Chapter 171 – Chapter 165 – Until the New Queen Comes 2 (9)

The right to wish that Silnia obtained after giving birth to a daughter this time.
It contained a wish she had been wanting ever since the birth of her first child.

“The saintess’s permission has already been granted, so it’s the next person’s turn.”

At Hernán’s words, everyone except for Silnia, who was captured by Lenny, caught their attention.
The eyes and expressions of the women were close to saying that something had finally come, and Hernan agreed with that feeling.

It was such a long wait.
Especially for parents who had to see their child’s disability.

“Are you going to fix it properly this time?”

Karine looked sideways at Silnia, who was still distracted by her ears, and stroked her knee herself.

Seeing that, Hernán laughed bitterly.

When her child was born with missing legs, Silnia was secretly visited by Karine, who pushed her pregnant self.
Afterwards, she mercilessly twisted Carine’s leg, until Hernán intervened.

Somehow, except for Potty, it seems that all the women here have been beaten badly once by Sylnia.

Hernán shook her head a little, feeling strangely sentimental about that fact.

Silnia won’t do that anymore.
As long as her forest embraces her, she will never.

Putting the impressions in her head, Hernan pretended to be calm.

“The demon has already promised. If you make a wish about 4 more times and make a wish, he will completely fix it.”

“Of course the Demon God will fix it! Didn’t I say that the divine power is gradually getting stronger?”

The sharpie gave a bright voice as if Ethan’s legs had already been repaired.
She then slowly reached out her hand towards Hernán.

“Let’s make a wish. Next is the moment when I need permission from this body, right?”

Although she promised to make her queen, Silnia is still at the lowest level.
She must have permission from Marina, Sharpie, and Potty to grant her wish.

Hernán placed her wish ticket in Shapi’s hand.

“Does our saintess have a wonderful handwriting?”

The demon king glanced at the saintess who expressed her intentions through text rather than words, and her heart eyes shone.

“Later, when teaching children human characters, I hope the saintess will teach them.”

“… It sounds like you are going to teach the children the demon characters as well.”

Marina hardened her face, positioning Lenny to suck Silnia’s ear more easily.
And beneath her, with her ear drenched in drool, Silnia let out a strange moan.

“Hey!”

Sharpie, of course, was undeterred by those reactions and moved her fingers briskly.

“Look! The text of this body written in the demon language!”

A makeshift writing instrument made by dipping a fork in honey.
After she wrote it on her wish book, she showed everyone what she had written.

The glittering honey was in the form of letters that were unfamiliar to everyone in the warrior party.

“What did you write?”

Hernan narrowed her eyes, and she stared at the unrecognizable demon text.
The demon king smiled and made a different accent than usual.

“Adeia.”

“What?”

Embarrassed expressions appeared on everyone’s faces at the exotic language that followed.

“Giaton Agapimeno Mou Hernan.”

Does that mean that the circumstances grant the wish?
At least, I could understand what she said at the end: Hernan.

“Muh, what do you mean?”

Potty asked with a blank face.
But Sharpie only grinned, she made no interpretation.

Hernán quickly looked at the saintess who had learned the most here, but she only blinked as if she was unfamiliar with her too.

Realizing again how ignorant the human society is about demons, Hernan tried to ask Sharpie what he meant.

And at that moment, a booming voice was heard.

“I allow it!”

All eyes turned to Ella.

“My… What is agapimeno mou?”

As if she didn’t understand everything, Ella paused in the middle of her sentence.
But when there was no answer from her mother, Sharpie, she soon went on with her words.

It seemed that he would omit words he did not know and interpret them.

“… For Hernan!”

The child smiled broadly and swung her tail quickly from side to side.
Everyone looked at them, and they seemed to be in a good mood.

“Right, Mom?”

“… Are you speaking the demon language faster than I thought?”

A brief but embarrassing smile crossed Sharpie’s face.

However, there was not much of a problem with what Ai said, and she was originally a sharpie and playful, so she had no particular problem with women.

Only the saintess was slightly wary of her demonic language that came out of nowhere.

The demon king let go of those eyes and handed over his wish ticket to Hernán again.

“Anyway, I gave permission for the wish. There will be no problem writing!”

“Do you even speak in the demon language when I’m not there?”

Hernán met Sharpie’s eyes as he retrieved the right to wish.

“Teach me something later. I want to understand if my child speaks the demon language.”

Sharpie shrugged her shoulders and nodded her head.

“When the time comes!”

