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Chapter 83 – A Way to Fulfill a Promise

    Chapter 83 – A Way to Fulfill a Promise


    <span style="font-weight:400">— Leon Greyrat —


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Your stance is wrong. Widen your hips and keep your legs bent,” I instructed, moving a student’s leg to the proper position with my wooden sword. “Stay like that and keep swinging until it’s natural, alright?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Ah! Thank you, teacher!” he responded.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Well… this is my job, so no problem,” I said, moving on to the next one.


    <span style="font-weight:400">I still couldn’t get used to being called ‘teacher’. Especially considering the student in question looked to be a year or two older than me.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Anyway, as one might expect, I was currently teaching my swordsmanship ss, where for the moment, we were in the practice swing part of our lesson.


    <span style="font-weight:400">It was something I did at the start of the ss as a way to ensure everyone’s foundation was growing stronger, and warming them up for the rest of the period.


    <span style="font-weight:400">I guess you could call it a way to get into the ‘swing’ of things, hehe.


    <span style="font-weight:400">…Wow, I really was a father, huh?


    <span style="font-weight:400">I even had the shitty jokes now.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Anyway, while this part was mostly individual, I did make sure to correct anyone’s form when I noticed something wrong, and with my Demon eye, I also guided them on drawing out their touki, and with the few Advanced-ranks in the ss, helping them use it more efficiently.


    <span style="font-weight:400">After this would either be spars, where everyone would grab a partner and… well… spar, or I would do instruction, where I would teach the entire ss a technique or a movement in the three great styles.


    <span style="font-weight:400">But ultimately, while I was quite good at teaching, this ss wouldn’t be turning out any Saint-rank fighters anytime soon.


    <span style="font-weight:400">After all, if they were that skilled, they would have simply gone to a dojo instead, but there were still some talented people in here.


    <span style="font-weight:400">As it was an ‘advanced swordsmanship’ ss, everyone was at least at the Intermediate rank in their chosen style, but there were a few Advanced-rank fighters in here as well.


    <span style="font-weight:400">So, with such a skilled group, at leastpared to the average person, they were quite prideful in their abilities.


    <span style="font-weight:400">And as one might expect, having a new teacher who was not only unknown, but also younger than many of the students… they were initially quite skeptical of me.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Well, to quell that skepticism, I simply allowed them to attack me as they wished before reversing the flow of their touki as they struck me, standing unmoving with my arms crossed as every attacker was sent flying backwards.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Needless to say, they quickly began listening to me after that.


    <span style="font-weight:400">While I didn’t know anyone in this ss, aside from one of Ariel’s attendants, once Sara gave birth, I expected her to join the ss as she still wanted to improve upon her swordsmanship.


    <span style="font-weight:400">I do wish Norn woulde as well, but she left her sword training for home, where she could spar with either me or our father.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Maybe in a year or two she would join?


    <span style="font-weight:400">I wasn’t sure, but I hoped so.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Nothing would make me happier than having my sister with me during my work, and even if it was frowned upon, I would definitely be giving her some preferential treatment.


    <span style="font-weight:400">But overall, aside from a few students who were still stubborn to my advice, it was a nice ss, with an equally nice sry to go alongside it.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Although… around a month ago, right after Sylphy’s birthday, I did get all those annoying beastfolk guys challenging me to a fight.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Apparently, as it was the mating season for them, the beastfolk had the tradition of having duels between a man and a woman, where afterwards, they would get married, with the winner being the leader of their ‘pack’.


    <span style="font-weight:400">How did this rte to me?


    <span style="font-weight:400">Well, to be honest, I still wasn’t quite sure, but apparently, many of the beastfolk men wanted to have these duels against Linia and Pursena due to their position as princesses in the Great Forest, but Rudy had already ‘imed’ them, bing their defender each year during the mating season.


    <span style="font-weight:400">He had never lost a duel, of course, so they had begun to give up the two beastfolk princesses… until I arrived.


    <span style="font-weight:400">ording to the idiots, if they were able to defeat me, who Rudy touted as being a better fighter than him, he would then give up the princesses without a fight.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Yeah… idiots.


    <span style="font-weight:400">I don’t know whether they thought I was simply a better match-up for them, or that Rudy was vastly overestimating me, but they came at me regardless


    <span style="font-weight:400">After the first one got sent flying against the wall with one swing, you would think the rest would back off, but nope.


