Chapter 416

Chapter 416

For Sale. Fallen Lady. Never Used.

Episode 416: The Unspoken Rule: A Deceased Villain Leaves A Diary! (3)

“Sigh. Still, I think it’s mostly my father’s fault, junior.”

“Is that so?”

“Yeah. If my father had been as fond of women as you are, junior, and tried to keep all his women in his arms no matter how many there were, this wouldn’t have become such a big problem.”

“…”

What are you talking about, Fayefaye…?

First of all, let me tell you that while polygamy is permitted on the Eurelia Continent, it’s not a encouraged practice.

The reason is simple. Marriage in this era isn’t about romantic love; arranged marriage is the default.

Arranged marriage means sharing things of comparable value, whatever they may be, and sharing blood as proof that they won’t betray each other.

In other words, it’s a type of contract, implying that their respective families are, to some extent, equal.

Naturally, they have to be strict about a spouse forming relationships with others. Not only does it dilute the meaning of the contract, but it can also be interpreted as looking down on the other family.

That’s why, even though polygamy is allowed, it’s rare for someone to actually marry multiple spouses.

If a family is well-off, they marry into a family of equal standing, so it’s difficult to bring in other people carelessly. If a family doesn’t need to worry about arranged marriages, they usually can’t afford to support multiple spouses.

The immediate reason Rokhan cut ties with Laura when he married Astrid was that he couldn’t disregard her family.

If the Yarnshade possesses a long history, vast territory, and the skill of an outstanding artisan.

Astrid’s family, I heard, is a family of great wealth and political standing.

Where one places more value may vary according to personal judgment, but no one could deny that both are elements that cannot be ignored.

But upon hearing my story, Faye merely tilted her head, looking puzzled.

“But you’re not like that, junior.”

“Well, now that I see it, everyone, including you, senior Faye, has amazing abilities and backgrounds, but I made them mine when they were in decline, didn’t I?”

“Aha? I know that! It’s called buying at a low point, right?”

“…That’s a bit of an odd way to put it, but yes, that’s right.”

As I nodded reluctantly, Faye proudly nodded back. I didn’t know what it was, but thinking it was cute, a smile crept up my lips.

“But whether it’s an arranged marriage or whatever, you’re married and she’s your wife, right? Shouldn’t you naturally love her?”

“That’s true, but…”

“…However, I understand what father was thinking. He must have thought it was a betrayal if he loved someone other than mom.”

At Faye’s murmuring, Rokhan’s face, which had been gloomy like a sinner’s, brightened slightly.

“That’s a stupid idea. You just need to love everyone equally, like you, junior. Just in the past few days alone…”

“Ahem.”

Even so, that topic was a bit much in front of Rokhan, so I gave a subtle signal to stop her.

Realizing it belatedly, Faye’s face flushed with embarrassment.

“Ah, anyway! That’s the point! It’s a problem caused by father’s small-mindedness!”

“Well, I think it’s a more realistic problem than a matter of capacity.”

It’s easy to say “love everyone equally,” but in reality, it’s quite difficult.

In my case alone, I’m responsible for seven people… even if I count Helena and Solari as one, it’s six people.

Not only are the financial expenses six times, bedtime six times, cuddling six times, things to pay attention to six times, and problems to solve six times, but I’m also regularly being vampirized by Iona, aren’t I?

I can guarantee this is impossible unless it’s a unique case like mine.

Perhaps Faye thinks I’m normal because I was her first man and she’s only ever seen me.

“I think it’s because Senior Faye doesn’t know any other men besides me…”

“Don’t I just need to know you, junior?”

“…Hmm. Come to think of it, you’re right. Let’s just say Rokhan Yarl was bad.”

“Heehee!”

Rokhan looked dumbfounded by Faye’s peculiar gloomy smile, but… what did I care? If Faye says so, there’s no need to tell her about the hardships of other men.

As if sensing my thoughts, Rokhan, who had been repeating trying to say something with a complicated expression, finally sighed.

“Hmph… Yes. It’s my fault. If I had acted more properly and decisively, things wouldn’t have escalated this much. However, you cannot go around talking about this, so please be careful about that part.”

“Because it’s embarrassing?”

“No. If you did, my authority as Yarl would be shaken. I consider myself already dead once, so it’s fine for me… but thinking about what happens after I step down from the Yarl’s position, it would be very troublesome.”

That’s true. If Rokhan quits his Yarl position, his only blood relative, Faye, would have to inherit the title.

That would be unwelcome for our current party, who still have things to do.

Rokhan opened his mouth to Faye with a serious face.

