Chapter 542 – Side Story – Reunion (2)

“Emergency! Emergency! Super emergency!!”

“Senior Fei?”

While waking up in the morning and drinking a glass of cool water to drive away sleep. I came to my senses as Fei’s screams pierced my still drowsy ears.

If it had been the old dormitory, it wouldn’t have been heard because it was too far away from the workshop, but now that the wedding is just a few days away, they are already living at the Lindelheight Mansion.

Is it because I am connected to the magic of the Lindelheight Mansion with the help of Carla, and my instinct as a dragon defines the entire territory as my territory?

I could clearly recognize the sound Fei was making in the workshop.

I wondered if something big had happened, so I raised her magic power and casted her Blink.

Originally, it was a magic that moved to a place within sight, but over the past few weeks, it had been improved to allow instantaneous movement to a place within sight at the expense of consuming more magical power, making it possible.

That’s how Fei arrived at his temporary workshop. There, Tarla and Clara’s bodies were lying on a structure that was halfway between a coffin and a capsule… Fei was also sprawled out on the floor.

Her eyes were fixed on the sight of her breasts, the treasures of humanity, flowing down under the influence of gravity, and she opened her mouth.

“What’s going on, Senior Fei?”

“… Junior. “When talking, you have to look people in the eye.”

“If you say something like that, just cut your bangs. “The wedding is in three days. Are you really going to go out like that?”

“Ah! Dunno! It would be okay if I said I was so busy doing the research my junior told me to do that I didn’t have time to organize it! “It’s not wrong, right?”

“Yes, but… Well, if you like Senior Fei, I don’t mind. Anyway, what was that scream from a moment ago, Senior Fei?”

“Oh, about that.”

Fei, feeling lucky, scratched her stomach. The top is rolled up, revealing a lean stomach.

“Hungry. “Give me food.”

“Ah.”

… That’s right. If a fey with extremely low activity level doesn’t have a little weight, it means he’s just starving.

“And Tarla and Clara’s settlement was also successful. I’ll open my eyes a little later, so 3 servings… “Please prepare enough portions for four people, junior.”

“Yes? “What did you just say?!”

“I asked for food?”

“No, not that one!”

“Yes? “I succeeded in transferring Tarlarang Clara’s soul and thoughts into her new body.”

“I’ll call the others right away!”

“Rice is… ?”

Leaving the embarrassed Fay behind, she went to her bedroom and cast her Blink again. She heard a faint voice behind her, but it probably wasn’t anything important.

***

“I hate you, junior. “I hate you, junior.”

“Then should I ask Karla to feed her?”

“… “I hate my junior, but I like the bread he gives me.”

Fei says that and opens her mouth wide. When I put in bite-sized pieces of bread, she nods and crinkles.

“It’s convenient because you don’t have to use your hands to eat it. “Can’t you do this more often in the future?”

“If you promise not to do research so excessive that you won’t even be able to lift a finger from now on.”

As he did so, he intertwined his little fingers with Fei’s and shook them lightly. Excited voices erupted from the women gathered together.

“It moved! Sister Clara just moved her fingertips, Lord!”
“Huh! “I saw it too!”

Helena and Solari squeal with joy. After feeding Fay the rest of her bread and getting up, Clara’s wriggling became clearer.

A small gesture that resembles the tossing and turning of a half-asleep person, or the struggle to emerge from an egg.

A movement so natural that it is hard to believe it is a golem. Its appearance is also exquisite.

Her appearance, which was a direct copy of Clara’s life when Clara’s thoughts were drunk, was the same as Clara’s appearance in the dungeon. The only difference is the lion-shaped medallion around her neck?

It’s an item that’s perfect for Helena, but since there won’t be much fighting anymore, it’ll be okay.

Was my admiration conveyed? Faye giggled next to her, her mouth full of bread crumbs.

“How are you doing, junior? “Isn’t it exactly the same?”

“Honestly, I’m impressed. “If you hadn’t heard she was a golem, you would have thought she was a human?”

“The power source is different, but the internal structure is actually the same as a human.”

“… Yes?”

“It’s a little dull, but it embodies all five senses. “You can eat there, sleep there, and even go to the bathroom?”

“Uhm. “From the perspective of a new body, it would be better to be realistic even if it is a little uncomfortable.”

“Right? Oh, and it also implemented body temperature! Look at this. “Isn’t it warm?”

Fay, who was smiling because it was her field of study, took my hand and placed it on Clara’s writhing stomach.

From Fay’s point of view, since she was fiddling with her body all day, her intention was to show off her work as usual, but for me, it feels a little different.

Now, I won’t make a fuss about having my belly fat touched, but… Still, this is monga monga.

It’s like I’m making fun of a sleeping Clara… !

