Chapter 34 – Episode 34 – I Can’t Go Back. Never… (3)

Silnia held on to the root of attention and endured.

“No! Just leave me here!”

“It’s already past dinner time. Are you going to sleep here too?”

The hero sighed lightly and grabbed the kneeling elf.
Silnia trembled and tightened her arms, clinging harder to the tree.

The hero gave a last warning before pulling.

“Walk on all fours. Otherwise, she’ll come out scratching the ground with her hands.”

“This is my bedroom from now on! Why is sleeping here a problem?”

“You don’t understand the words.”

Eventually, the hero gave strength to his arm.
Silnia also clung to the tree with all her body strength, but the difference in her strength was severe.

“Ugh… !”

Silnia screamed so hard that her veins popped out of her temples, but she soon missed her tree.

She stared anxiously at the receding tree, floundering her hands in the air.
Silnia was about to be greeted by her soft ground.

“Sylnia!”

Returning to Silnia’s special room, Hernán hurriedly reached out to her.
Silnia, who fell safely onto Hernán’s arms, still struggled and tried to grab hold of her tree.

The warrior opened his mouth with a colder attitude after seeing it.

“Would you like to drop by the two of us and go out? Shall I take you as if I were your master?”

Hernan called Karine a name in a low voice to tell her to stop.

“Karine… I’ll take care of it.”

The hero looked at Hernan and Silnia with emotionless blue eyes.
However, as Hernán continued to look at his hand, he bit his lip slightly and let go of his hand.

As soon as her hands gave out, Silnia crawled back up and clung to the tree.
Hernan approached her and spoke to her.

“Sylnia.”

“Go.”

“I have food set outside.”

“I have no idea.”

She feels that this place is more difficult to deal with than when it first opened, and Hernán tried to convince her.

“Are you thinking of doing well here?”

“Huh.”

According to the rules of the Life Guide, every woman must sleep in her own private bedroom.
If even one person fails to do so, there is no meal the next day.

In other words, if Silnia doesn’t come out of here, tomorrow’s meal won’t come out.

Ernan talked about the fact to Silnia and persuaded him.

“Then there will be no dinner tomorrow. There are already three pregnant women here.”

In fact, it was closer to intimidation than persuasion.
A cold and petty threat that if you don’t come out, pregnant people will starve.

But Silnia seemed so distracted that she didn’t even notice.
She just hugged her tree tighter, her whole body showing disapproval.

The hero who was watching next to her looked at Hernan and shook her head.

“Do you think that persuasion works? Let’s just drag it out.”

Hernan also felt that, like Carine’s words, Silnia would not be moved by any words.

Her request to think of the baby in her belly will motivate her even more, and she ignores her request to think of someone else.

Do you really have no choice but to drag it out by force?

Around the time Hernán thought of Sharpie and Potty and felt the urge to force her to pull them out, Karine pressed Silnia again.

“Come on out! If you hold on, I will lock you in your room and give you only food.”

“A fucking year…”

Silnia glared at Carine through her bloodshot eyes.
But as soon as the hero wriggled his hand, he slammed her face into the trunk of her tree.

In some ways it was funny, in some ways it was a miserable sight.

Hernán woke up feeling that the distance between her and her was too close for her to feel funny.

The hero finally decided that Hernán was going to use her power and tried to grab Silnia’s ankle.
However, Hernán rather grabbed Carine’s wrist.

“L?”

Karine looked at Hernan with her puzzled eyes.
Instead of answering her, Hernán took her outside her special room.

The hero opened his mouth as if there was no more absurdity.

“Are you going to just leave it as it is? You want to starve to death together?”

Of course it didn’t mean that.
Hernán replied in a voice that soothed his lover.

“I will take care of it. You just sleep comfortably.”

She raised Carine’s eyebrows.
She stopped and looked straight at her lover.

“What you said now. Am I growing up alone?”

“Sleep with Silnia today. I can’t leave it like that.”

Carine reacted immediately to those words.
This time, the hero took Hernán’s hand and led him outside.

