Chapter 64 – Chapter 63 – Glory to the Queen (5)

Marina’s special room was always filled with brilliant light.
Except for Silnia’s forest, Hernan was spending time here, which was virtually the only space where he could be alone.

He looked at the shining pillar in front of him and remembered Potty’s face.

After Potty finally decided to get pregnant, she continued to look happy.
A child-like innocent, unaffected smile.

There were times when the woman he once loved had such an innocent expression.
In particular, after coming out of the house after hearing harsh criticism, Karine would draw a picture next to her and reveal her feelings without hesitation.

Hernán had tasted her sadness, anger, and joy together, and gradually fell in love with her.

Is that why?
There was always a strangely satisfying aspect to the pure look that Potty showed himself.

But at the same time, seeing her, Hernán felt uneasy.

Karine, who was innocent, also became a different person when she entered the political arena and began to hold power.

Rather, it may have been more terribly stained because he was a pure person.
If so, will Potty change like Carine when he gets a taste of power?

“Hernan?”

Marina approached Hernan, who was lost in thought for a long time.

As always, she had the baby on her back.
It’s probably because her breasts are too big to hold her baby.

“Were you thinking? If Hernán wants it, I’ll go out again.”

Hernán felt grateful for the saintess’ consideration, but hurriedly waved her hands and stood up.

“No. This is the saintess’s special room, so I have to leave.”

Marina smiled softly at his words and put Hernán back in the funeral chair.
And approached the pillar of light named the lighthouse.

“The light is so bright that it might wake the baby.”

The curtains were half-closed with a crackling sound.
Only the side where Hernán was sitting was covered with light, creating an atmosphere for comfortable conversation.

The saintess who shaded the space slowly came to Hernán and sat on his left.
She asked in a light tone.

“Were you thinking of Forty?”

Do you have a good feeling like a priest who often treats people?

If that’s not the case, since Potty was the center of the conversation earlier, it could have been stabbed.
Anyway, it wasn’t wrong, so I affirmed with a wry smile.

“That’s right. Come to think of it, if everything goes the way Saintess wants, Potty will soon become queen.”

“Are you concerned?”

Marina didn’t show any particular joy or satisfaction, but the conversation was thoroughly aligned with Hernan’s thoughts.
Hernan affirmed this time as well, but said something slightly different from what he had thought.

“I can’t help but worry. Because Potty has a weak body. You don’t even know exactly how far a demon god can heal you, do you?”

Without talking about power, he only talked about Potty’s physical problems.
Marina replied in a tone telling her not to worry too much.

“You don’t have to worry too much about that. Considering that Silnia’s child was half-cured, I don’t think the Demon God will be able to deal with any problems that may arise during childbirth.”

Seeing that Hernán’s face was still not bright, the saintess deliberately said lightly, as if joking.

“On the contrary, as you become more and more proficient in treatment, you may be able to treat Silnia’s son more perfectly. Maybe Potty is devoting herself to take care of everyone’s health.”

It’s a little bit, but Hernán felt like a bloody joke.
Maybe that’s why Hernan’s reaction was a bit stiff.

“Coincidentally, Potty’s origin is also a test subject in an illegal laboratory.”

The saintess’ face also hardened vaguely.

I heard that places that research non-magical treatments often mobilize rats or rabbits instead of humans for experiments.
She must have been unaware of that fact, as even a saint had a medical education.

If so, he would have realized that what Hernan just said meant whether he viewed Potty as a lab rabbit.

The saintess spoke in a voice with a hint of embarrassment.

“I am… You made a mistake. Hernan, who cares about Potty a lot, might be angry.”

“I am not angry. I just said it because Potty can be sensitive to it.”

“All right. As an apology, I’ll let you suck my big breasts. I know that Hernan suffered a lot because he was shaken so much.”

Hernán now looked at the saintess with an absurd look.
It was too vulgar for Marina to say it.

I’d rather she’d laugh it off if Sharpie said this, but this…

“Sir, saintess? Of course, the shaking was a bit excessive, which bothered me, but in an open place like this…

“I-I didn’t say that!”