The moment Clara, who was getting used to the feeling of moving her body, tried to carefully remove her hand so as not to embarrass her.

Is it because he completed a masterpiece? Today, as usual, Fei was excited and snoring loudly, squeezing my hand and explaining functions I didn’t want to know.

“Once you have implemented the appetite and desire for sleep, as well as basic metabolic activities, there is only one thing left! Sexual desire! This one is minimal, but packed with features! Of course, there are also parts to relieve sexual desire…”

Fei said that and tried to lift the dress she had been wearing. He grabbed her arm and made her scream.

“Aaaaahhh!”

“Aaaaah!”

And the screams of an unfamiliar woman layered with my voice. Clara, who had been adjusting to her body just a moment ago, stood up and pulled down her skirt.

“What are you doing now? “Why are you popping in there!”

“Uh? Uh… Ah!”

His expression was dull, perhaps because he was still clumsy at operating it or because it was the golem’s limit. However, Fay belatedly came to her senses after hearing Clara’s reaction, which was full of embarrassment in her voice.

Fei seems to have figured out the situation and quickly hits her head. And Clara, still cuddling with an expressionless face.

This is a bit of an absurd situation considering the miraculous moment when the righteous Light Church, the only one with an apostle, revived a saint from 300 years ago.

However, I couldn’t fully concentrate on this.

It wasn’t because he unintentionally touched Clara’s stomach, almost looked up the inside of her skirt, or because an excited Solari was grooming Clara. It was a slightly simpler reason.

Unlike Clara, who was insubstantial and lived as a thought form attached to the Medallion, Tarla’s eyelids began to tremble as she faced complete death before my eyes.

“Tarla… ?”

She was born as a soulless being, longing for a complete life, and even though she was reborn in endless hatred, she was a woman who whispered love in the end.

She called Tarla’s name, approached her as if bewitched, and took her in her arms.

“… Ah.”

The appropriate weight felt in her arms. Warm body temperature and faint breathing. All of this is reminiscent of Tarla’s end.

I no longer have an excellent memory, but I will never forget that moment.

However, the current Tarla’s body is not broken and transformed into light, nor is the body that is being hugged becoming lighter.

Instead, the eyelids that I thought would be closed forever opened and slightly cloudy ruby ​​colored eyes looked up.

“Tarla…”

“Eight.”

“?”

Tarla closes her eyes again before I can say anything.

As I was confused and confused, Tarla spoke with her eyes still closed and only her lips moving.

“Yandel. “I haven’t heard back yet.”

“The answer… If?”

“That’s what you think, so please make a decision quickly. If possible, in a traditional way.”

An answer Tarla did not hear. It was probably the last confession I made.

‘I love you. ‘More than I hate this world.’

Her deep, heartbreaking voice melts away, and the stiff corners of her mouth begin to wiggle as they please.

If it were a traditional way to wake up a woman who had been sleeping for a long time, that would be the only way.

With Tarla holding her shoulder firmly, she slowly lowered her head.

Side.

A light kiss that simply involves lips touching each other. Their breaths mix together, tickling each other, and Tarla’s tremors are transmitted through her soft skin.

It was only after Tarla felt her presence for a long time that her lips parted.

The cloudy ruby ​​colored eyes seen right in front of you. However, what was contained within it was not anger at having nowhere to go, resignation, or a sense of decadence that had been forced upon oneself.

As she said herself, she only had affection that surpassed all of this.

Tarla placed her forehead against hers and whispered softly.

“In fairy tales, what does it say next?”

“Well. “Would you like to live happily ever after?”

“Good. “The wedding is in three days. Will you marry me?”

“… Yes?”

No matter how hot she is, as soon as she opens her eyes, she blinks blankly, as if she never thought she would be proposed to.

Even though her facial features were clearly the same as Carla’s, she felt subtly different and continued speaking with a grin on her face.

“Be my eighth wife.”

“I beg your pardon?! “There were seven women?!”

“Are you okay. All the preparations are done, so all you have to do is put together an outfit. “We decided to unify the design, so it won’t take long to order another one.”

“No no no! That’s not the problem! As soon as she wakes up, he tries to put her wedding dress on! Is this right? Really?!”

She was so embarrassed that her eyes rolled tightly. Then he kissed her again. This time, I added a little bit of her tongue and made it thicker.

Sigh!

“Huh?!”

She asked Tarla, who instantly became quiet.

“Are you really planning on marrying someone other than me?”

“That’s not it! But…”

“Otherwise, what difference will it make whether I get married now or next week?”

“Uh? Is that so?”

Is it because I took advantage of a moment of distraction with a deep kiss to persuade her? Tarla is very upset.

Here she decided to drive a wedge altogether.

“The revival of the Lindelheit family… “I should do it, right?”

If only you come, it will be bad (7/8).