* * *

In the quiet hallway with no one around, Carine said coldly.

“I said Don’t give it to other women.”

“This is not such a problem. If you leave it as it is, not only Sylnia but also other women will suffer.”

Hernán added a word when her lover’s eyes were still burning.

“Of course, Carine, avoiding you too.”

Her eyes softened just a little bit, but she showed no signs of backing down.

“So let’s just take it. If you lock yourself up in your room for a while, you won’t be able to hold on and adapt.”

If you keep Silnia locked up like Karine said, she’ll probably crawl out on her own after a while due to her personality.
Maybe her relationship with her couldn’t hold out any longer and her life would be ruined.

The hero wasn’t afraid of that.
The only thing that matters to her is her succession to the throne and the man in front of her.

Hernán, the precious man, objected to her words with an expressionless expression.

“L.”

Carine showed her palpable anxiety in her expression, enough to tell if she wasn’t Hernán.
It was almost the first time she had left her capital.

Hernán felt a complicated feeling in that expression.

“You’re not mistaking sympathy for affection, are you?”

Hernán did not have an easy answer to that question.
So she instead resorted to what could be called a bit cowardly.

“Don’t you feel sorry for the women here?”

After answering her questions with questions, Karine regained her original cold expression.
Hernán listened to her words, feeling sorry for her appearance.

“Getting out of here is good for everyone. If you take care of this and that because it’s pitiful, when the hell will you leave?”

Hernán did not answer and just stared at the ceiling in silence.
Whenever she heard these words, she had a premonition that one day her doom would come.

“L!”

When Karine didn’t look at Hernán, she hurriedly grabbed his face.
The hero, who pulled Hernan straight ahead and made eye contact with him, spoke slowly, but couldn’t hide his impatience.

“We are not going to live here forever. When we leave, we will officially marry and rule the country together.”

Unlike her cold expression, her blue eyes were swirling with various emotions.
Thinking that she was drowning in those eyes, Hernán listened to the next words.

“Are you going to care about the women here? Don’t suffer from cutting it off later, just be cold from now on!”

Her last words were commanding, almost screaming.
Hernán barely opened her mouth, feeling her head hurt slightly.

“You…”

“What am I?”

Hernán struggled to find a compromise between her repulsion rising from the depths of her own heart and her immediate sense of strange helplessness.

“You… Can’t we take care of the women?”

Carine’s icy expression melted once again.
However, this time she was more like boiling than simply thawing.

Seeing her face for the first time in a while, Hernán felt relieved and opened her mouth again.

“I will focus on you, so you treat the girls well. Then it will be whatever you want.”

Karine takes care of women who have nowhere to go and no one to rely on.

The one who can achieve the original goal of the women here is a warrior who wants to become a king.
When she gives women that trust, she can feel more at ease, if not completely, and they can choose to get pregnant.

After that, she focuses on Karine, minimizing her contact with her women.

This allows both her quick escape and her lover’s focus on herself, which she so desperately wants.

Rather, like now, the more the hero stimulates the women, the more he has no choice but to take care of them himself.

“You…”

However, Karine shuddered at Hernán’s proposal as if she had been struck by lightning.
Hernán held her shoulder, remembering the saying that if you touch someone struck by her lightning, he too will burn to death.

“Please Karine. These are all people who are willing to help you and get paid. The more you do this, the more people will not trust you and will find another way.”

Karine was still enraged, but little by little she was regaining her composure.
Still, in her capital, she occasionally broke her will when Hernán dissuaded her.

She still believed that she would, and Hernán held out her hopes.
When her tremors almost stopped, Hernán spoke right away.

“That way, I can focus on you too.”

Carine now exhaled her breath evenly and listened to Hernán.
Hernán cheered her up as the headache that bit by bit gnawed at her brain subsided.

“I will act as your lover even if you are not angry like now.”

Of course, there are problems with children being born, but there is still a lot of time until then.
In the meantime, you just have to put enough faith in your lover’s heart.

Even as her lover’s status remains unshakable, she maintains her belief that Hernán can act as her father.

