Chapter 223 – Chapter 216 – Childbirth (3)

“Of course I have to use a Forty Girl! Why is everyone looking at me?”

At Silnia’s cry, Hernán gently pressed the area around his temple.

If you want to ask what magic is inscribed on Potty’s body, you need a wish ticket.
In a normal case, of course, you would have to use the right of wish of the person in question.

The problem is that the owner has to write the contents himself to write the wish ticket.
And Potty is now in a state of fainting.

“Potty fainted and couldn’t use the wish ticket. Besides, isn’t it the neatest thing for Silnia, who has the highest rank, to write a wish ticket?”

“What? Why do you have such a reason? You just have to wait until you wake up!”

When Marina is rebutted by Silnia, she is silent for a moment.
But she soon opened her mouth, fiddling with her own pigtails.

“I’m not sure when Potty will come to his senses. Didn’t you pass out a few days ago while trying to learn more about the magic of Hernán’s head? If the pain persists after waking up, she may remain distraught.”

Even if it wasn’t for that, Potty, who had a weak body, would spend the day as if she were dead when she gave birth to a child or when her stamina fell.
It was unknown when she would wake up after suffering like now.

“And there are other reasons too.”

“What?”

“What are you going to do after you figure out exactly what magic is on Potty’s body?”

“How are you doing?”

Silnia roughly twisted her hair.
Marina glanced at Silnia and Hernan at her fairly wild movements.

Hernán slipped Silnia’s arm onto the back of her chair and took a position halfway wrapped around the already agitated Silnia.
Seeing this, Marina smiled softly.

“A magic that causes problems in the body of Forti. If you figured it out, shouldn’t you dispel the magic?”

“Eww…”

As if realizing what Marina meant, Sylnia let out a short moan.
With a little more confidence in that look, Marina continued her words.

“But except for Poti, only the Demon King can use magic. But I don’t know if the demon king can safely dispel the magic cast by the demon.”

Hernan only turned his eyes to look at Sharpie.
The only wizard except Potty turned his gaze toward the demon god’s altar.

“Demon God is the best wizard. This body is just a demon king.”

It was an ambiguous word.
But whatever the exact reason was, the meaning was clear.

“After all, even if you use the 40 Wish Ticket now, you will have to use someone else’s to dispel magic later. If we try to release it and there is a problem with the body, we have to treat it right away.”

Of course, it would be best if the demon god released magic at all, but if it was a magic that would be released by using a wish ticket, he wouldn’t have used it at all.

“Under…”

This time Silnia let out a sigh that sounded like her moan.
But this time, too, she didn’t just sigh.

“But Marina, don’t you have the right to wish too? Why are you asking me to write it?”

“The queen only needs Hernán’s permission to write the wish ticket.”

“So?”

The elf spread his fingers toward her saintess.

“You’ll need my permission to use yours. But is it complicated?”

As a result, in both cases, the premise that Silnia agrees to the contents of the wish is necessary.
If you look just to that point, whether you use Silnia or Marina, it’s all simple to use.

There’s no way Marina couldn’t have thought of such a simple thing.

“You! Are you saying that you don’t want to write your wish ticket round and round?”

Silnia tapped her table now with her fingers, which had been extended towards her Marina.
At that oddly menacing sound, Marina opened her lips slightly, then closed them again.

There was no change in his expression, but a small amount of sweat formed on his forehead, and his complexion gradually turned pale.
Even her hands that were fiddling with her hair were soft rather than soft, and her strength went in, revealing her tension.

From Hernán’s point of view, it was that she was frightened.
It seemed like a reflex reaction to the violence she had experienced once.

“Carine.”

At the sudden call that came out of her mouth, Karine, who had been dozing off, opened her eyes.

“Uh… ? Sorry, I fell asleep a little bit.”

“Go in and sleep. Are you tired?”

Hernán smiled and leaned her side over her carrie.
Marina leaned towards her seated next to her, and Marina was naturally hidden by Hernán’s large frame.

“She drooled at the corners of her mouth.”

As Karine wiped her saliva from the corner of her mouth, her face flushed.

“I-I can clean this.”

“Hernan is so discriminatory! When I’m with this body, I don’t care if semen drips down her mouth!”

“… I did it on purpose because I didn’t want to care.”

Sharpie, who saw that, shyly shouted, and the girls laughed or something like a bitter smile caught on their lips.
At least, Hernán urged Carine, satisfied that he wasn’t as tense as before.

“Since you got pregnant this time, her body condition is really bad. Don’t overdo it and go to sleep.”

Carine smiled tiredly at Hernan’s words.
She looked at the other women and declined Hernán’s proposal, but soon stood up from her seat.