    <span style="font-weight:400">They were a really obstinate group of idiots.


    <span style="font-weight:400">But it wasn’t all bad, as I was able to use their duels as an instruction session without the worry of hurting my own students too bad.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Ah, and speaking of Rudy, it was almost time for lunch… I wonder what the cafeteria would have for me today?


    <span style="font-weight:400">— Leon Greyrat —


    <span style="font-weight:400">“How was your ss, brother?” Rudy asked.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“It was fine,” I said, shrugging. “And what about you? You had your healing ss, right?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Detoxification,” Rudy corrected. “But healing is tomorrow.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“I see,” I said before turning to the other people sitting with us. “And what about you guys? Anything interesting happen?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Hmm… melded magic is getting interesting,” Cliff said. “Though I do wish I could take a ss with Lise. I’m too advanced for her magic sses, but maybe I could join the survival ones?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Ah, yeah… Lina also became a student.


    <span style="font-weight:400">If it was before she found Cliff, I would be worried about the innocence of the student poption, but luckily, she seemed very happy and loyal with the man.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Though I wish she wouldn’t divulge in all the details of their nights when we talked…


    <span style="font-weight:400">And about him not being in her ss, that was likely for the best.


    <span style="font-weight:400">I had already caught them in what I thought to be an empty ssroom more than a few times now.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“And how goes your research into her curse?” Rudy asked.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Right. There was that too.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“It’s… difficult, but invigorating,” Cliff said. “For a genius like me, I am certain I will be able toplete it, and the introduction of multiyered circles and aiding Miss Silent Stars with her experiments has been quite helpful.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“I see… well, if you need a lot of mana, you can alwayse to me,” Rudy said, turning to Zanoba. “And speaking of multiyered circles, how about that doll? Anything good?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“I’m slowly discovering the genius of such a creation,” Zanoba said, pushing up his sses. “I believe it will take a while to use any of my discoveries for my own projects, but it is pleasing to do nheless. Although… it is a shame that I am unable to practice your teachings regarding creating figures, Master. Not that I was very good at it anyway…”


    <span style="font-weight:400">And now he was sad…


    <span style="font-weight:400">Don’t worry, Zanoba. I wasn’t very good at making figures, either.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Hm? What teachings?” Linia asked.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Well, overall, Zanoba is quite… clumsy with his hands,” Rudy exined. “But most importantly, I make figures with chantless earth magic, and it seems that it is near impossible for someone to learn chantless casting once they’re an adult.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Unless you were Roxy, of course.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Ah, speaking of her, she was at home with Aria now, but she was probably bored, right?


    <span style="font-weight:400">Maybe, if my cute daughter was asleep, I could go over and give her some ‘excitement’, since my sses for the day were finished.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“So only a kid can learn to make figures like you?” Linia asked.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“I… believe so, yes,” Rudy nodded. “Though I would have to teach them.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Then why not just get one?” she asked. “There are a few ve markets around the merchant district, right?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">My fork that was lifting toward my mouth paused.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“That… isn’t a bad idea,” Rudy said, widening his eyes. “Zanoba, would you like to check it outter today?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“That sounds wonderful, Master!” he responded.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Great! And what about you, brother?” he said, looking at me.


    <span style="font-weight:400">very…


    <span style="font-weight:400">I narrowed my eyes as I began to remember the beastfolk smugglers, how they treated those poor children and then raided the forest…


    <span style="font-weight:400">And there were still kids in very, even all the way up here.


    <span style="font-weight:400">In fact, it was even more prevalent, as it was one of the main drivers of the economy.


    <span style="font-weight:400">And I… hated that shit.


    <span style="font-weight:400">It was disgusting.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Y-Yeah… sure,” I said, taking a drink to help swallow down my food.


    <span style="font-weight:400">But just because it was disgusting, that didn’t mean I should close my eyes to it.


    <span style="font-weight:400">No… that was even more of a reason to face it.


    <span style="font-weight:400">I had already told myself, right?


    <span style="font-weight:400">I wouldn’t run away from the bad things in the world… even if it hurt to see.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Dammit… I didn’t feel like eating now.


    <span style="font-weight:400">— Leon Greyrat —


    <span style="font-weight:400">With Cliff separating to continue his work on Lina’s curse, and the beastfolk princesses going to their final ss for the day, it was just me, Rudy, and Zanoba going to purchase the ve.


