Chapter 224 – Chapter 217 – Childbirth (4)

He put down the two sheets of paper he was holding in Hernán’s hand.

[It is a magic that removes the mana stone formed inside Potty’s body. The pain will not be completely resolved until the magic stone is removed.]

It was a slightly lengthy version of the first answer, which was only about magic that makes you human.

“Can’t Potty be a demon? Why is the Demon God so concerned about this?”

At Silnia’s words, Ernan saw her sharpie, not her.

The demon lord broke his usual smirk when he suspected that Potty was a demon.
She tried to find out if Potty was a demon, even sacrificing one wish.

“Hmm? Why are you looking at me?”

However, this time there is no change in expression.
The tail, which had been at least revealing a change in emotion, was now just quietly coiled around her thigh.

“No. Let’s check the contents of the next paper.”

Hernán shook her head and unfolded the next piece of paper.

[How to unlock the magic circle. In other words, there is only one way to end Potty’s suffering. Hernan just needs to get her pregnant. The moment the child nests in her womb and the child’s body comes out of the mother’s body, the magic circle collapses and Potty recovers. Demons will return to humans.]

The gazes of the women and Hernan crossed.

“Is the demon god not the god of demons and magic, but the god of pregnancy and childbirth?”

Marina laughed bitterly at Sylnia’s ridiculous tone.

“Everything seems to lead us toward having children. You’re really excited about us being 25.”

“It doesn’t matter because we want to go out anyway, right? Would Potty be able to get pregnant and give birth right away?”

Currently, if all pregnant women give birth to children, there will be only 24 children.
If Potty gives birth to even one more child, she will reach her goal of 25.

If you simply consider going fast, you can just impregnate Potty as the Demon God induces.
The snag was that Potty had two wombs, so the odds of her having more than one child were too great.

Not only putting too much strain on Potty’s weak body, but also taking more helpless babies outside where you don’t know what will happen is a risk in itself.

And the fact that Potty showed signs of wanting to increase her influence based on her large number of children made her even more uneasy.

“However.”

But what came out of her mouth wasn’t the reasons that kept occupying her head.

One thought that suddenly came out of the flow of thoughts.

“What happens if Forty gives birth to more than 2 children and the number goes beyond 25?”

The eyes of the women who were looking at the paper turned to Hernán.

“Yes?”

“What are you thinking about? Even if there are more than 25 people, going out is the same.”

“…”

Until 6 people become 25 people.
The condition set by the demon.

Why 25 people?
Does the number itself have any meaning?

However, there is no emphasis on 25 people in myths or legends.
If it was a similar number, it was only when the number of the human god was twenty-four, so 24 was sometimes emphasized.

“Hernan. Are we trying to solve the Forty problem first?”

The encroaching doubts flinched and halted at the sharpie’s voice.

“Here is the solution. Hernán impregnating Poti. We just have to do what we have always done.”

Sharpie’s fingers moved frivolously across the paper.
At first glance, it seemed like an action reminiscent of sexual intercourse.

“How is it? Will Hernan follow the solution suggested by the Demon God?”

Follow and sleep, nothing to do.
Since there is no other solution, isn’t it a matter of going through discussion and writing the right to wish?

At least the Demon God cares about the safety of the people here, so it’s best to follow this method to restore Potty’s health.

“Let’s think about it for a moment.”

Even so, Hernán withheld the devil’s solution.

“What? What the fuck are you writing my wish ticket on right now!”

“Hernan? Is there any other way?”

A look of absurdity appeared on the faces of Silnia and Marina, and Hernan himself felt a little embarrassed by his remark.

“Therefore…”

He himself found it difficult to attach the proper logic to what he had just said.
It was a word that came out of Sharpie according to some kind of intuition that suddenly came to her while listening to her words.

“I’m not saying don’t follow the devil’s way. Forty is not feeling well, so let’s wait for the right time.”

Marina and Sylnia glanced in the direction of Potty’s room as they struggled to get it out.

“It is. Every time Potty gave birth, he never didn’t use the wish ticket.”

“Every birth is a mess. It’s a waste to have two wombs.”

“I know you’re tired, but keep quiet, my queen.”

After Hernan exchanged words with Silnia a few times, the black hole floating in her air also disappeared.
The people also went to their rooms one by one, perhaps foreboding the end of the long night.