Marina looked around, her flushed face showing her bewilderment.
It was only then that Hernán noticed that the words he had just heard were similar to Marina’s, but were actually quite different.

Hernán hurriedly bent down and looked under the funeral chair.
Then, between the legs of the funeral chairs lined up, I saw two demon tails wagging.

One was elongated, and the other was short, barely visible.

Hernán sighed and called out the name of the woman holding the baby.

“Sharpie!”

“Oh? How did you already know…”

“Come out because you can see the tail hanging down.”

Hernán raised her head while saying that, and Sharpie also raised her up on a chair far away.

“I didn’t think of the tail.”

She smiled and the Sharpie came over with her baby in her arms.
Marina asked with her eyes trembling slightly.

“When did you come?”

“Well? I’m not very good at it either.”

Sharpie smirked as she ran her finger down the tail of her baby, who was dying.

“I fell asleep a little bit because of my baby.”

“Why are you sleeping in someone else’s special room?”

Marina’s tone was mild, but her content was subtly sharp.
It was probably because of the conversation she had with Hernán right before her.

Words that can be misunderstood as comparing Potty to her test subject may not be good in some cases, but the story that Potty said that she would ascend to the throne of her queen according to her will can be particularly misleading.

It must be embarrassing for a saintess who is wary of Sharpie.

Unlike Marina, who forcibly feigns composure, Sharpie naturally put on a puzzled expression.

“I just came here because it was warm… The warmth emanates from that pillar that is now half-covered.”

She continued her speech, covering her mouth from her yawns with her tail.

“But I just woke up because I heard someone calling. As soon as what I said happened, the saintess felt sorry for something, so I said it.”

Asking if it was similar to her saintly voice, she sat opposite Marina, to the right of Hernán.

And she said to the saintess with an apologetic expression.

“Sorry. I apologize if my words offended you.”

“No, it’s fine.”

Marina opened her mouth with a calm face, now that her embarrassment had calmed down.

“More than that, I thought the moment that happened was really appropriate…”

She just said that and didn’t ask further.
Did she decide that she didn’t need to touch her anymore?

Sharpie just smiled, but didn’t explain further.
The three of them were locked in quiet silence for a while.

As the place imitated the temple, even when I felt pious, the owner of this place, the saint, opened the door first.

“Demon King, you will soon step down from her position as queen.”

“I know! I’m so sorry…”

Sharpie playfully muttered in a tone that said she wasn’t sorry at all.
Hernan whispered in a low voice so that the Sharpie on the right couldn’t hear it.

“Lady. Do you need to say that now?”

After making eye contact with Hernan for a moment, the saintess shook her head slightly and continued speaking to Sharpie.

“… You probably won’t be able to approach the queen’s seat in the future.”

Hernan felt nervous as he heard the voice of the saintess whose emotions were removed enough to be businesslike.
She seemed to intend to continue talking even if she stopped it.

Sharpie, on the other hand, responded in a tone full of emotions.

“Will Potty give birth to her child without a break? That’s right. Ah, how can power be so futile?”

The Sharpie was in the highest position of power, both outside and inside.
It was the words of such a person, so even though it was a light tone, the feeling was different.

Marina felt it as well, and she shrank her body for a moment.
But she said again, clenching her fists.

“Once Potty is pregnant, you are not in the next rank here to Hernan. The ability to grant the right to wish will also be quite inferior.”

“Do you really have to dig into the heart of a person who has been disgraced like that?”

Sharpie sadly rested her horn on Hernán’s shoulder.
There was something black hanging from her antlers.
It was a safety device that Hernán had recently gifted, which was originally white cloth dyed with ink to match the horn.

Of course, as much as it was actually a masturbation device, she treated the other women as a simple bundle of cloth.

Marina continued to speak without paying attention to the appearance.

“So don’t tell Fortina Sylnia about the demon anymore. In particular, I hope you don’t extend your magic hand to Potty, who will be higher in rank than you.”