    <span style="font-weight:400">As I followed them through the ve market, I noticed the many attractive women and strong-looking men lined up along the various storefronts out of the corner of my eye, dressed only in loincloths and sometimes even nothing at all, likely to show off the ‘goods’ to prospective customers.


    <span style="font-weight:400">As I thought… this ce really was dirty.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“While we’re here with the aim to purchase someone who could learn chantless magic, it wouldn’t be bad for them to be good with their hands too,” Rudy said. “So… we should get a dwarf, right?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“That’s exactly what I was thinking, Master,” Zanoba agreed.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Right, so a dwarf child… and preferably a cute little girl,” Rudy said, turning to me. “And it’s a dwarf, we still should be able tomunicate with them, right, brother?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">My eyebrows furrowed further in disgust as I nced around the surroundings, not to mention Rudy’s calmness.


    <span style="font-weight:400">I guess he had done stuff like this before, huh?


    <span style="font-weight:400">Well… while I hated it, it was something natural in this world, so I shouldn’t be surprised.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Whatever,” I said. “Let’s get this over with. I want to go see Aria.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Yes, Aria… my daughter…


    <span style="font-weight:400">My eyes drifted over to a human child, no older than seven, as she held up a sign for one of the individual ve shops in the market, her eyes downcast with a shackle fastened around her neck.


    <span style="font-weight:400">…Yeah, I really hated this ce.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“A-Alright, then… we have our requirements, so let’s see if one of the merchants can help us out,” Rudy said, walking towards a kiosk, where a shady-looking man sat behind the desk.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Excuse me,” he said, going up to the man. “We’re looking to purchase a ve, can you help us?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">The man nodded his head.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Alright. Do you know what you’re lookin’ for? We got a lot of fighting types, and even a few magicians. We even got a few women who are good in bed. No diseases, of course,” he said, tapping his fingers against the desk.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Ah, well, we’re hoping you had a dwarf. About five years old, if possible, and…” Rudy said. “Preferably a girl.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Rudeus… why?


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Oh? So you’re into that, huh?” the man said, shaking his head as he began to flip through a book, probably a record of the inventory.


    <span style="font-weight:400">I felt my fist clench.


    <span style="font-weight:400">‘Into that’… I didn’t need to wonder what he was talking about.


    <span style="font-weight:400">To say something like that so casually… that meant it must be a regr urrence around here.


    <span style="font-weight:400">It made me sick.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Well, we don’t really get many- Ah! Actually, we have one! She just came in, so that’s perfect timing,” he said. “A five-year-old dwarf girl. Hmm… seems her parents got into debt, so she was sold off… She’s fine in health, if a bit malnourished, and she’s still a virgin… She doesn’t speak the human tongue, and can’t read, obviously. Is that fine?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“More than fine,” Rudy said, nodding happily. “Can we go meet her?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Yeah, I’ll get someone to lead you to her,” the man said, ringing a bell.


    <span style="font-weight:400">How he could converse so easily and politely with such people… my brother really was amazing.


    <span style="font-weight:400">I could never do it.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Especially not now.


    <span style="font-weight:400">My mind… it was chaotic.


    <span style="font-weight:400">A girl… a five-year-old girl, younger than my sisters… why she was here in such a ce?


    <span style="font-weight:400">Because her parents were a pair of idiots?


    <span style="font-weight:400">That… I couldn’t ept that.


    <span style="font-weight:400">What a sick fucking joke.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Another man came to lead us to the girl, his name passing through one ear and out the other, much like the rest of the conversation between him and Rudy as walked through the market.


    <span style="font-weight:400">The market-like surroundings quickly changed into one filled with cages that were holding people of many various races, sizes, and ages, ranging from middle-aged strong-looking men that sent res my way, to children weeping in their cramped cages, hiding away from the world.


    <span style="font-weight:400">The smell of sweat and feces… the sound of crying and the crack of a whip… the deste atmosphere… the kids… the fucking kids…


    <span style="font-weight:400">I hated it.


    <span style="font-weight:400">I hated all of this.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Brother?” Rudy asked, turning back to look at me. “Are you okay?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“I’m fine,” I lied, gritting my teeth. “Just keep fucking walking.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“H-Huh? Umm, got it,” he said, turning back.


    <span style="font-weight:400">It didn’t take long before we reached our destination, stopping in front of a cage with a little girl inside of it, her messy brown hair draped past her shoulders as she hugged her knees to her chest, eyespletely devoid of life as she stared at her feet.