Carine turned around and started walking into the living room.

“L.”

She said to her lover with only her head turned.

“Come help Sylnia.”

Hernan felt her headache go away.
She was fresh and tidy in her hair, as if she had packed this warrior party with her and took each step towards her goal.

As soon as he heard the sound of Karine entering her room, Hernan sighed and leaned against her wall for a moment.

Joy and deep peace felt after a long time.
Even her sense of satisfaction that she got it from her own lover.
Everything works fine

Because she was so relieved, Hernán did not find the pile of food that had come to her side.

“Eh, Hernan?”

I heard Potty’s voice.

Hernán felt a slight pain as he lowered his gaze.
It was a sudden headache.

He paused for a moment at the unpleasant pain that invaded the peace he enjoyed just moments ago, then confirmed the figure that came into his field of vision.

Potty was standing next to Hernan with a basket between the rabbit’s ears.
The basket was full of the dinner the demon had provided as a gift for Silnia’s pregnancy.

“Si, Silnia hasn’t eaten yet, right? Because no matter how bad she feels, pregnant people have to eat…”

Hernán felt insecure as he saw Poti talking innocently.

He was just about to go get some food for Silnia, too.
Besides, meeting Poti was the most enjoyable time for Hernán in recent years.

So, it’s strange to feel this kind of anxiety.
Rather, it is normal to be happy.

However, Hernán thought of Carine, who had left again, and sensed an unknown catastrophe approaching.

“Hernan?”

Hernán struggled to get rid of the sensation and received the basket that Forti was carrying over his head.
Silnia, who is now in a state of disappointment, is in a hurry.

“This is the first time you’ve had such a great vegetarian meal, right?”

Potty looked into the basket with elven decorations that Hernán had accepted.
In it, various grasses and mushrooms that I had never seen before were cooked individually.

Not only food processed into jam or baked fruit, but also a jar containing a drink made from the juice was also included.

He checked the rest of the food and thanked Potty for packing the meal.
Potty touched Hernán’s hand with a bright face.

Hernán stroked Potty’s head and face with a familiar gesture.
Potty happily focused on the touch.

Hernan, who was rubbing the root of her ear, hurriedly removed her hand.
Forty had a wistful face, but she lowered her head, noticing that he had to go to Silnia.

“I’ll see you tomorrow.”

Hernán pushed away the uneasiness that persisted as he watched Potty disappear into his room like Carine.

Now it’s time to go to the crying woman in the room that copied the forest.
Let’s think about other things later.

* * *

“Something like this…”

Silnia grabbed the end of the basket.
Hernán frantically pressed her by the edge.

“Don’t celebrate!”

The elf tried to pour out the basket, but because Hernan was holding on, she only swayed slightly but did not tip over.

“You starved for dinner. That’s why I brought it.”

Silnia lifted her tear-stained face.
Hernán wiped her face and sighed.

She was fortunate that at least she didn’t refuse to let him touch her.

Silnia looked at the food of her hometown in silence for a moment.
She then reached out and picked up something.

The lighting in the room was already dimmed like moonlight, and even the seat where I sat was in the shade of a tree.
Thanks to that, it was difficult for Hernan, a human, to see what she had picked up.

She was like that, so she sneakily asked what she was eating.

“What do you have at home?”

“Mushroom skewers…”

She probably remembers that she put it with Olive.
Hernán put her hand where she had stretched out and picked up the same one.

The taste was quite boring.
If it’s like Silnia’s personality, I’d rather have a stimulating dish served while sleeping with Sharpie.

Hernan chewed on a mushroom and watched Silnia’s face revealed in the dim light.
She was weeping again.

“Eating this reminds me of my hometown again?”

“Huh…”

Silnia’s reaction was more docile than expected.
Thinking it was because she was tired from crying a lot, Hernan poured her a fruit drink and handed it to her.

But Silnia pushed it away and buried her face in her lap.

In that state, she muttered sadly.

“I can’t go back… Never.”

