Chapter 30 – Chapter 30 – Pregnant Women and Lovers (4)

Breakfast was a large amount of stew served while sleeping with the saintess.
While each of the saintesses spread food in front of her, Hernán examined Carine’s face.

His usual blunt and cold face.
She is a familiar and unfamiliar face at the same time.

When I was young, I had a lot of expressions.

By the time Karine noticed Hernan’s staring gaze, her shrill voice jumped out.

“Seed… Shouldn’t you wash it properly after doing it? The smell of chestnut flowers is too strong.”

The elf muttered a dissatisfaction with the food in front of him.

Having been pointed out, Marina was silent, her face reddened.
Potty opened her mouth as she scooped up her last portion of sharpie recuperating in her room.

“Can I bring it to the Demon King today?”

Potty put the Sharpie’s bowl next to him and glanced at Hernán.
Hernan nodded her head and gave her a grateful look.

Karine told me to work on making babies with Marina until today.
Since he has such a bad expression on his face, it wouldn’t be bad for the atmosphere here if he calmly followed him.

Coincidentally, the saintess also hoped so, so she had little objection.
The periodic problem could be solved by secretly visiting Sharpie later.

“L.”

It was time for Marina to spread more of her food to cheer Hernan up.
Hernan turned her head to her lover, who suddenly called her.

What?
Are you complaining about anything else?

When her lover called him, Hernán waited for Carine’s words, feeling bitter that she had to worry about her first.

“Did you two do enough yesterday?”

At the hero’s emotionless words, Hernan and Marina exchanged glances.
Even the saintess couldn’t guess what the hero would say.

Karine let out a little bit of her annoyance as the two lingered.

“Now I am asking. Answer while looking at me, not the saintess.”

“It is as you say. Yesterday, the saintess and I did that all day long.”

At Hernan’s answer, the hero made a mysterious expression.
It seemed like he was angry, or he seemed to be accepting the truth calmly.

“Then, just live as usual for today. Come back to my room and sleep.”

“Why?”

Hernán answered involuntarily and was surprised inwardly.
Karine also seemed to be speechless for a moment at Hernán’s immediate question.
But she soon opened her mouth and began to speak coldly.

“You didn’t want to sleep with the saintess yesterday. So, shouldn’t you be relieved if I tell you to come back?”

“You really said until yesterday that you had to go out quickly. Isn’t that why she asked me to sleep with a saintess who wasn’t pregnant?”

I had a hunch that if I said this, things would get worse, but the words kept coming out of Hernán’s mouth.

The other women, especially the saintess, were embarrassed by this situation and spoke to Hernán.

“Hernan. I’m tired too, so I’d like to rest today. I hope you do as per the opinion of the warrior.”

Carine rather subtly frowned at those words.
However, she soon returned to her original cold expression and encouraged Hernán to follow her advice.

“We are lovers. Of course, it’s basic that we sleep together. So if your lover asks you to come back, shouldn’t you come back?”

Her words confused Hernan’s mind.
Yesterday, as a candidate for the throne, he seemed to want to escape, but today, as a lover, he wants to be together.

Embarrassed, Hernán took his gaze away from Carine’s face, who didn’t know which beat to match.
Instead, she answered, keeping a sidelong glance at the hard faces of the other women and the Sharpie’s room.

“Good. I’ll go to your room today.”

Carine’s cold expression softened a little.
However, her face froze again at Hernán’s words immediately following.

“Instead, before going to bed, can I act according to my will? I’m going to take care of the sharpie now.”

“The demon king can be nursed by a wizard like yesterday.”

“Forty is also pregnant. Besides, I was originally weak.”

Hernan blatantly looked at Potty’s side as he took the Sharpie’s bowl in front of Potty.
The hero followed that line of sight and saw the rib part of the wizard he had hit.

When the hero checked Potty’s injured part, Hernán stood up proudly.

“So, shouldn’t Potty not move as much as possible?”

The hero refuted again after clenching his fists under the table.

“Then let Marina go. Originally, nursing is Marina’s specialty.”

