Chapter 62 – Chapter 61 – Glory to the Queen (3)

As Hernan put the food down on her table, Potty opened her mouth.

“This… Does it really have to be El?”

It was a voice mixed with displeasure.
Hernán thought he was talking nonsense and began to set the meal down on the tray.

“What are you talking about? Did I stop carrying food?”

“Uh. You don’t have to.”

This time it was Sylnia’s voice.
She was staring blatantly to one side of her.

Hernan also looked that way, getting a sense of what she meant by that.

Carine, who had come to get her share of food, was crouching down and crumpling her face at Silnia’s harsh eyes.
Her expression of humiliation and embarrassment was enhanced by her flushed cheeks.

Hernán looked at Carine and the other women for a while before opening her mouth.

“This is not particularly difficult. And it’s better if a strong person carries food because there’s less chance of dropping it.”

Hernán spoke as if admonishing, but Silnia and Potty didn’t seem very convinced.
Potty, in particular, spoke softly.

“Ha, but the hero has good strength for a woman and is the most leisurely person here. And the lower ranks…”

“What? Who is free?”

Karine opened her eyes at Potty’s words and raised her voice.
Potty was overcome by the force and swallowed her words.

“I’m taking care of all your little things! I’m doing all the cleaning and laundry!”

At those words, Sylnia snorted as if it was ridiculous.

“Aren’t Hernán and the saintess helping with that? Are you going to keep telling obvious lies?”

I wish she had just said that she was already working.
She added an exaggeration that was not for nothing, and didn’t she just get caught by Silnia for her faults?

“Elf…”

Karine couldn’t get her words right and only put on a look of resentment.
Then Marina opened her mouth.

“Although Hernan and I are helping, it is also true that the hero works a lot. Wouldn’t it be better to just skip the simple things?”

Hernan also quickly whispered to Silnia after agreeing to her saintess.

“Sylnia. You said you want to go back to the forest. What are you going to do if you provoke it too much and Karine says that it’s a promise later and that you’re going to hit everything?”

“Forest…”

One of the two magic words that calm the elf Silnia, Forest.
The other was Silnia’s son’s name, Ethan.

Silnia pursed her lips and hugged her baby tightly.
Then at last she nodded reluctantly and turned her head away from her champion.

Potty still had a disgruntled look on her face, but when Hernán told Carine to go, she didn’t say much.

“Karine. Come on, have dinner and go to your place to eat.”

When Carine still spoke to herself, she made a melancholy face as she listened to Hernán’s tone, the coldness of which was buried in her subtlety.

She glanced at an empty seat near Hernán a few times, then closed her eyes tightly and went away to the last stone far away.

Meanwhile, Sharpie was eager to liven up the dead atmosphere by sharing food.

“Aren’t you tired of Hernan diligently going around the women’s room and picking out food? It only comes out too much.”

She quickly changed her subject and beckoned Hernán to come and eat.
Hernán sat down in her seat, looking at Sharpie, who was now sitting in the most prestigious seat.

Demon King Sharpie.
The first woman to become pregnant and rise to the rank of queen…

As a demon and a demon king, she is in a very disadvantageous position among the warrior party themselves.
Nonetheless, Sharpie slowly forges a good relationship with Fortina Silnia, slowly reversing her disadvantaged position.

To be honest, from Hernán’s personal point of view, it wasn’t bad for her to gradually expand her influence.

She doesn’t make unreasonable demands, and when a quarrel is about to break out, she even quickly changes the mood.

The queen’s most powerful authority, the right to wish, was never exercised against Hernan’s will.
She was even willing to use her self-wishing rights to dispel the enchantment in her hair.

“Yesterday, when my daughter Ella was sucking on her breast, it stung and I saw her teeth grow!”

Hernán watched Sharpie divert her ladies’ attention by showing her daughter’s teeth, secretly wishing she would remain her queen.

“Slightly faster than normal. It might be because they are of mixed race, so their growth rate is a bit different.”

But Saint Marina, who was talking with a smile now, said that she should have her sharpie come down from her throne.

The basis of her claim was that she might turn abruptly after she had increased her power and betray her, and that she should reduce the influence of her faith by reducing her influence.

Even so, it was disapproving in many ways that Marina handed over the position to her candidate for queenship, which she recommended.

While Hernán was trying to look at Marina’s recommended candidates out of embarrassment, Sharpie was passing her topic to baby food before he knew it.