Hernán sips her drink instead and shuts her mouth.

“Now… I have to live longing for the forest for longer than the days I lived.”

If she lives up to the average lifespan of an elf, she should live roughly over 200 years.
For humans, 6 or 7 generations is a long time to be replaced.

“Raising a child who will die before me…”

Even Hernan, who had been listening to her emotions at least, sounded eerie at the moment.

How long have you heard that a hybrid of human and elf live?

She was said to be longer than human.
Maybe 150 to 200 years.

“Why did you impregnate me…”

There was resentment in Silnia’s voice, as well as a sense of shame.

It’s good that she’s not talking about her abortion or abandoning her baby, but in the future she’s not sure Silnia’s going to be okay.

“Why…”

“Sylnia.”

That’s why Hernán mustered up the courage to sit right next to her.
Silnia flinched as her man’s body clasped beside her own.

Hernan felt it too, but he couldn’t back down.

“Did I promise to send you back to the forest?”

Silnia lifted her face buried in her lap.

“The real forest, not these imitations.”

Hernán met her eyes with her, praying that her words would be confident.
Sylnia asked blankly.

“Is that possible? Not the way the hero told you how to get back with the army.”

Silnia reached out with her own hand and grabbed Hernán’s hard forearm.

“You’ve got a good plan. Whatever you like, tell me.”

“I don’t know exactly.”

At Hernán’s calm words, she thought for a moment that she had heard her wrong and stayed still.
But when Hernán spoke again, Silnia clenched her fists.

“I don’t know now. How can I get you back… Ugh!”

Hernán turned her head to Silnia, feeling a tingling shock on her left cheek.

“Fuck… Are you trying to make fun of me? The demon, the hero, and you too!”

Silnia rushed at Hernán.
Hernán fell and let her elf climb on top of her and beat her.

Her night-eyed elf threw her fist at the part Hernán didn’t cover, and the human Hernán only got hit.

She’s pregnant anyway, so she can’t even hit herself.

Silnia beat her for a while, then she stopped, gasping for breath.
And she cried again.

“I’d rather kill me when the baby is born…”

Hernán spoke slowly, swallowing the blood in her mouth.

“I will definitely return you to the forest.”

Silnia, still crying, reached her hand to her side and picked up her jar of drink.
Hernan quickly opened her mouth slightly to her.

“Once I get out of here, I will definitely find a way to get you back to the forest. How to get back without an army.”

Silnia held her jar and opened her mouth.

“Do you think Karine can become king? Even if he became king, would that bitch try to find another way?”

“This has nothing to do with Carine.”

Hernan smiled in the dark, her smile that would probably only be shown to her.

“Regardless of Karine, if I take the Demon King with me, I will become a high-ranking nobleman, right? I will definitely find a way to send you back with that power.”

“What are the demon lord and her kids doing? If you’re lucky, they’ll be burned at the stake, and if you’re unlucky, aren’t you burned?”

Suddenly, feeling that Silnia’s head was spinning, Hernán sighed at her.

“I’ll go and think about that then.”

Silnia gently lowered her jar.
In her soft light, she spoke not very brightly.

“I heard that lovers resemble each other… Humans say what you’re doing is overdoing empty checks, don’t they?”

“Let’s go out and see if it’s really worth it.”

Sylnia’s expression was hard to see.
She only saw the dimly shining tears falling from her eyes.

“It’s more reliable than a young warrior, yes.”

“Once you calm down, let’s go to your room. It’s already too late… 100 million!”

Silnia smashed Napda Hernan’s head with her urn.
The jar shattered and spilled the drink.

Hernán stood up, thinking that Silnia was cutting into too many pieces today.

“Keep your promise!”

Silnia got out of the shade of the tree and now I could see her expression.

“Make sure you can go back, absolutely!”

Her expression was filled with fear, anxiety, and faint anticipation.
Hernán approached the crying Silnia, feeling relieved by her behavior, and leaning on her faint hopes again.

She felt sorry that there was only one god who could answer her prayers, and Hernán went outside with the elf.