“Hernan.”

The saintess hurriedly came to Ernan, who had risen from his seat.

“I will go. Please do not quarrel with the hero.”

The figure of her saintess, whispering almost clinging to Hernán’s side, did not help much to calm her Carine.

Karine called out to her lover in a cool, sharp voice.

“L!”

Hernán only then met her own lover and her eyes.

“Look into my eyes and talk.”

The blue eyes of a hero whose hands would feel cold if touched.
Looking at those eyes, Hernán felt her heart weaken.

“Spend time with me today.”

Carine continued her words without blinking her eyes.

“Spend all your time with me today.”

“Karine…”

Hernán simply called her lover’s name and looked into those eyes.
She is clearly herself Carine’s lover.
And she’s been neglecting her lately.

Karine has known her for over 10 years, and isn’t she always together even when she goes out?
Couldn’t it be her own fault that made her say this?

But Sharpie is bedridden now.
Isn’t that more important?

The urges and thoughts that surged up and mixed together made Hernan unable to move.

Since when, when I saw those eyes, I wanted to listen to Karine’s words without fail.

However, when she was engaged in political strife in the capital, she often rejected Carine’s proposals or plans.
Her suggestions were far-fetched, and she couldn’t just carry them out.

“L.”

Karine approached, calling her lover’s nickname once again.
Hernán backed away slightly from her.

The more she did, the more Carine came closer with an atmosphere that seemed to swallow her Hernán.

Her saintess standing next to her fell down from the energy, and the wizard and the elf also kept her silence.

Carine whispered to Hernán in a space where it seemed like there were only two lovers.

“Will you do as I please?”

“As you wish…”

Karine came close enough that they could feel each other’s breath and even smell their skin.
It was at this time that Hernán made the decision that it would not be easy for her to go to Shafi, who was pregnant after all.

“The smell of breakfast… Why is no one coming to feed me…”

The most alien character here.
The demon king, who everyone around the table was aiming for their lives, opened the door and came out.

She wiped the saliva from the corner of her mouth with her hand on her empty stomach.
Sharpie first looked at the food on her table and gave it a welcome look, but she soon realized that she was in a strange mood and smiled shyly.

“Uh… Shall we go back in?”

Hernan’s eyes met Sharpie’s affectionate eyes.
Her heart eyes always seemed to be in love.

The confused thoughts were pushed aside one by one, leaving only one thought that Hernán felt was the most important.

“Sharpie.”

Hernán passed in front of her own lover and she first stood before the woman who was pregnant with his child.

“Hernan.”

Sharpie smiled and waggled her tail from side to side.

“Is that the food you brought for me?”

“Of course. But you’re not more than happy with the food, are you?”

Even though she must be weak, Sharpie smiled and led her Hernán to his room.

“I like Hernan, but my kid likes rice.”

When Sharpie’s door was closed, only the party of warriors was left in her living room, excluding Hernán.
Not everyone had a bright face, but the warrior’s face was especially bad.

“Warrior? What to eat before food cools down…”

At least the saintess tried to resume her meal by talking to the frozen warrior standing tall in her seat.

But the warrior did not return to the table again.
She ran straight into her room.

Seeing that, Silnia muttered as she stirred her stew.

“It would be better to have the demon king around.”

Her grumbling was something everyone here could relate to for the first time in a long time.

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Sharpie emptied her bowl and sat down on the bed with her satisfied face on her face.
Seeing that, Hernan took her bowl and said a word.

“Can I lie down right after eating?”

“When your body is comfortable, your mind is also comfortable.”

It was definitely a better face than yesterday.
However, I definitely felt a little less energetic than a few days ago.

“Isn’t it also lacking in regularity?”

At Hernan’s question, Sharpie smiled.

“It’s not to the point of causing a big deal right now, but it’s not enough. If I had known it would be like this, I would have slowly conceived while enjoying sex.”

“Should I fill it up now?”

Hernán senses that Sharpie is trying to get her over the edge with her jokes, so she gets right to the point.