“When do humans and elves usually feed baby food?”

“It is usually fed from 4 to 6 months of age.”

“Uh… Eh, the same goes for elves, right? Because the growth rate of young children is not much different from that of humans.”

When Marina and Silnia answered, Sharpie waved a loaf of crumbled bread in front of her eyes, her own daughter, Ella.
The child struggled with his arms, showing interest in the bread.

Sharpie laughed and she put the bread away and opened her mouth.

“Then it’s about time for everyone to start feeding baby food, right?”

Marina nodded her head, but she contradicted the demon lord’s words.

“Of course, it would be nice if we could feed them baby food. But there is no kitchen, no proper ingredients. In my opinion, waiting for the teeth to grow while only breastfeeding for about a year and a half…”

“1 year? But while breastfeeding, menstruation won’t come, so you won’t be able to get pregnant.”

Shafi interrupted Marina and asked back.
Marina lowered her head and glanced at the woman across from her.

“Just because all women are breastfeeding doesn’t mean they can’t get pregnant…”

Hernando, 24/7, saw Forty, who is capable of multiple pregnancies regardless of whether or not she is pregnant.
Just then, she was startled and making strange noises when her son, Una, tugged at his ear.

“Ooh, Oona! My mother’s ears hurt when I touch them!”

Hernán, who was beside him, stretched out his hand toward his son, whose name Poti had given himself.
The child laughed and let go of his ear as his father gently tickled his cheek.

Potty sighed and opened his mouth.

“Thank you. Maybe it’s because he’s a boy, so he’s full of energy…”

Hernán only nodded her head lightly and remembered what Marina had said to her.

She asked to make Poti her queen.

* * *

“Yes? Potty as queen?”

Hernán spoke with a surprised expression while lowering her voice to the maximum.
Marina saw that the door to her laundry room was closed and she said yes.

“Forty is the best choice in my opinion.”

Hernán hurriedly objected to the saintess’ words.

“Holy Lady! Of course, her position as queen has never shown such strong power yet, but as the saint said, there is no law that it will be like that later.
This is not an appropriate position for Potty, who is not good at dealing with people.”

“I have a different opinion.”

The saintess smiled bitterly and calmly continued her assertion.

“First, I will address the aspect of demon worship that concerns me the most.”

She first sat down by the water tap in order to sit comfortably and talk to Hernán.
Hernan also sat down and listened to Marina.

“Did I tell you that if the demon king continues to hold the position of queen, the worship of the demon god will gradually intensify?”

“Yes. He said that he would gradually increase his power while operating the wishing sphere at his own will, and use that power to spread the cult of demons, eventually destroying our party.”

“She will increase her power in other ways as well as her right to wish…”

Marina stared at the only man here and muttered inaudibly to Hernán.
Hernán silently accepted her gaze and waited for her next words.

Marina looked away and opened her mouth.

“Anyway, when Potty ascends to her throne, her interest in the demon cult will be much less.”

“Is it because of me?”

To Hernan’s question, the saintess opened her eyes slightly wide and nodded her head.

“You’re right. The reason Potty prays to the demon is because of Hernan. Poti, one of the two people who most crave Hernán’s love here, will pray and pray again and again until he completely wins your love.”

Hernán briefly thought of Karine, another person she was seeking love of her own, then continued her thoughts back to Potty.

The position of queen is given according to the clear criteria of pregnancy and childbirth.
And Poti sees her child as the symbol of her affection for Hernan and herself and the most decisive outcome.

If it is that kind of woman, it is highly likely that she attaches great importance to the position of queen, which can only be obtained by being pregnant and giving birth the most.

“If Hernán made Poti pregnant, gave her the position of queen, and gave her the second strongest authority in this place after Hernán, interest in demons would naturally fall away.”

“Then Silnia won’t stop worshiping her demons even if she ascends to the throne.”

“Of course. Regardless of her ascension to the throne, Silnia will continue to pray to the god until her child’s leg heals.”

Marina changed her expression with concern.

“When it’s Silnia’s turn to make a wish again after her 4 uses of the wishing ticket are over, it’s very likely that she has already gotten out of hand.”

In other words, are you thinking about Silnia, who can’t save her, and save Potty?

Hernán looked at the saintess with a twinkle in her eyes.
Lately, she seemed to be seeing a lot of new sides of herself.

Is this a natural behavior of her character, or is she slowly changing after coming here?