    <span style="font-weight:400">My teeth clenched even harder at the sight.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Really… to hide away from such a thing… something so normal in this world, especially up here in the northern territories… I really was a coward.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“That’s her. Bring her out,” the man to lead us ordered his subordinate. “Ah, of course, as you can see, she isn’t in the best condition… not to mention only knowing the Beast God tongue… so we’ll give you a discount.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">The subordinate then utched the cage, pulling on the chain that was connected to a cor around the child’s neck to bring her forward, the girl slowly lifting to her feet as she moved over to us.


    <span style="font-weight:400">My chest tightened.


    <span style="font-weight:400">This… I fucking hated this… that nk look… those dirty rags… that scrawny body…


    <span style="font-weight:400">She already seemed to have one foot in the grave, if not physically, then at least mentally.


    <span style="font-weight:400">That… no. Children… kids… they should be happier than that.


    <span style="font-weight:400">They should be running around, smiling, giggling, learning… not… not this.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Strip her,” the man said, breaking me out of my trance.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Do it, and you’re dead,” I said, releasing some bloodlust as my hand went to my sword.


    <span style="font-weight:400">ring at the subordinate, I watched him fall on his ass as I stepped forward, moving to crouch down in front of the girl.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Do you have a name?” I asked in the Beast God tongue.


    <span style="font-weight:400">She didn’t respond, simply staring nkly ahead as I slowly undid the shackle around her neck.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“U-Uh, S-Sir, you-”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“We’re buying her,” I said. “So this shouldn’t be a problem, right?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“I-I suppose not…” the man said.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Now free from the chains, I looked down at the dishevelled rags covering her body.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Well… these were no good.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Reaching out, I slowly undressed her, hiding her from the others with my body as I grimaced at the scrapes and bruises covering her thin body.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Seeing such a sight, I began to cast healing magic on her, feeling the cold of her skin as I did so.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Yeah, no… this wasn’t good at all.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Here in the corner was quite far from the furnaces, so with the weather getting colder, the temperature could quickly be deadly.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“L-Leon, are you-”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“We’re buying her,” I said, interrupting Rudy.


    <span style="font-weight:400">I then undid my coat before wrapping it around the girl, guiding her hands into the sleeves as she remained still.


    <span style="font-weight:400">It was much too big on her, but… it was better than the rags from before, both in warmth and hygiene.


    <span style="font-weight:400">I then reached out, pulling her into a hug as I rested her chin on my shoulder, lifting her as I stood up and turned to face the others.


    <span style="font-weight:400">And to my surprise and slight delight… her arms around my neck squeezed back a bit as her face buried itself into my shoulder.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Yeah… so she wasn’tpletely gone… that was good.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Casting some healing magic through her back to alleviate any lingering pain, I then walked back to Zanoba and Rudy as my brother finished paying the required price.


    <span style="font-weight:400">She needed food… she needed a lot of things… and now that she was somewhat my responsibility, I intended to see it through.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Zanoba,” I said, looking at the man. “This girl… I’m going to make sure she’s happy, whether it’s with you, or not. So treat her well.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“I have no ns to mistreat a future student of Master!” he said, cing his hand on his chest.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Well… I would rather him promise to not mistreat a child because they were a child, but I suppose that works too.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Then… let’s go,” I said, walking back the way we had arrived.


    <span style="font-weight:400">As I continued walking, I held the much too frail girl in my arms, and while doing so, I couldn’t help but imagine that it was Aria pressed against my chest.


    <span style="font-weight:400">And then the cries of the other children… they were much too sickening to ignore now.


    <span style="font-weight:400">It was all too much.


    <span style="font-weight:400">But also… I felt motivated.


    <span style="font-weight:400">A spark of inspiration, so to say.


    <span style="font-weight:400">My promise to Mom… could this be a way to fulfill it?


    <span style="font-weight:400">I could only hope so.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Because I really… really hated this.


    <span style="font-weight:400">And now that I had seen it so intimately, I don’t think I could overlook it.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Not anymore.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Leon?” Rudy said, lightly tugging my sleeve. “Y-You’re scaring me a bit.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Oh… I had been releasing my bloodlust ever since I picked up the dwarf girl, and it had only grown stronger as we passed the cages once again.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Whoops.