“Sorry for waking up first. Please accept that I agree with what is said here.”

In the first place, she is Karine, who has the weakest speaking power among women and has little influence on the use of the wish book.
She went back to her room with an expression that she was glad she was able to indulge in something that Carine, who looked extremely tired, was not interested in.

“Our princess… You must have had a hard time in the capital.”

Shafi glanced sideways at Hernán and smiled.
Ernan understood the meaning of the demon king and smiled bitterly.

It is not the quality of a politician to act recklessly in a position like this no matter how much he is not interested and is invited to leave.

However, it doesn’t matter because Hernan has no intention of bringing Karine to the political arena even if such an opportunity comes in the future.

Right now, just letting the extremely tired Karine in.
And…

“Okay, Sylnia. What were we talking about?”

It was important that it evoked the atmosphere of sharpening as if approaching her with the tip of a knife.

“… Right of wish?”

Silnia hid her fingers, which had been knocking on her table, between her arms.
Her ears, which had been standing upright, also came down loosely, and her eyes stopped staring at her Marina.

Rather, she was watching Marina’s eyes as she glanced at her.

“You’re right. We were talking about the right to wish.”

Marina’s face was also red and relaxed.

Hernan was relieved and opened his mouth.

“Okay. We were talking about who would write the wish ticket.”

There are three wish tickets now.

One to Potty, who fainted.
One to Queen Silnia.
One for Marina.

Except for the double potty one, Silnia or Marina should be used.

“But you both want to save yours, don’t you?”

The atmosphere became uncomfortable again, but not as threatening as before.
Hernán asked Silnia and Marina, turning their heads towards her.

“Do you both have anything you want to wish for? Or do you simply want to save?”

Both Sylnia and Marina were quiet as if they were choosing horses.
Eventually, after receiving another question, Silnia spoke first.

“Isn’t it already the 5th time if you use it this time?”

“Writing a wish ticket for Potty?

“Okay. I’ve written 11 so far, but 4 of them were wishes related to Forty, right? How many more wish tickets are you going to push into that rabbit’s stomach?”

It was a question that didn’t need an answer.

Most of the wishes written on Potty were spent saving the dying Potty, and if another woman were in the same situation, Hernan would have acted the same.

Silnia, too, wondered if she wanted an answer. She stopped her grumbling and brought up another reason.

“Anyway, you never know what will happen later. Even if it’s not me, the kids might get sick.”

“And?”

Silnia stared blankly at Hernán, who demanded more of her words.

“And… I will make a wish before I leave.”

The elf moved his leg under the table.

The firm calf muscles and the smooth skin of the thighs.
The elf’s slender legs touched Hernán’s legs.

“Please make me stronger. After that…”

Asking for strength would be to protect the children.

“To make me a half-elf.”

Hernán felt a sense of déjà vu prior to the surprise.
Following that sense of deja vu, she remembered Silnia telling her of her wish to make Hernan an elf when they were alone in her garden.

The difference from then is that the subject of change has changed from Hernan to Silnia.

“Why?”

The Sharpie widened her heart-shaped eyes, seemingly incomprehensible.
In contrast, Marina quietly waited for Silnia’s words.

“Because becoming a half-elf cuts your lifespan in half.”

Is it because you’re tired?
Or is it because she became more emotional because of her pregnancy?

Silnia continued to talk secretly in her heart even though she was in a position with another woman besides Hernan.

She said, “If you turn Hernan into an elf, her other bitches will die later and think you’re trying to monopolize Hernan. So I dismiss it as much as possible.”

Now Hernan also looked at Silnia with her surprised eyes.

“And me and all of my children becoming human beings are dismissed because the children might later grumble that their lifespans have been shortened.”

Everyone around her table couldn’t hide their embarrassment at Silnia’s unexpected deep concern.

“So, if I want to live as long as possible with Hernan and my children, I have no choice but to become a half-elf, right?”

“That…”

Marina barely opened her mouth, with her face saying she didn’t know what to say.

“In my life, I’ve seen a lot of humans who wanted to become elves, and I’ve seen elves who really want to be human once in a while.”

“This is the first time I’ve ever wanted to become a half-elf.”

Hernan also looked at Silnia in the midst of her emotions, not knowing what to say.
She was dyeing her ears red from embarrassment.

“This is me too… It’s a kind of wish unheard of even in the demon society.”

Sharpie, too, looped and unfolded her tail meaninglessly.
Then, with her eyes half-closed, the dreamer clasped her hands together and supported her chin.

“It’s very interesting, though. When that happens, Silnia, whose lifespan has been cut in half, will grow old exponentially…”

“Fuck it, bitch!”

The elf, who spat out harsh words at the demon king, tried to bring her legs closer to Hernan.

