Ch.150Escape from a Deserted Island with Enemy Female Soldiers (Complete)

# I prepared according to the plan.

First, I needed to go to the Holy Spirit Kingdom.

It was difficult for a Magic Kingdom citizen to get a visa to the Holy Spirit Kingdom, but not impossible. I received permission to enter with an invitation from Tiria, the Saint.

After signing the marriage certificate, I submitted it to the authorities. With this, Rachel and I officially became husband and wife.

Afterward, we headed to a small village by the sea.

It was Rachel’s hometown. A place of her memories, and also where her hatred began.

After greeting the villagers, we climbed a hill overlooking the sea. There lay the people who had been sacrificed to the evil sorcery of The Eight Shadows over a decade ago.

“Mom, Dad. I’m here.”

Rachel spoke calmly. Her shoulders trembled slightly.

“I got married and I’m pregnant. My husband is a bit popular with women… but that’s okay. He’s a really good person. From now on, I’m going to try to live happily with him. So, please wait just a little longer.”

As I embraced the sobbing Rachel, I made a promise. That I would make this woman happy for the rest of her life.

“…I’ll never let go again.”

That was the moment my enemy became my wife.

Next was the Magic Kingdom.

The Holy Spirit Kingdom and the Magic Kingdom had been enemies. There were no embassies or anything. I had no intention of reporting my marriage with Rachel to any government office, but even if I wanted to, it wasn’t possible in this structure.

Because of this, returning to my country went smoothly. In the Magic Kingdom, I was still officially single. In other words, I could marry again.

Next, I formed a marital bond with Adora.

“Dad, I’m sorry. But you know I can’t look at any other man, right?”

“Lohnstein, you scoundrel! Give me back my daughter! What’s this about polygamy?!”

My father-in-law shouted angrily. On the other hand, my mother-in-law and brothers-in-law were all surprised but treated me kindly.

“To think our son-in-law graduated top of his class at Larron Academy, has a doctorate, and is even a Special Mage. You married at just the right time, girl!”

“Go ahead, brother-in-law. We’ll handle Father somehow, so take that girl and leave for Pinar. We’ll visit when we have time.”

“Here, it’s not much, but take this. Use it for your wedding expenses.”

Looking at the check in the envelope, my mouth fell open. As expected of a wealthy family, the wedding expenses were an astronomical amount. I had never handled this much money in my life.

“Oh, right.”

Adora pulled out a blood-stained envelope. There was a check inside that too.

“Money from Admiral Dietz.”

“Isn’t that counterfeit?”

“I asked the mint, and they said it’s real, senior.”

I nodded, looking down at the ground.

Admiral Dietz, though I don’t forgive you, I do respect your boundless generosity. I’ll gratefully accept this money.

And so Adora also became my wife. I had originally planned to properly persuade my father-in-law given time, but it seemed difficult for now.

That’s fine.

Having come this far, I’m halfway to success.

If half is success, it means half is still failure. If we just stayed like this, the children who would soon be born would face various social disadvantages. For example, they wouldn’t be able to benefit from social security systems.

As my wives’ bellies were gradually swelling, we needed to immigrate as soon as possible.

“But before that, there’s somewhere I need to go.”

“Where?”

“My home. I need to pack up.”

Before being drafted into the military, I had bought a shabby villa in the commercial district in front of Larron Academy. It was just a five-minute walk from the undergraduate school and graduate research lab I attended.

It was a studio apartment I had scraped together what little money I had to get. I had a lot of affection for the place. Thinking about having to pack up and leave this familiar place made me tear up—well, not tears exactly, but my nose was running.

“Yumuna, Seomrok, Ansan.”

“…Don’t tell me you came to get your stones?”

“No, I really need to pack up. And take what I want to bring.”

“There’s nothing here but stones!”

“That’s why I’m taking everything here.”

“Be honest. Do you like us or do you like the stones more?”

“Of course I like you all more, with your stone-hard hearts.”

“Hey.”

“Ah, I should clean up quickly before it gets late.”

Surely they wouldn’t look down on my stone collection. My livelihood depends on it.

***

There were many challenges in changing citizenship. Especially the mental strain from drawing public attention.

Whether it was Rachel, a war hero, or Adora, the daughter of a prestigious family, there was plenty to talk about. Newspapers wrote articles about me and my wives almost every other day.

Reader comments would appear at the bottom of articles, and while there were positive messages wishing us happiness, the negative perceptions were more prevalent.

Comments about brain drain, how a man and woman who killed each other’s comrades could possibly love each other, or how someone like me should be taxed more.

It’s evidence that relations between the Holy Spirit Kingdom and the Magic Kingdom are still poor. Well, just a few months ago, they were desperate to kill each other.

Even now, things aren’t much different.

The Holy Spirit Kingdom was working to interfere in the Magic Kingdom’s internal affairs, while the Magic Kingdom was focusing on recovering its national power to maintain sovereignty.

I thought that this problem could never be solved by individual power alone.

So individuals should just live happily until the right time comes.

Of course, there were other problems too.

