"Sorry, I'm not that kind of person." I hummed in an upright voice.

After being fooled once, will I be fooled a second time? You underestimate my IQ, you bastard!

"Really? What a shame."

"It's not a pity at all, I'm not such a promiscuous person."

"Could it be that I misunderstood His Royal Highness before?"

"Always misunderstood, never understood."

"I was wrong……"

"If you know your mistakes and can correct them, there is no greater good."

A moment of silence...

"Now, Your Highness the Prince, the child born to Calujie and I will most likely look exactly the same. What should we do then?"

"This question is too simple. I have already thought about it. When the time comes, one will have long hair, one will have short hair, and one will be called Salusa and the other Litus." I blurted out.

"Hey~~What a good idea."

"Yeah, hum."

"Yes, hehehe~~~"

"Ha...ah haha, um...the weather is really nice today..."

"Beast!"

In the Ice Valley, there was a clicking sound, something like the sound of breaking...

Today is already the third day, the third day since Alfasia disappeared and Artoria entered the pillar of light.

The huge pillar of light in the center still shows no sign of stopping, and is radiating strong vibrations as always, making me wonder if this inheritance will really last for ten and a half days.

There is still a little food left, so you don’t have to worry too much. Besides, can adventurers really starve to death?

Even though she was waiting here in a panic, and she didn't know the state of Arturia inside the beam of light, she didn't dare to do anything shameful with the charming pornographic girl who seemed to be within easy reach in front of her.

Even when we slept in a tent at night, we behaved very well. The worst we could do was wake up early the next morning and find this clingy, idiotic maid in our arms.

The sadness left by Sheryl and Elufasia, after Jeluka's three days of healing, has almost been suppressed in a corner of her heart.

The road has to go on, and because we have already lost two important people, we cannot lose more, so we must live stronger and harder, and leave our smiles to those we want to protect.

Having said that, is this really a cure? Have I really been cured by this dirty joke?

How come my memory only remembers some fragments that are drowned out by endless complaints and pornographic jokes?

Thinking back on what happened in the past few days, I yawned.

"do not move."

We were so close before our eyes that even our breaths were hitting each other's faces. Jeluka and I were facing each other.

Don't get me wrong, I didn't do anything inappropriate.

It's just that this dirty bitch saw that my stubble had grown, and my wifely attributes suddenly exploded, so she had to shave it off for me.
Chapter completed!