    <span style="font-weight:400">I guess I lost control of my emotions a bit.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Sorry,” I said, reining it in.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Is… something wrong?” he asked.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Was something… wrong?


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Isn’t it obvious?” I spat.


    <span style="font-weight:400">very wasmon here, I understood that.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Criminals, or idiots making shit decisions… I don’t care about them getting enved,” I said, gently squeezing the child’s back. “But innocents… and especially children… I can’t ept that. How can I?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Now, every time I looked at one of the kids, I couldn’t help but picture Aria in the same position.


    <span style="font-weight:400">With a daughter of my own, and surely more toe, I couldn’t get that out of my mind.


    <span style="font-weight:400">It was painful.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“I… also find it distasteful,” Rudy said, grimacing a bit. “But it’s not something we can change with violence, no matter how strong you are. It’s just… a part of this world.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“…I know,” I said, gritting my teeth.


    <span style="font-weight:400">I knew that.


    <span style="font-weight:400">I knew that already, dammit.


    <span style="font-weight:400">This wasn’t something I could change with might, at least not at an institutional level.


    <span style="font-weight:400">But… perhaps with Ariel…


    <span style="font-weight:400">No, that could only happen in the future, but for now… I could see a path.


    <span style="font-weight:400">That orphanage idea I had thought about back in Roa… it was correct.


    <span style="font-weight:400">The employees could be innocents taken from their homes, much like the smugglers back in the Great Forest, and as for getting children… I now knew exactly where to find them.


    <span style="font-weight:400">I could buy in bulk, especially since children were not treated as well and considerably cheaper, and if they tried to overcharge… well, the world wouldn’t notice a few missing vers, right?


    <span style="font-weight:400">Yeah… that sounded good.


    <span style="font-weight:400">But for now, we had to make this dwarf girl feel a bit morefortable.


    <span style="font-weight:400">— Leon Greyrat —


    <span style="font-weight:400">After purchasing the now-named Julie, which Zanoba decided to name after the little brother he identally killed with his monstrous strength as a child, we quickly went over to Rudy’s house to give her a bath, some new clothes, and a meal in her stomach before I left to go home.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Only after getting Ginger’s promise to take care of her, of course.


    <span style="font-weight:400">I know Zanoba had promised, but I couldn’t trust him unconditionally for… obvious reasons.


    <span style="font-weight:400">After all, with his clumsiness, and calling her that ominous name… he was really tempting fate.


    <span style="font-weight:400">So, with my mind exhausted from the day’s events, I trudged back home, wiping off my shoes at the entrance before I went into the living room, only to see Sylphy and Roxy sitting on the couch, with Roxy holding Aria while Sylphy calmly knitted at her side.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Ah… I could feel my mind healing…


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Leon?” Roxy said, looking over to me. “You’re back awfullyte. Did somethinge up?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“You could say that,” I said, slowly walking over to them. “It was just a long day.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Kneeling down in front of the couch, I let my head rest between the two of their legs, Sylphy stopping her knitting to hesitantly run her hand through my head while Aria began pulling my hair from the opposite side.


    <span style="font-weight:400">My daughter wasn’t nearly as gently, but I appreciated it nheless.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“What’s wrong, Leon,” Sylphy asked gently.


    <span style="font-weight:400">I said nothing, instead deciding to crawl up and sit between them, wrapping my arms around the two and pulling them closer as I stared up at the ceiling.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Yeah… it was a long day.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Here, take her,” Roxy said, passing Aria over to me, her pudgy hands reaching out to me. “She seemed to have been missing her father.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“I think she just missed ying with my hair,” I said, a small smile forming on my face as I took her into my arms.


    <span style="font-weight:400">She was so small… and so beautiful… with the loveliest blue hair, and the cutest big brown eyes that were currently staring at me as she continued reaching for my hair.


    <span style="font-weight:400">What a cutie.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Feeling a warmth blossom in my heart, I pulled her into my chest as I exined what had happened to the two. From the initial conversation at lunch, to arriving at the ve market, all the way to leaving Julie with Ginger and Zanoba.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“I… don’t want children to feel such sadness and pain,” I said, my fingers gently brushing through Aria’s hair. “I promised my mother, Alice, that I would find a way to help people, and this… might be it.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Roxy and Sylphy both nced at each other before looking at me, confused.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Leon… what exactly are you talking about?” she asked.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Oh, right, I got too ahead of myself.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“An orphanage,” I said, looking down at Aria’s silly grin and returning a smile of my own. “Or… something like it. I just don’t know how to start… or how to fund it.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">A house, food, clothing, hobbies… that all added up quite quickly.