“I have revealed all my reasons! Next tell me why Marina doesn’t want to write her own wish book!”

After being pointed out by Sylnia, Marina hesitated and sweated.

“After hearing such a wish, it’s really hard for me to say anything.”

“Huh, no matter what I say, it sounds like a snob?”

Marina gave a puzzled look as the sharpie blew her laughter away from the elf.

“Still, let’s just say… First of all, I would like to reserve my right to wish in case of an emergency.”

The saintess pointed at Silnia’s slightly swollen stomach.

“Besides, Silnia is pregnant, so she definitely gets one more of her wish rights. But she’s not pregnant before.”

“You can get pregnant too. If you happen to be pregnant, 25 will be just right.”

“Is pregnancy that easy? Sylnia, you too are getting pregnant by taking pills every time.”

Having silenced her sylnia, Marina let out a light sigh.

“Of course, there are ways to take ovulation pills, but personally, I don’t think the pills are good for my health. You can see the effect without the strong elf Silnia or major side effects.”

“It is for a reasonable reason. Still, this body leans more towards Silnia’s opinion?”

The demon king gave her strength to the Silnia side, but Marina didn’t even give her eyes.
She said while looking only at Hernan.

“And Hernan.”

“Yes, Marina.”

When I called Marina comfortably, Marina gave her voice a little more force.

“If there are any wish rights left before I leave. I want to make a wish for the demon to give me divine power.”

Does it mean that you will offer your faith to the devil?
She was so wary of the demon god, and after experiencing the demon god’s reluctance together with Hernán, did she say this?

“Really, Marina? It’s no different from becoming a demon priest.”

“Yes? I have no intention of becoming a demon priest.”

At those words, silence came.
Hernan and Shafi quickly exchanged glances, and they both understood only that they didn’t understand each other’s meaning.

“Ah, I said something difficult to understand.”

Marina, as if reading her mood, hurriedly added her explanation.

“Literally, divine power is the power that a god bestows on some of its followers when they believe in it.”

“Huh. You people know that. We demons just learn a few more magics or get better at handling magic.”

“That’s the story of the time when the Demon God couldn’t use his divine power. Now that the Demon God can handle the divine power, he will bestow the sacred power on the followers.”

At the saintess’ explanation, Hernán felt that she was getting her attention little by little.

“But I will ask the Demon God for divine power regardless of faith.”

A divine power bestowed on a particular god’s followers.
The right to wish for divine power.

Fully understanding, Hernán opened her mouth.

“Are you asking for divine power in exchange for the right to wish, not faith?”

“Yes. You’re right.”

The saintess smiled and nodded her head.

“In this way, even if I go out, I will not be a helpless ordinary person. Of course, that kind of power is not necessary.”

Staring at her, Hernan met Marina’s eyes with hers.

“Without that kind of power, Hernán will not abandon his family.”

Hernán quietly stared into those eyes without uttering a word.
Marina, as if satisfied with the action, pulled her blonde hair in her pigtail down between her breasts and stroked it gently.

After hearing the story of the two, Hernán decided between the two women and looking at one demon king, who would write the wish ticket.

“Good. Then let’s write a wish ticket.”

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[What is the magic engraved on Potty’s stomach? Please provide details.]

“Can’t I be a saint? Sacrificing so much.”

“Be patient. Then it will be a saint party, not a warrior party.”

Hernán took Silnia’s wish ticket in his hand and spoke in a soothing tone.

“You are already strong enough. To the point where I don’t even need to write a wish.”

Silnia snorted at her and pursed her lips.

“Then give this body, her queen and strong man, time to sleep with Marina.”

“That’s all I’m willing to do.”

Marina, who was standing next to Hernan, bowed respectfully, and Silnia waved her hand as if she was tired of it.

“Shh. It’s time for the Demon God to come out.”

As soon as Sharpie’s words fell, a black space appeared in the air.
A black flame immediately appeared in it and burned her wishing sphere.

“Did you see it too?”

Hernán muttered softly as he watched the magic mass tentacles that the demons like to use protrude.

At the end of its magic tentacle was a finely folded piece of paper.

“Hurry up. Let’s go to bed and check it out.”

“Don’t push, sharpie!”

“This body is the king of demons and the high priest! You can’t push this side away already saying you’ll receive divine power from the demon later!”

The women’s faces gathered right next to Hernán’s hand.
Hernán avoided the rushing face and straightened the paper cleanly.

As always, there was a simple message written on it.

[The magic that makes humans.]

Hernán stiffly raised his head, feeling the veins in his neck and forehead.

“Details!”

Another piece of paper immediately jumped out of a black gap in the air.
Hernán muttered a curse and grabbed his paper.