“So don’t worry about this side and you, Faye, do what you have to do. I won’t hesitate to support you if needed, so contact me anytime. If I make you uncomfortable, you can contact the maid from a moment ago… I can’t remember her name. Anyway, you can contact Baru’s daughter.”

“I planned to do that from the beginning. By the way, is that all we need to talk about?”

“…Yes. You can leave now. Are you leaving right away?”

“No. I still need to assess the situation after the evil god’s demise, and I have something to make here, so I’ll stay a few more days before I go.”

“Is that so.”

Faye, who had risen from her seat, paused briefly before leaving the room. Then, with her gaze fixed on the door, she continued in an awkward voice.

“Well… I won’t suddenly disappear, so don’t worry and just take care of yourself. If you collapse again, it’ll be a hassle for me.”

“…Understood.”

Truly an awkward conversation between father and daughter. But perhaps that was enough for them, as Faye didn’t look back, and Rokhan didn’t stop her.

Returning to Faye’s room. As soon as she entered, Faye immediately drew the curtains and said in a rather authoritative tone.

“Junior. Take it off.”

“Yes.”

The room was dark despite it being midday, due to the curtains. Faye abruptly pushed me onto the bed.

“H-honestly, I think doing this again today is too unhealthy…”

“What are you talking about? You’ve always been the embodiment of unhealthiness, junior.”

Faye casually brushed aside my small protest and began to unbutton my clothes one by one. Each wiggle of her small hands made the sensation of bare skin more vivid.

Lightly patting Faye’s back as she focused on unbuttoning my chest, I asked,

“Why are you suddenly like this, senior? No matter how I think about it, there was nothing to get you excited.”

“Hmm… that’s true. I haven’t really built anything up because we did so much yesterday.”

Faye continued without stopping her hands, answering vaguely. Before I knew it, she had completely removed my top and began to grope my upper body haphazardly.

It was the very handiwork of a pervert, with no room for excuses.

I was dumbfounded for a moment by her words and actions not matching. Faye, seemingly oblivious to my gaze, diligently touched various places and spoke.

“After reading your diary just now, I suddenly felt grateful to you, junior.”

“Out of the blue?”

“Yeah. Thinking about Dad today, it seems it’s quite difficult to love many people equally. Indeed, I can’t even imagine liking anyone else besides you, junior.”

“A person’s heart doesn’t always go as planned. And it’s okay if you can’t even imagine it, senior Faye, because I won’t allow it.”

“You can cheat, but I can’t? What kind of talk is that in the world? …But for you, junior, it’s possible.”

“…If you hit me so suddenly like this, my chest hurts a bit?”

“That’s probably because I’m pinching it.”

So it was physical pain.

Faye pinched my body, poked me, and even rubbed me with her palm.

I had no idea what she was doing and was about to ask when Faye continued.

“You know. At least I’ve never felt unloved or inadequate. I bet others feel the same way.”

Saying that, Faye looked around as if to show off. Everyone nodded without a word, so they must have been thinking the same thing.

“…Well, I’m fundamentally greedy. I probably couldn’t tolerate neglecting anyone.”

“That’s what I’m grateful for.”

Through everything I’ve experienced so far, and this time, being caught by the power of the Reckless Roar and falling into a state of forced berserk, I realized something.

Fafnir didn’t just pass on his strength and potential to me. He also left behind the unique obsession of dragons.

My ability to love so many women simultaneously must certainly be a form of obsession. That clingy feeling that I’ll never let go of what has entered my embrace.

But Faye said she was grateful for that obsession.

…Somehow, I feel like a heavy burden has been lifted.

The moment I unconsciously sighed in relief. Faye patted my abs with a serious face and said,

“So, in return, I’m going to make you new equipment, junior. This is all I can do, isn’t it?”

“Huh? What does that have to do with you indulging your desires like this now?”

“Well, what I’m making this time can’t have even a single error. You grew again this time by defeating two evil gods, didn’t you, junior? I’m thinking of making it to match that.”

“Aha? I appreciate that, but what are you planning to make this time?”

“More like… an upgrade?”

“Huh?”

“The Lion Dagger you use. I’m going to strengthen it.”

“What are you talking about…”

“We have the best materials like the Avatar’s corpse, the best facility like Crashing Steel’s Forge, and even Righteous Radiance, the original owner of the raw materials, all gathered together, right? This is worth a shot.”

“Really?!”

“Yes. I’ll make it a weapon to kill evil gods, not cultists. So, every time you use it, you have to think of me, okay?”

“…”

Oh my goodness.

This is the first time I’ve ever received such a romantic confession.