I decided to sleep in Hernando Poti’s room and got up from the chair.
Instead of leaving immediately, he glanced at Sharpie.

She didn’t even try to hide the fact that she noticed Hernan’s gaze.
She blatantly raised her hand over her pregnant belly, her heart eyes twinkling.

“This pregnancy has less morning sickness. This body must have gotten used to being a human child by now!”

“Sharpie.”

“Huh.”

“You don’t know anything?”

“You know so much that you don’t know what exactly you’re talking about?”

Hernán pondered over whether to end the conversation again.
The sharpie’s senses are connected to her demon god, and it is highly likely that the demon god’s attention is also focused on this place because she made a wish just now.

It might be better for both of us to go to sleep because we are already tired to ask only vague questions like Seon dialogues a few more times.

This time, however, Hernán decided to push aside the tiredness and lethargy that urged him to get on with his usual routine.

“We came here because you manipulated something in the devil’s office.”

“It’s been a while since I heard. It was a secret weapon given by the demon god to use in times of danger. I never thought I would be sent to a place like this.”

“You really didn’t know?”

“What do you mean?”

“Didn’t the Demon God really say anything about the situation going on here?”

Sharpie opened her eyes wide.
He looks surprised and also laughs.

“I haven’t received anything. Was it really necessary to be questioned? Right from the start, this environment is perfectly advantageous to me.”

Hernan is an old habit of Demon Lord Sharpie.
She recalled her habit of writing ‘this body’ and ‘me’ separately.

There are very few times when she expresses herself with the title ‘I’.
An expression usually used to reveal an individual named Shafikara Pagan, not the demon king, as Hernan guessed.

“It’s safer and more advantageous here than outside. The all-female warrior party was a relationship that would split up at any moment if there was an opportunity, and power here is concentrated in men. Even if the Demon God doesn’t tell us about this place in advance, isn’t it nothing for a dream horse to take control of this place?”

“Right.”

“Yes? I don’t know about this place Because I haven’t heard anything about this place. I really didn’t need to hear about this place.”

“It really is.”

Hernán replied in a grave tone, thrusting Sharpie’s words into his head with unnatural emphasis.

Sharpie didn’t know about this place.
Only for this place.

“Well, one man and five women. How could I have known the crazy plan to have a human warrior party and the king of demons and have children to make them 25?”

Sharpie laughed without answering.

“Because the demon god is a cruel god. Because he is an irresponsible god who has no interest in the demons he cares for. He probably didn’t even tell his henchman, the Demon King, about the purpose of this ridiculous game.

Purpose of drinking.

To become a god who uses divine power?
Filling 25 people to do something in the outside world?

If not, is it really just a game?
A capricious game played by immortals on mortals?

“I don’t even know this body. The Demon God surprisingly likes pranks, so maybe it’s just fun?”

From ‘I’ to ‘this body’ again.
She gave the answer she had to give as a demon lord, not Shafikara.

Hernán really noticed that this night’s conversation was over.

“I’m sorry I caught you so late. Sleep well and see you tomorrow.”

“Sleep while dreaming of this body!”

Turning her around, the Sharpie entered her room, drawing a heart with her tail.

The living room where everyone left.
There, Hernán looked at the demon king’s room for a while and then entered Potty’s room.

* * *

Climbing into her garden, Marina sighed.

“It is still cluttered. The war god really broke it down.”

“Still, I cleaned up a lot. The vacant lot in the center and the flower gardens around it have been restored quite a bit.”

Therefore, Hernán came up and wiped the paint off her body.

“You must have had a hard time playing with the children until they fell asleep. How about taking a break from gardening today?”

Marina worked closely to erase the paint from Hernán’s cheeks.

“Marina. There is paint on my clothes too.”

“Oh!”

Her withdrawn Marina hurriedly looked down at her clothes.

“Where…”

Marina, a sad woman with her big breasts, couldn’t see her paint on her clothes.

“Under the gyrus at the tip of her chest… No, just leave it in the laundromat because I’ll wash it later.”

Hernán held back his gaze and walked with Marina to the middle of the garden.

“Actually, I didn’t come here today just to organize things.”

“Yes? He, is that why you said you would wash her clothes?”

Quickly changing her tone, Marina glanced up at her as she squeezed the hem of her skirt.

“This is where the sun shines, so what can I say… I’m not used to feeling too open yet.”

