…”

In recent days, Potty has seemed pretty tired.
Asking Hernán to use the right to wish was also a waste of energy, but he seemed particularly tired of childcare.

“Okay. Go in first.”

However, Potty didn’t go in easily and lingered, as if he had some lingering feelings.

“What are you doing, Potty? You will be tired, so go to sleep for today.”

She hesitated a little longer, then nodded her head.

“Oh, I miss magic sometimes.”

Potty quietly entered her room.

“If you have magical powers, fatigue will be healed like magic…”

Watching Potty’s door close, Hernán did not react.
To be honest, it’s awkward to react because she speaks so openly.

As he returned to the dining table in the living room, he remembered Potty’s appearance before entering.

Although Potty was timid, he would display a certain level of confidence and exaltation when it came to using magic.

His shrunken body stretched out, and his eyes became lively.
To some extent, it was not psychological, but it seemed that the body was actually energized.

Ordinary human wizards feel fatigue from the moment they use magic.
Considering that exhaustion is common when using magic for a long time, Potty is a very unusual case.

In fact, Karine also tried to learn magic, but didn’t she give up on magic in the end because of that terrible exhaustion?
Especially after awakening the power of a god, it became even more impossible to use magic.

The court mage originally explained difficult theories, saying that it was not natural for humans to deal with magical powers, but in the end, there was only one conclusion.

It is difficult for mankind to handle magic.
So if you can’t, don’t even try.

“L!”

Then, what about a race that lives with a stone that emits magical power all the time?

Hernan looked at Sharpie and opened his mouth.

“Sharpie! Are you washing the kids?”

“Karine went in first!”

Sharpie smiled and greeted Hernán.
She pulled out her chair for Hernán to sit on, with herself and her Forty children by her side.

“Sit here! It will take some time for Karine to come out.”

I will suffer alone
Why did the kids take only those who are in a bad mood right now?

Hernan felt sorry for Karine, who had taken on most of her household chores due to Marina and Hernan’s recent injuries.

“Can you watch the kids here? I’ll go and help…”

“L.”

Sharpie took Hernán’s hand.
And she tugs slowly, her red eyes shining.

“Let’s leave Karine alone. El needs to rest, right?”

Hernán alternated between looking at Sharpie and her bathroom.
In the meantime, the demon king opened his mouth again.

“Sylnia was supposed to come up tomorrow too. Then she would be busier, shouldn’t she get some rest?”

Sharpie’s words certainly made sense.
Even now, ten days before Silnia’s due date, her own back hasn’t gotten any better.

Her only consolation was that she hadn’t gotten any worse, but Hernán, who often had a rough life, knew that this was not a very good sign.

She is probably preventing the strong body and health she has accumulated throughout her life from deteriorating, but her injury itself is likely to be quite deep.

In other words, maintaining strenuous activities or activities that accumulate fatigue can cause problems at any time.

“Even the saintess has to lie in bed. Then, the childbirth will require more help from Hernán. So let’s take care of ourselves more.”

The demon king glanced into the bathroom and slowly stroked Hernán’s hand.

“Karine will be fine. If I am anxious, will this body go and help me? L is looking after the kids for a while.”

Hernan eventually gave up trying to help Carine.

“No. Instead, talk to me for a second.”

“Conversation?”

Sharpie stopped in her staggered awake state.

“How about going to L first and resting before talking? I and Karine will take care of the kids.”

She said and pointed to her room.

But Hernan shook her head and opened her mouth.

“How about you, Sharpie, use magic or use mana?”

“… What?”

Sharpie’s reaction is a bit.
A little slower than usual.
Besides, the hearts in her eyes also seemed to have shrunk slightly.

A small crack that appeared to the demon king Sharpie.

It seems that the question of simply trying to compare Potty’s constitution with that of the Asmodians stabbed something inside Sharpie.

Hernán felt that instead of the original intention of her question, a question that had been lingering in her head ever since Karine’s pregnancy had arisen.

Has Sharpie ever been here and used magic?

Hernán opened her mouth, fumbling for the sudden opportunity.

“Is something reacting to your body?”

“The response is coming. Demons become a little more energetic when they use magic.”

All of a sudden, the small crack in the demon king was sealed.
Sharpie, who recovered her normal form in an almost instant, had a calm demeanor.

“External magical energy circulates through the body, giving a feeling of full power. Of course, if you squeeze her internal magic stone, you will eventually get tired.”

“Then, if you want to use magic here, you have to squeeze magic from inside the magic stone?”

“Huh? The dream magic stone is quite weak, so it is difficult to use magic without external magic.”

A look that speaks of common sense.
He continues to speak in a calm yet playful atmosphere.

“That’s why you have to live while diligently harvesting other people’s spirits. Ah, dream horses are indeed social animals…”

I’ll try to quickly move on to another topic.
Hernán intuited that and brought out his words first.

“Then no one has used magic since we got here, right? Because Potty doesn’t have magic, so he can’t use magic.”

Instead of answering, Sharpie only blinked.
But that silence didn’t last long.

“Yap!”

Suddenly sparks flew from the sharpie’s fingertips.

“And!”

The children who were quietly playing among themselves screamed when they saw it.

“Mom! Me too!”