Hernan kept her expression calm and listened to Marina’s next reason.

“As for the next reason…”

Marina slurred her words slightly.
But she soon went on with her words plainly.

“Isn’t there a high probability that Potty will become queen anyway? I think Potty himself thinks so too.”

She only had one pregnancy last time, but she has two wombs in the first place.
It wouldn’t be unreasonable for a woman to basically have more than one child with a single vaginal cum shot.

“Unless she forces herself to have sex with Potty, in time Potty will eventually ascend to be her queen.
Why don’t you get her pregnant quickly instead of accumulating her dissatisfaction by reducing the number of relationships with Fortie like now?”

Marina took her word for impregnation seriously.
Hernán hesitated a little before she opened her mouth.

“Does the saintess have no objection to women getting pregnant now?”

“Yes?”

“If that applies to you as well, how about the saintess becoming pregnant again and becoming her queen?”

Marina looked at the man who had impregnated her, clutching the baby Kangbo around her back.

Hernan wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and brought out his words with difficulty.

“If you’re thinking of a bad memory, really… I’m really sorry. However, since the saintess is making this suggestion out of concern for everyone, I am just telling you the best case.”

Marina’s eyes, looking at Hernán, didn’t seem to contain any special emotion.

But aren’t those emotionless eyes just a camouflage to cover the emotions sleeping inside?

Silnia reveals her own negative emotions without hiding them.
To be precise, she’s trying to hide those feelings, but she’s probably close to letting them out.

In comparison, she is very restrained in her inner expression, except when she occasionally reveals her emotions.

Hernan recalled that fact and said.

“The saintess thinks of all the party members. The Demon King is just wary of her in case she puts us in danger, but she covered Sharpie when he was bullied at first.”

Hernan calmly explained.

“Recently, it seems that you’ve become a little cold towards Karine, but that’s probably because Karine made a mistake. In other words, isn’t she, a saint, fit to be a queen for all women?”

Marina just listened to her in silence.
Hernan added a few more words to her, hoping that she would respond quickly.

Most of them said that a saintess was a person suitable for a high position like a queen.

“Saint… ?”

Still no answer.

Hernán felt that even the air in her was getting colder.
And at that moment, the saintess smiled.

“Hernan. Everyone will think badly of me if I become queen.”

She said mildly to Hernán, who looked at her relaxed.

“Would Potty be very offended if suddenly I became pregnant and became queen? She’ll suddenly think that she’s got the position to be hers.”

In order for her to retain her position as queen, she has to forcibly prevent Potty from having multiple pregnancies, which is very difficult in reality.
Are you thinking of writing a wish ticket?

Roughly these words came from the saintess.

“And if I suddenly go up from the bottom floor to the top floor, there will be quite a bit of confusion.”

Marina woke up a little bit and met Hernán’s eyes as she soothed her whining child.

“Fortina Silnia is even uttering words of ignoring the hero as a low rank. It may still be nothing more than a device to reveal ill feelings towards the hero rather than a real class consciousness.”

As the child on her back cries, she rises from her seat and shakes her body.
Hernán continued to listen to Marina, taking her eyes off her huge breasts bobbing in front of her eyes.

“Maybe there will really be a perception that they are of the upper class, right? Then they would be offended that I suddenly rose to the top of the ranks and they fell to the lower ranks.”

Hernán tried to object to her, but she started crying because Marina’s baby was something she didn’t like.

“Hernan! I’ll sleep after the baby, so go see a woman who’s going to sleep with you today.”

Before Hernan could say anything, the saintess quickly left her laundry room.

* * *

Hernán took more care of Potty and started to focus on the conversation at her table again.

The sharpie laughed strangely at the saintess’s words not to worry about baby food and rested her chin on her chin.

“Well…”

She said, handing a bowl full of vegetables and meat to Silnia.

“Then, are you going to feed your kids only this food after a year?”

“It can’t be helped, can it? And I think these foods are better than the foods that the common people eat. It won’t be bad for the kids either.”

“If possible, I want to eat food that I made myself. Isn’t Silnia like that too?”

“Huh? Me?”

Silnia skipped vegetables and ate only her meat, but she stopped her hand abruptly.
Sharpie smiled wider as she continued.

“Didn’t I say that when Silnia comes out, she’ll feed her lots of vegetables? He said he would show you the essence of elven cooking.”