For the time being, Sharpie’s sudden use of demonic language was put to an end.
The use of the Wish Ticket is important now, so you can pay more attention to this unimportant matter later.

“Forties.”

Hernán called a woman who would grant permission one last time before making a wish.

Forty bit her lip slightly at the sound of her voice calling her own.
She seemed to be able to answer right away, but when she hesitated, the atmosphere over her table strangely subsided.

In particular, the eyes of Karine, who sat side by side with the sharpie in her middle, were frozen to the point of freezing.

“I-over there… So I…”

At least the kids in the middle prevent the atmosphere from sinking endlessly, but Potty already seemed to be feeling a lot of pressure.

Forti, who would normally have been proud of her authority as her queen, she timidly stuttered her words, as if she had just arrived here.

“So, of course, I will grant your wish, but… But…”

Hernán noticed what was holding her back.

“Forties.”

Hernan opened his mouth, pushing the right of wish in front of the queen who was about to leave.

“When you go down, you have to go down beautifully.”

A woman hardened from the queen.
The future awaits Forty.

Sharpie might have warned her ahead of time, or Potty, who has recently become more observant of her, may have noticed.

Either way, Potty was hesitating over her rights as queen, perhaps her last exercise.

She might be trying to make her deal with this side, maybe she’ll leave permission to wish.

And, of course, Hernán had no intention of making a deal with her over the treatment of her child’s disability.

“When you go down is more important than when you go up. So please don’t make noise.”

At the warning of a flat, low voice, Potty tightly closed his eyes.
The Sharpie’s tail gently wrapped around Potty’s arm.

“Forties. Hurry up and make a wish, and let’s eat your favorite snacks. I also brewed rose tea.”

Potty stayed still with her head down.
As if stopped alone in the world.

And she flicked the tail of the sharpie who was trying to talk to her once.

“Huh?”

The sharpie squeezed her tail, squinting her eyes at her wild Forty response.
And she quickly tried to lean her body into her potty.

“Permission.”

However, the demon king stopped moving when Potty muttered with his ears and head drooping.

“Huh, allow me, this wish.”

Potty said that, and pushed his wish sphere towards Hernán.

I have a strong feeling that I did it reluctantly.
The atmosphere was also not well maintained.

In many ways, I felt sorry for Potty’s behavior.

“Thank you.”

Still, it is true that Potty passed the right to wish.
The atmosphere should also be raised here.

“Even Potty granted the right to wish. Now it’s your turn to serve the hero of the day.”

“And! The hero of the day!”

Sharpie clapped at her as she looked at Carine, instead of Forty refusing to touch her.
Receiving that gaze, Karine clapped her hands in a natural motion.

Each time, the bluish-white mana stone necklace swayed on her chest.

“Saint Marina.”

There, Hernán took his eyes off her and quickly turned his attention to Marina.

The saintess pulled Lenny, who was still sucking her ear, as she whispered.

“Wash the rest tomorrow, Lenny.”

“Yes.”

The child looked at Silnia’s reddened ears and sucked her finger.

“Huh… Will you do this tomorrow too?”

Silnia woke up, fiddling with her tingling ear.
She staggered a little, and Hernan, who came to her side, handed her Ethan.

“Sylnia.”

“Okay. Are you going to make a wish now?”

A clear voice unlike Silnia, who had been distracted by the intense biting and sucking.
It was clear that she had longed for this moment.

The elf looked with keen anticipation at the forest she loved.

“L!”

The elf proudly called the man by his nickname.

“Come on, get my son up!”

She took her baby’s arm and draped it under her.

“Mom… Walk again?”

Thanks to her walking practice, which she had done many times, the child did not refuse, even though the child made an unpleasant expression.

“Let you and my child walk freely in the woods!”

Silnia looked at Hernan, who was holding the right of her own wish, tightly gripping the arm of her grumbling child.

Hernán crossed her free hands.

* * *

The one who grants the last wish and delivers it directly to the Demon God.
He could be said to be the one who is closer to the Demon God than anyone else.

Hernán, who is the king of this place and has the right to make a wish directly to the demon, prayed earnestly for Silnia and himself.

“Come.”

And at that moment, a black hole appeared above Hernan’s head.

It should be familiar now, but everyone here watched with bated breath as the god’s power took shape.

Soon, the black fire burned Hernán’s hand’s wishing sphere and spit out a large piece of paper.

[Look forward to it. And worship.]

That was the only word written on a huge piece of parchment spread over the table.
But no one complained or laughed.