Ella, in particular, approached Sharpie with her eyes twinkling.
But the sharpie seemed dizzy, leaning her back and pressing hard on her table.

“Mom!”

It was Ella who shouted first.

“Sharpie!”

Then, Hernán was startled and tried to support the sharpie.
But she held out her hand and stopped Hernán.

“Don’t use your back. It gets worse.”

Staggering as he sat down, the Demon King barely recovered his original posture.

“How is it? Now, after coming here, has there been one person who has used magic?”

It’s not easy how to react.
So, she asked a simple question that came to mind.

“Perhaps the spirit is not enough, so the mana…”

“I’m sorry…”

Sharpie intercepted Hernán before she could finish her sentence.

“I am very tired even with this level of magic… This body mana stone itself is weak due to racial limitations. It’s all the more so since there is no external magic here.”

If this action is a response to subtle pressure, it is indeed a bold one.
It’s like exposing your hidden abilities.

And it’s a pretty smart choice too.

“So how is your body? Aren’t you overdoing it?”

Hernán had no time to judge whether she was performing her act in front of her children.

Thanks to this, Hernan was only able to get her hands on the information that her abilities were weak to the point of not being meaningful.

At the same time as revealing her own ability, it tells her that it is insignificant.
It can be said to be both bold and wise.

Hernán felt sorry for that fact and remembered her potty.

After all, Potty’s help is desperately needed in matters related to magic.
And when it comes to Sharpie work, no one is as unreliable as Forty.

Because Potty relies heavily on Sharpie and follows him.

Hernán predicted that it would take her longer than she thought to access the secrets that this enchanting dreamer was hiding.

“Mom? Are you okay?”

“Huh. Mom is fine now.”

As he finished her thoughts, Sharpie was soothing Ella.

“Come on, El. Would you like Daddy to comfort Ella?”

Sharpie sent Hernán her eye smile.

Hernan smiled at her like a sharpie and stroked her child’s head.

“Mom is fine now. Because her father helped.”

“Okay? Okay then…”

The child muttered with her relieved face.
She then held her parents’ hands tightly.
Muttered to Hernando as he took her daughter’s hand.

I hope your relationship with this dreamer will end beautifully.
Even for the child to have a good memory.

* * *

After all, Hernán didn’t enter the room until after Karine had brought her children out.
Rather, in rather ambiguous terms, he was leaking Sharpie’s words to go into his room.

“They all washed up and came out. Now, Demon King, you can go in and wash up.”

“Yes…”

Sharpie woke up with a tired face.
I don’t know if it’s simply because of the cumulative parenting, or because of the magic, but it seemed that I didn’t have the energy to talk to Hernan anymore.

“Hernan.”

She opened her mouth before dragging her kids into the bathroom.

“So are you coming to my room today? I guess I’ll need some regularity…”

“I’ll make up for it tomorrow morning at a place where there are no children. I’m going to the potty room today.”

Since her potty didn’t come out, it’s highly likely that she fell asleep deeply without a chance to feel her magic power.
However, as much as she regretted not checking at all, she decided to go see her first.

Sharpie said nothing and only nodded her head.
And she gave me a soft smile.

Hernan also smiled and saw her disappear into her bathroom.

And he turned her head to where he heard Carine’s voice, which now gave her a lot of chilly feeling.

“Hernan. If you’re going to sleep in Forty’s room today, can I just move in?”

She was untying the towels wrapped around the children’s necks.
The moment I was about to answer that, I suddenly heard sniffing among the children.

“Huh…”

“Lenny?”

Karine, who had been standing up, approached Lenny’s cry first.
Hernan also dragged his aching back and immediately went to Lenny’s side.

“Lenny? Why are you crying?”

Hernan knelt in front of the child and asked the child a question.

“Sylnia…”

Both Hernan and Karine faced each other when they heard Lenny’s name.
Then he focused on Lenny again.

“Aunt Sylnia… Next mama… Are you coming here?”

“I think Silnia is asking if she’ll be here tomorrow?”

Karine interpreted her child’s words.
Hernan also felt embarrassed, thinking that the meaning was probably right.

“You have to prepare for your younger brother to come out tomorrow. Meeting Lenny…”

“Huh… !”

The child was now bursting with tears.

“I had to be a mother… No, I do not want!”

Eventually Lenny raised her voice and broke her cry.
Then, as if the children around her were also affected, they started whimpering.

“What?”

Perhaps hearing that, the Sharpie stuck her neck out of her bathroom.

Hernán felt that he had no time to respond, and hurriedly took the child into his arms.

“Karine! Bring the kids to your room. I guess I won’t be able to sleep in the Forty Room tonight.”

Potty is already exhausted.
If you take a crying child here, he may show the same symptoms of a nervous breakdown as before.

“My room?”

Karine’s eyes opened wide for a moment.

“Ah Okay!”

She hurried to her room, holding her children in her arms.

Hernan also joined in, forgetting the pain in his back.

In the living room, which had been filled with crying babies, soon, only the air remained cold.

“Mom! Wipe your face!”

And Ella called the sharpie who was watching the living room.
Sharpie withdrew her red eyes and smiled at her own daughter.

“Huh! Let’s wash up.”