Hernan hesitated for a moment and smiled shyly, putting her hand in her pants pocket.

“Then let’s do it in your special room later. Do something else now.”

“Huh?”

Marina made her dumbfounded expression when she saw Hernán pulled her paper out of her pants.
She’ll probably come out of her pants, which she expects
It looked like it wasn’t paper.

“… Painting? Is it a magic circle?”

She peered into her paper with her ears red open.

“That’s right. It’s a magic circle engraved on the belly of Forty. She asked the Sharpie to draw it.”

“This? It looks a lot more complicated than what was engraved on the potty belly.”

“I asked her to draw everything that extends into her body.”

The complex-looking magic circle was painted with various colors of paint.

“I drew the structure of the magic circle by color-coding it as much as possible.”

“Is that so? It’s definitely better to understand the structure than if it was drawn only in black. But what are you going to do with it?”

“Making Humans.”

The purpose of the potty ship’s magic circle that the demon god said.
And what Hernan had to do to get rid of the magic circle.

“Divine power is at odds with magical power. Try using it.”

Charcoal from Karine’s studio came out of Hernan’s hand.

Between words that couldn’t be connected, Marina calmly opened her mouth.

“Are you going to dismantle the Forty Pear magic circle engraved by the devil in the garden? Of course, it is true that magic cannot be cast here. Even demons can’t keep their magic for long in this garden.”

“But the sexual desire suppression magic in my head won’t be canceled even if I come up here, right?”

Marina was silent for a moment when Hernán answered immediately.

“… That’s right. As Hernan said, it seems that the already installed magic circle will not collapse.”

So what are you planning to do?

Hernán answered the question in Marina’s brown eyes.

“I will use my divine power.”

“El’s divine power?”

Marina’s eyebrows shot up.

“Bring Potty here and cancel the magic circle with your holy power?”

“Similar. It will be similar to how the demon erased the brainwashing magic from my head.”

Hernán began to trace the magic circle drawn by Sharpie with charcoal.

“I’m going to draw a magic circle and infuse magic with my magic stone. You can draw in the garden as long as the magic circle is activated.”

Marina opened her chin blankly, then she barely moved her mouth.

“If there is a problem after operating it on a stone floor, not on a human body…”

“Magic doesn’t work properly in the garden anyway. I can’t exert enough power to cause problems just by briefly activating it with a mana stone.”

“Hernan! Of course, it would be nice if we could solve it ourselves instead of the method suggested by the demon god. But it’s too dangerous! To think that you, who handles divine power, could touch such a complex magic circle.”

“I don’t believe that I can completely replace the devil’s method.”

Hernan drew a magic circle.

“But you just follow the devil’s intentions? Do you just believe in a god who prefers a radical and cruel method like a demon god? It’s not reasonable.”

“L!”

“And no matter what Forty has been doing, she is my wife and the mother of my children. Can I just sit still and watch?”

Marina, Hernan’s wife and mother of Hernan’s children, couldn’t get her words out.
Hernan, who saw that, did not stop his hands and mouth.

“Marina guides me next to me. It’s magic, I’ve received basic education, but I don’t have divine power.”

Marina, who pressed her lips together, finally spoke her words.

“L. Still too dangerous! Touching something engraved by an immortal demon. It’s impossible.”

“Of course I won’t do that either.”

“What…”

Hernan put his hand in his magic stone pocket.
In his hand was a magic stone that Sharpie returned after almost exhausting his mana.

I put it at the end of a long line that should be called the tail of the magic circle.

“The demonic magic that removes the mana stone and returns it to a human.”

Hernán said to Marina, who only blinked at her, holding a magic stone full of magic in her other hand.

“And the divine power counteracts the magic and erases the magic.”

“No way.”

A faint light flowed from Hernan’s hand holding the new mana stone.
When the magic circle reacted to the light and flickered faintly, Hernan immediately put his empty hand on top of the magic circle.

Hernan’s unique black divine power rushed through his fingers towards the mana stone at the end of the magic circle.

“To attack the Mana Stone with Hernan’s divine power?”

After checking the unresponsive magic circle and magic stone, Hernan removed his hand.
In a short time, sweating like rain, he held Marina’s hand.

“I think it will take a lot of practice.”

He had the soft, comfortable smile that Marina often wears.

“Shall we join us, saintess?”

Marina smiled, as Hernan often does.