Instead, I watched as miracles rained down from the cracks in the cracked space.

The pillar of light, now closer to black than blue, pierced Ethan’s leg.

The child looked at her mother and at her father, as if amazed by the sight.

“Mom! Dad!”

“Ethan… Are you okay?”

Silnia tensed and grabbed her son’s hand.
She and she encouraged the father of her child to do the same as she did.

“Hernan! Are your hands free now? Please hold my other hand.”

“Huh?”

However, Hernan only spat short words with a blank face.

“Hey, Hernan?”

When Silnia called him again, Hernán blinked her eyes a few times.
His eyes were strangely blurry.

“Oh sorry. Do you want me to hold Ethan’s hand?”

“My child is anxious, help me.”

“Okay.”

Hernan stretched out his arm toward Ethan, who was right next to him.

But what he grabbed was Silnia’s arm, not her son’s.

“… What are you doing?”

Silnia looked at him with a bewildered expression.
Hernán laughed awkwardly, but he only groped for Silnia’s arm and did not hold Ethan’s hand.

By the time the air of strangeness flows among the other women.

“Be very considerate…”

Sharpie reached Hernan with a soft voice.

“Are you trying to lift Ethan’s legs up high so he doesn’t touch the floor right now? Yes?”

“… That’s right.”

Hernan agreed and quickly whispered to Silnia.

“Look up a little higher. Your legs drag too much on the ground.”

“That, is it?”

Silnia panicked and pulled her up onto her arm.
Hernán put his hand down following the elf’s arm and grabbed Edan’s hand.

And at that moment, a light flashed from Ethan’s leg and exploded.

After a while, the light subsided, and everyone’s attention turned to Ethan’s right leg.

“Is it done?”

Silnia squinted at Hernán with her cautious expression.

Unlike earlier, Hernan’s eyes returned and met Silnia’s eyes.

“Let’s do as we practiced walking.”

Ernan and Silnia exchanged glances a few times before lowering Edan to the ground again.

As everyone, including the children, looked at it in a tense atmosphere, Ethan’s legs touched the floor.

“Mom. It’s hard to practice walking. Sick…”

Ethan, who had been whining before even hitting the ground, swallowed her words as soon as her legs touched the ground.

“Ethan?”

A trembling voice came from Sylnia.

“Leg… It hurts?”

The child silently looked at her legs and tightened his grip on her parents.

Seeing that, Hernan inadvertently took a step forward.

“Hey! Go, if you suddenly walk like that…”

It was a fairly large stride even by adult standards, so of course the child must stretch her foot so she can’t fall.
So Silnia panicked and tried to restrain Hernán, but she let out her breath at the sight she saw.

“Ah!”

A sigh with a lot of meaning.
Sighing, Silnia saw her baby, her son, with her right leg on her floor.

“Ethan. Does your leg hurt?”

Hernán put up with the corners of her mouth going up and asked a question.
After a few hesitations, the child once again put her foot in her father’s direction.

“It doesn’t hurt.”

Suffered for a long time
And that time has now evaporated like a mirage.

From now on, no one will believe that Ethan was born a child who can’t walk.
All those painful memories will become memories and remain beautiful in the hearts of her parents.

“Thank god. Really…”

Hernan smiled broadly.
And he turned her head toward Silnia, who was speechless and weeping.

“Mom is crying. Will Ethan go and hug me?”

“Huh…”

Clumsy step.
Even though it was close to Hernán actually leading it, Silnia’s son confidently stepped on the ground with his legs and headed towards her mother.

“Ethan…”

“Mom. Don’t cry.”

The child hugged Silnia’s legs with a face that did not understand her reason.
The elf hugged the child and shed thick tears.

“I’m sorry mom for not fixing it sooner… And.”

Silnia looked at Hernán, wet her face and this place with her tears.

“Love you. Forever.”

Hernan wiped the tears from Silnia’s eyes.

“Stop crying. It’s time to laugh.”

With those words, she lifted up both elves and half-elves.

The sharpie shouted as he approached the center of the table.

“Isn’t it time to eat and chat and play? You waited too long!”

Ella nodded and raised her hand.

“Snack!”

Hernán nodded her head there and sat Silnia right next to his chair, that is, her queen’s seat.

As the eyes mixed with various emotions poured into the couple, the king here opened his mouth and spoke calmly.

“Thank you everyone.”

Hernán took a look at the women who passed the wishing ticket and Karine, who prepared the food here.