“Isn’t the lack of regularity affecting children too? If it is lacking, it seems good to fill it up right away.”

“I do not know either. In the first place, there were no cases where demons and humans had children, right?”

Certainly, Hernando hadn’t heard of a hybrid between a human and her demons.

Even if there were cases where she was jokingly teasing someone with an unusual appearance for being a demon, there was no one who actually rejected her as being of demon blood.

Hernán looked at Sharpie’s stomach and opened her mouth.

“It’s a strange thing.”

“What?”

Sharpie felt Hernán’s gaze on her and rubbed her tail on his belly.
For a moment, Hernán held back the urge to touch him as well and continued his explanation.

“I have seen mixed blood between humans and other races relatively often. Typically, there are quite a lot of mixed blood between elves and humans.”

Most of the cases were caused by unpleasant things rather than simple exchanges.
However, as seen in the case of the half-elves, mixing between races was not impossible.

“But why are there no beings born between humans and demons? Some of your demons are as beautiful as dreamers.”

“Does that mean I’m pretty even in Hernán’s eyes?”

The demon king stretched out his arm and wrapped it around Hernán’s neck.
Hernan did not dare to resist the pregnant woman and was dragged to bed.

Lying down next to her sharpie, Hernán clung to her and gave her a wry smile.

“Okay. Honestly pretty.”

Sharpie’s eyes widened, creating a grin in her eyes.
The red heart eyes in it made the action shine even more.

Feeling that her face was heating up for some reason, she hurriedly brought her words out.

“Uh, anyway, since you and I have a child, you mean that mixed blood is possible, right? But why have I not seen such a case until now?”

The former or incumbent demon king Shafi wrapped Hernán’s waist and opened her mouth.

“Asmodians and humans do not mix. The gods forbid that.”

“It seems that the demons are also taught that way.”

Of course, Hernan knows the story too.
No matter which denomination you receive your coming-of-age ceremony, you are taught the phrase during the catechism.

But don’t people do it countless times even though they’re taught the same not to kill or not to steal?

In fact, it was all the more questionable because there was a race that sucked in spirit, regardless of whether it was demons or humans, like a dream horse.

“This is a story passed down among us dreamers…”

Sharpie put her mouth close to Hernán’s ear.
In line with the action, as if telling an old story, Hernán listened to him.

“Originally, the gods must have prevented the birth of children between demons and humans.”

“But we have a baby.”

“Well? They say you can’t feel the divine power here, so maybe it’s a place that avoids the eyes of the gods?”

Sharpie removed Hernan’s mouth from his ear and told him to ask the saintess later.
Hernán stood up, sadly watching Sharpie’s mouth go away.

Sharpie also looked at it with regretful eyes.

“I’m going?”

Hernan looked into her eyes and said quietly.

“Shall we sleep together today?”

It would be nice to sleep together and fill up your stamina.
And Shafi she didn’t really care, but she avoided Karine’s eyes and she didn’t even enjoy hurriedly doing it in the bathroom every time.

“It changes little by little.”

The sharpie shook her head, giving her a muffled sound.

“Why don’t you pay more attention to Hernán’s lover now?”

The demon king opened her mouth to Hernan, who handed her an empty food bowl and couldn’t take her feet off.

“As for the jeonggyeong, if Hernan has the will, she can always fill it. But…”

“But… ?”

Sharpie waved her hand slowly and looked at Hernán with her soft eyes.

“It’s not always possible to quell her lover’s anger.”

Carine.
Her own lover and warrior.
And her candidate for succession to the throne, she must be very angry now.

“Okay.”

Hernan turned to her and went to her door.
Then she turned around again and she said to Sharpie.

“If you want to do it, just tell me. I’ll give you sex.”

“Back?”

She lay down on her side and thumped her under her hips.

Hernán felt the excessively subdued atmosphere revive.

Sharpie is sometimes vulgar and other times deep.
It was just like Karine that it was difficult to know exactly what she was thinking, but she didn’t hate it.

“Wash it clean.”

“I am always clean!”

Hernan laughed and left Sharpie’s room.