“Saintess! I’ll tell Sharpie later on this, so you don’t have to fight it yourself.”

Hernán hurriedly spoke again, but the saintess shook her head and opened her mouth.

“Just as humans and the demons were promised to forever separate the gods they serve, you too…”

“Marina doesn’t seem to trust Hernán.”

Sharpie cut Marina off and focused her eyes on her saintess.
The saintess flinched, albeit for a moment, as her eyes met.

It was strange for the saintess to lose her momentum for a moment.

Sharpie’s eyes are red heart eyes.
Her eyes are so ridiculous that no matter how angry she makes them, her pulse goes unnoticed.

Do you feel differently for people of the same gender?

Sharpie met Marina’s eyes and spoke softly to her.

“The King offers to intercede, but Marina refuses? Aren’t you even the lowest class?”

“That…”

Marina glanced at Hernán.

Hernan gave her an okay look and opened her mouth instead of Marina.

“Originally, Sharpie, you’re not the type to act arbitrarily just because you’re of a high rank. You said that was the latest trend in the demon society you lived in?”

“Of course! Am I proud that the demon society has taken the great step of democracy? Besides, I am the first elected demon king there!”

She smiled happily.
But soon that smile changed to a calm expression.

“But the saintess seems to have a different way of thinking than I do… She is still advising me what not to do, citing her rank as a reason?”

“Class is only one reason! I ask that you do not preach to us the faith you drink, regardless of rank!”

“Shh!”

Hernán hurriedly told the two women to lower their voices as the hanging babies wriggled.

Marina quickly calmed down as Hernán had instructed and spoke up again.

“Belief in demons is tantamount to suicide for mankind. It means that it is okay to go out and be burned at the stake.”

“But is there a god other than the demon who answers here? Wouldn’t it be enough to just serve Him well, then go out and shut your mouth and wash your hands?”

“I don’t want to teach you details. If the customs of your tribe’s religion permeate them like a habit, it will become a problem later.”

Hernán raised both hands to stop the conversation that was about to become overheated.

“Both of you do it in moderation.”

As she looked at the saintess and the demon king, she quickly continued her words.

“Sharpie. Even if you ask me to tell you about what Sylnia and Potty drank, don’t do it. It’s all for us to escape and be safe.”

“Okay!”

“And the saintess.”

Hernan looked at the saintess and put on a puzzled expression on her face.

“I know you have good intentions, but please don’t do this too much. I thought it would be okay as Carine calmed down, but when the saintess and Sharpie fight like this, it’s all hard.”

Asking her to speak through herself if she was dissatisfied with Sharpie’s behavior, Hernán lowered her hand.

The saintess was silent and quietly looked at Hernán and Sharpie.
After a while, she rose from her seat with her usual smile.

“Obviously I am overexcited. It was just an act of concern for the safety of everyone in the warrior party, so I hope Hernan will consider my rudeness.”

“Are you rude? You don’t even have to say that…”

“Then I’ll wash up and go to bed. You are a little tired.”

Marina looked at her intently, as if she wanted Hernán to tell him to go.
Hernán thought he would have to talk to her more later, and she said see you tomorrow.

After a while, only Hernan and Sharpie were left in Marina’s temple.
Sharpie said in a languid tone.

“Sorry. I was resting, but it got in the way.”

“Were you really sleeping?”

“No. Originally, I was waiting to surprise El. But just then, the saintess came in.”

“Why are you trying to surprise me?”

Sharpie giggled and rubbed his horn against Hernán’s body.

“Before you are dismissed from the rank of queen, you should spend a lot of fun with the king!”

Hernán mingled with the atmosphere created by her sharpie for a while, then she opened her mouth with a slight heaviness.

“Are you sorry that you were pushed out of the queen?”

“Nothing. Because there is no eternal power in the world. Oh, is it too heavy for me to say?”

Hernan smiled lightly and opened his mouth.

“I personally don’t think it’s bad for you to be queen.”

Sharpie tilted her head and met Hernán’s eyes.
Looking at the sparkling heart eyes, he continued talking.