Then, she raised a reddish glass filled with rose tea.
Even though there is no alcohol because of the children, it seems that for some reason they prepared a light wine.

Only then did the other adults raise their cups of tea.
Hernan looked around at the women and left a brief toast.

“To commemorate the recovery of our family, Ethan.”

Women responded to his toast and clinked glasses.

The shock caused the contents of the cup to overflow, mixing with each other.

Hernán sipped the fragrant tea, hoping that they would at least be a family now.

And he briefly glanced at the demon god’s altar next to him.

* * *

After the dinner in the living room, Hernán went to the bathroom for a while.

He splashed cold water on his face and looked at the metal mirror in front of the sink.
There stood a tall man with black hair and black eyes.

“L.”

Hernán turned around at the voice he heard from behind.

“Sharpie? Are you here for business?”

With cookie crumbs and red tea all over his body, the dreamer smiled seductively.

“I came because I had someone to see.”

“Now? I’m still in the middle of eating, so let’s talk later. Besides, if both you and me weren’t there, Potty and Carine would be awkward and couldn’t stand it?”

“The living room is too hot.”

Sharpie approached Hernán, saying nonsensical things.

“Is this body a little dizzy?”

The soft and pliable Sharpie’s chest and belly fit closely together, giving a pleasant sensation.
Hernán was silent and watched her come over her body.

“Maybe it’s because I’m exposed to too strong a light when I make a wish? From then on, it seems that my eyes are not turning well.”

She is a very smart woman.
She said earlier that she didn’t feel weird as much as possible.

Hernán thought about the dizziness and confusion he had felt from the moment the wish began to come true.

He was definitely a sensation he felt only in the garden.
To think that, at the moment of wish fulfillment, in the middle of the living room.

“Okay? Sharpie If I had known you were like that, I would have helped.”

“If so, she would have been grateful.”

“Yeah, I’m sure you would have appreciated it.”

She tactfully helped her as she was wandering around trying to find Ethan’s arm, preventing her mood from being disturbed.

If Sharpie hadn’t helped her then, she’d certainly not been able to cope and cause concern to others.

“Can we talk more later? I guess it’s because I’m not in good health lately…”

Sharpie whispered, placing her face within easy reach of her nose and Hernán’s.
Hernán lightly kissed her on the lips.

“Good. Let’s talk in a nice atmosphere.”

The dream demon laughed softly and pulled away from her body.
Then he politely bowed her back and left the bathroom.

“What? Where is Hernan going and you come out first?”

“Hernan ate too much, so she’ll empty some beforehand!”

“Don’t talk dirty!”

Outside, I hear Silnia, Sharpie, and Carine talking.
Hernan leaned against the bathroom wall, bursting into laughter at the women’s conversation she seemed to be hearing right next to her.

Shafi spoke until the very end.
Maybe he wants to stop things from escalating by stopping by the women outside, across the door.

And that also helped Hernan in a different way.

Hernán recalled the existence she presumed to be watching all of this place except for the garden.

“Drank…”

The moment he opens the space and uses divine power to make his wish come true.
Hernán felt the same confusion as in the garden.

This fact may have a much more important meaning than you think.
It might be better for later if the drinker doesn’t know about this.

She, of course, doesn’t know how much she can struggle.
Perhaps, as a mortal, he didn’t have the option to go against the devil.

But there are too many precious things to give up.

“Dad!”

A long tail pokes through the gap in the bathroom door.

“Come fast!”

Before long, Ella’s head came in as well.
Looking at the lovely firstborn, Hernán listened to her daughter.

“Now I said cut the cake! Hurry up and cut me off!”

“Would you like a cake for Ella’s next birthday? At that time, it would be better for Ella to cut it herself.”

The child wiggled her tail, her eyes glowing with anticipation.

“Really? I like it!”

Hernan took his daughter’s hand and headed for the living room.
Before he left the bathroom door.

A simple question was asked to the child.

“Doesn’t Ella want anything for her birthday?”

“There is!”

Ella wondered if she had thought of anything in advance, she said in a pleasant voice.

“Rain!”

“Rain?”

“Huh! And the wind!”

Looking into the sparkling black heart eyes, Hernán saw her beloved daughter, Ai.

“Moms said that there are things like that when you go outside! Ella wants to see that!”

“… I have to leave soon.”

Hernan stroked her child’s head and opened the bathroom door.

“If I get out of here later… A soft windy day with everyone.”

He and her child went out into the living room where everyone had gathered.

“Let’s eat at a proper house.”