Silnia awkwardly chewed her meat and nodded her head.
She opened her mouth only after pushing everything in her mouth into her stomach.

“Yeah, of course not! My kids are half elves, and I can’t just feed them savage meat. As long as the kitchen and ingredients are sufficient, I will make only vegetarian meals every day.”

The moment Hernan felt hesitant and wanted to say something, Marina spoke her words faster.

“Sylnia. In other words, a child is half human. Proper meat consumption is very helpful for children to grow up healthy.”

“It is true…”

Silnia dropped her pointy ears and looked at her baby.
Sharpie looked at Silnia’s son with a smirk.

“Meat is definitely important for a child to grow up healthy. That way her muscles stick together and her bones grow well. Unfortunately, I won’t be able to feed them for a while because I have to cook a lot to eat meat…”

Sharpie said that then she would have to be chewed on by an adult. She put the food in her mouth and chewed it.
Silnia glared at the meat in front of her, as if something was wrong with her Sharpie’s words.

She quietly pointed her words towards Marina.

“Saint.”

Marina had a calm face that was no different from her previous one, but Hernán noticed that her hand holding the spoon was getting stronger.

“Yes, Sylnia. Please tell me.”

“I’m sorry…”

Ernan waited for Silnia’s words, preparing to refuse.
The elf made a request to her saintess while showing an apologetic expression, which is rarely seen.

“Can’t you use a wish ticket? By getting a kitchen and more childcare items.”

“You mean my wish ticket?”

“Uh… Wouldn’t it be better if there was such a facility? It would be better if you ask for a few more amenities besides the kitchen.”

Hernán immediately said no to her.

“No.”

“Eh, Hernan? Why do you refuse?”

“Are you asking because you don’t know? After all, if I don’t give permission, I can’t use the right to wish.”

Silnia said, frowning her eyes slightly.

“I know that! So why are you rejecting my offer! You haven’t said that you like or dislike saints yet.”

“I’ll keep that just in case.”

“If?”

When Hernán said this, she felt like she was talking about the next woman to get pregnant, so she hated it.

“I’ll keep it for Potty’s birth.”

“Me?”

Poti looked at Hernán in surprise.
He pointed to Potty and said to everyone.

“Do you remember that Potty had a difficult birth last time? And Potty can be pregnant with more than one at a time.”

Sharpie smiled faintly and opened her mouth.

“In case Potty gets hurt?”

“Okay. Fortunately, the first birth didn’t bleed a lot or cause an accident that caught the baby, but there’s no law saying it won’t happen again.”

Having said that, Silnia blushed and lowered her face.

“Yeah, I thought briefly. Seed…”

Hernan softened his tone slightly and continued.

“Sylnia, you also want our child to eat better food, right? Later, when the right to wish is available…”

It was when Hernán had said that.
The hole through which the food came out opened and spat out a small piece of paper.

The paper fell from the sky and landed on the altar Silnia had made.
Sharpie looked at Hernán with her eyes wide open.

“Have you ever impregnated someone?”

Seeing that the papers that have come out so far have mainly been patterns for confirming pregnancy, he seems to have thought that way.
But Hernan shook his head.

“No way…”

Recently, most of the vaginal ejaculation was avoided, and the women who had menstruation were only sharpies.
She never cums because she also only tried to fuck her mouth, breasts, or anus rather than her vagina lately.

Ernan was puzzled and got up from his seat.
The women seemed to be curious, too, but it seemed that she couldn’t leave easily as she was carrying a child.

Karine didn’t get up, too, but with her displeased face, she slammed her head into her porcelain bowl.
It seemed that she was annoyed that someone else was pregnant with Hernan.

Ernan picked up the paper that had fallen on the altar and read it slowly.

[The kitchen, children’s educational facilities, and rest areas are all already prepared.]

Is it real?

Hernán felt a little liking for the demon god and hurriedly read the rest of the paper.

[I just haven’t opened it yet.]

The content ended there.
Feeling ridiculous, I looked around the paper, but the letters ended there.

“What are you doing, Hernan?”

Sharpie had been telling the women to get their boats ready, she asked.
Hernán focused on the last words she couldn’t open, and she felt ominous.

There is only one place here that hasn’t been opened yet.

Hernan glanced at Karine.
When her eyes met Hernán’s, she hurriedly rolled her eyes.

He remembered that the only place not open here was Karine’s special room, and erased the feelings he felt for the demon.