“I didn’t do anything strange with my power, and the right to wish was granted without conditions when women requested it. It doesn’t sound like worshiping the devil was something you encouraged because you were the queen.”

Hernán hugged her Sharpie’s shoulder and patted the baby’s cheek in her arms.

“Of course, it is difficult to teach women about the cult of drinking. You’ve heard the reason now, so you’ll understand, right?”

“I’ll be careful about telling Silnia and Potty.”

“Okay. If you’re careful with that, Marina won’t say anything anymore.”

Hernán spoke quietly as he looked at Sharpie, who was trying to transfer power smoothly.

“Then, I’ll take good care of you until the next potty pregnancy, Queen.”

Sharpie laughed.

The stories that came out after this were trivial stories.
She says how her daughter is growing up, and what kind of position she did recently was the best, such as a topic that can be shared without much thought.

The two deliberately refrained from discussing power, wishes, or stories after escaping, enjoying a gentle warmth and atmosphere.

In that state, they talked all the way until bedtime.

* * *

Potty accepted the pregnancy confirmation symbol while putting the baby down.
As soon as I attached it to my stomach, a brilliant light illuminated the living room.

A filled heart was revealed beneath the radiance that had weakened over time.

“And! Congratulations, Potty!”

Sharpie clapped his hands in delight.
Potty was embarrassed and twisted his ears.

Hernan as well as Silnia and Marina came up to say congratulations on the pregnancy.

In the meantime, no one here has been properly congratulated while pregnant.
But at this moment, Potty was congratulated by everyone and was enjoying the joy of his pregnancy.

Karine didn’t fit in with the atmosphere, and she was chewing on her displeasure to herself.

She watched the crowning of the new queen with her gloomy face.

The new queen, Poti, received her life guide from Marina.
As if savoring, she handed over her paper, confirming that she had become queen.

[King: Hernán Terotas

Queen: Forty – 600 points

Concubines: Shafikara Pagan, Silnia – 500/500 points

Government: Marina, Carine Paoliates – 500 points/0 points]

When Potty saw her own name written beside her queen, she shuddered slightly and was thrilled.
Clearly pleased, she was about to put down her guide, but she noticed another change.

[Current headcount: 10 (2)]

“Uh… ?”

Potty’s ears rose.
Hernan too was surprised to see what she had seen.

After recently deciding to get Potty pregnant, she cums a lot, but she does two at once?

Hernán felt worried that Potty would be able to give birth to her, but Potty was extremely happy.

“Bo, did you see it? I have children on both sides of my womb!”

“Is that true?”

“No, what kind of rabbit is it?”

Marina Silnia also hurriedly checked her life guide.

In the meantime, the hero was staring at the floor with a more depressed face in a place where he was alone.
She thought of the option of seducing her, but there was no right way.

If it were Hernan now, even if she ran into her naked body, she wouldn’t react.
Carine held back her tears, thinking that she was going to leave after doing chores like this for several years.

Then her blue eyes noticed something.
To be precise, I would have to say that we met.

Red eyes as opposed to her own blue eyes.

It was the devil’s eyes.

“What are you looking at…”

I’m sure you’re trying to laugh at yourself.

The warrior was annoyed and tried to avert her eyes.
But Sharpie, although she was smiling, she was sending serious eyes.

As Karine felt her doubt and looked more properly at Sharpie, she too smiled wider, scanning her hero’s body with her eyes.

Carine felt as though she was judging herself, and she was offended.
But at the same time, I focused on Sharpie, receiving a hunch that it was an important moment.

Sharpie slipped her hand up and pointed at her belly.

“… ?”

What are we going to do?

The moment Carine finally couldn’t stand her question and was about to say something, Sharpie turned her head to Hernan’s call.

The old queen disappeared among the people to congratulate the new queen.

Karine listened to Sharpie with a feeling of discomfort that was difficult to explain.

“Glory to the new Queen Poti!”

In her warrior’s eyes, Potty was ashamed and willing to accept the false accolades.