    <span style="font-weight:400">And while I had a good sry from the university, and afortable amount of savings left over from the teleportationbyrinth, I couldn’t use it all on my phnthropic venture.


    <span style="font-weight:400">After all, while I did want to help those kids, my obligation was to Aria and her future siblings first and foremost.


    <span style="font-weight:400">I wanted all of them to livefortably, being able to do what they want, all without money getting in the way.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Haa… Dada just doesn’t know what to do,” I said, tickling under Aria’s chin, causing her to break out into a fit of giggles.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Yeah… just too cute.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Just too damn special.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Abaa!” she babbled, reaching out her hand to grab my finger, gently trying to pull it back to her.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Looking down at her, my sweet daughter, I knew she was the most important and precious thing in the world.


    <span style="font-weight:400">But… weren’t other kids special as well?


    <span style="font-weight:400">They could be another Sylphy, Eris, or Roxy… they could grow up to be important, if not to me, then to someone else, and have their own happy lives.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Or at least… they deserved the chance to.


    <span style="font-weight:400">I wasn’t naive enough to think I could save every single child in pain.


    <span style="font-weight:400">That… was something I could never change.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Not even that all-giving and all-powerful Saint Millis from legends could do such a thing.


    <span style="font-weight:400">But if it was just a few… if I could give them a better life… wouldn’t that be good enough?


    <span style="font-weight:400">I’d like to think so.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“I understand,” Sylphy said, reaching down to take my hand. “That kindness… that’s why I love you. It’s that kindness that saved me from those bullies all those years ago and made me who I am today.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Mmm… me too,” Roxy said, leaning her head on my shoulder. “But that is a problem, huh? Unfortunately, I do not know how to support such a thing.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Yeah, it’s okay,” I returned, kissing her head. “This is something I’ll just have to deal with.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">It seemed that Aria had decided to stick my finger in her mouth, eagerly chewing on it with her gums.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Ah… she must be teething now, huh?


    <span style="font-weight:400">But isn’t that a bit unsanitary?


    <span style="font-weight:400">Taking it away from her, I ignored her annoyed cry as I washed my finger thoroughly with water and detoxification magic before letting her grasp it again.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Maybe I should get a wooden pacifier or something.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Leon, I can’t say for sure, but… I can ask Ariel for some help,” Sylphy said, bringing a hand to her chin in thought. “While she might not be able to help with any funds until she’s back in Asura, she might be able to convince the mayor to give up unused houses andnd. Especially if she mentions your strength as a bargaining chip.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Really?


    <span style="font-weight:400">I knew that Ariel was gaining some connections up here in the north, but to have such influence in only a little under two years was impressive.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Thanks, Sylphy,” I said, leaning over to kiss her cheek. “You two are the best.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“I didn’t really do anything, though,” Roxy mumbled from the side.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“You being here is plenty enough,” I said, leaning my head on top of hers.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Aboo!” Aria cooed, shaking my finger back and forth.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Right, you too,” I said, smiling down at her before I leaned down to kiss her forehead.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Truly… family made everything better.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Leaning back, I noticed Sylphy and Roxy exchange a nce before Sylphy moved a little closer to me.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Leon, I can see you’re still a bit sad, so…” she said, leaning her head in to whisper in my ear. “Once Aria’s asleep… we can make you feel a little bit happier.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">I widened my eyes at the implications, looking over to Roxy only to see her cheeks flushed.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Huh? Was this… happening?


    <span style="font-weight:400">“It’s our duty as your future wives, right?” she said, bringing a hand to one of her braids. “Plus… you’re still too much for either of us to satisfy alone.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">I swallowed down my anticipation at the thought.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Both of them together… while I had definitely dreamed of it, the most we had actually done as a trio was me pleasuring them both with my mouth or fingers.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Uh, no, I’m plenty satisfied-”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Shh~” Sylphy hushed me, pressing a finger against my mouth. “Just let us do this.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">…Well, I certainly wasn’t going to refuse, so I guess I had my night nned out.


    <span style="font-weight:400">But I had a gnawing feeling that once I crossed this line with them… it would be difficult to go back to bedding one of them at a time.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Such was the danger of these incredibly tempting women.
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