Namely, the pursuit by the Holy Spirit Church.

For taking the Saint’s first experience, I was beaten up for a while. People passing by would curse at me in Ascalian, and I nearly got hit with raw eggs and tomatoes.

“I’m sorry… if only I wasn’t a Saint…”

The Purification Saint is a major topic. Tiria apologized several times before we immigrated. No, even after immigrating, she repeatedly apologized.

“The believers are probably still cursing you right now.”

“It’s okay.”

“I feel uncomfortable about it.”

“You’re not even a Saint anymore. Why worry?”

That’s right. Tiria gave up her position for me. It was something that had never happened in history. A Saint voluntarily giving up her honor during her lifetime.

That attitude was rather saintly.

“Erich, watching you made me realize something. A true seeker shouldn’t be bound by denominations. Thinking about that, I found I didn’t need the name of Saint.”

Tiria, who had put down her heavy burden, looked rather unburdened. She said she had lived under all kinds of control as a Saint. This freedom must be welcome.

“My divine power and medical knowledge remain intact. Pinar seems to know this too, as they said they’d give me a healer’s license if I pass a small test.”

“Healer?”

“It’s a type of spirit mage. A special doctor who borrows the power of spirits to treat people. In my case, since I use divine power instead of spirits for healing, ‘Holy Spirit Healer’ would be more appropriate.”

“Either way, it’s an admired profession, right?”

“Yes, it wouldn’t be right if my husband earned everything alone. And the Giford family isn’t going to give us everything. From now on, we should all earn together and raise our children.”

Tiria’s eyes were yellow as she looked at me. While they indicate joy and delight, they don’t only represent that.

Sexual desire.

“To have many children, we’ll need very stable jobs, right?”

Tiria’s ears twitched. She seemed excited. I pulled her ears and blew into them. Tiria shuddered with a sweet moan. As a bonus, her eyes turned pink.

“That tickles, honey.”

“Never mind that. Give me the papers if you’ve filled them out. I need to submit them.”

“Hehe, here you go.”

I handed the marriage registration form written in Pinar language to the elf civil servant. The civil servant’s expression twisted as he looked at the registration form and family relationship certificate.

“In this day and age… you have quite the ability. Ahaha.”

I know. Even though polygamy is allowed, it’s not common. I heard that in Pinar, it’s usually only high-ranking people who do it, with a sense of political marriage.

However, since Pinar was facing a very serious problem with a total fertility rate of 1.3, the civil servant soon seemed welcoming.

With this, I had three wives.

Now only one remained.

“Here’s your long-term residence certificate.”

“Ah, thank you.”

The fox sisters looked at us as they received their cards. Judging by their tails drooping to the ground, they were in a very dejected state.

“Feels good to get married without us, huh?”

“You’re not citizens of this country yet. Just be patient a little longer.”

“But we’ve earned the right to stay.”

Miyo clung to me with a “hmm” sound.

“So now if we hang around with you, it’s adultery? See, sister? Ooh, I’m starting to get excited.”

I touched the fox sisters’ tails. They were stiff. Somehow, they also smelled savory.

“Hey, are you crazy?”

“H-how can you have such i-impure thoughts…!”

While Adora and Tiria each said something, Rachel looked at me with deep eyes.

That night, I was squeezed by my wives in the temporary housing provided for immigrants.

***

“Welcome to Pinar Federal Institute of Technology, Dr. Lohnstein.”

Some more time passed.

“I’ve known your reputation for a long time. Your pre-war papers gave deep insights to our spirit studies field as well. I personally wanted to meet you, but to think we’d have this connection… haha.”

“I’m the one who’s happy to be with such excellent people.”

I became a professor.

If I hadn’t immigrated and had stayed in the Magic Kingdom, I would have become the youngest Tower Master. A Tower Master is a director who runs an independent research institute. Only the most outstanding Special Mages among academy professors, those who have reached the pinnacle of magic, reach that level.

I rejected that and chose to become a full-time faculty member at a university.

The reason? What else could it be but that I love my wives. I could give my life for them. Let someone else take the Tower Master position.

Anyway, I set up a Magic Stone Studies laboratory and officially began my path as a scholar. From now on, I’ll be really busy. My wives are about to give birth, and I wonder if I can balance childcare and work…

“Phew.”

Still, I have to do my best.

Just as I was thinking that, someone entered my lab.

Fox, sisters, a pair of tails.

It was Riyo and Miyo.

“It’s you two. Did you submit your transfer papers?”

The fox sisters grinned. Instead of answering, they entered my lab and immediately thrust their faces forward.

“Professor, do you need graduate students who will give birth to both papers and babies?”

On my first day, I accepted one undergraduate intern.

No, two, right?

***

After becoming a professor, a period of stability came for everyone.

First, all my wives safely gave birth. We also got a house and car not too far from work.

It was around this time that Salvira joined us too.

[“It was quite difficult to enter without a visa. Things aren’t like they used to be.”]

[“You should have told us. We were surprised when you suddenly disappeared.”]

[“Thank you for worrying about me.”]

Salvira smiled gently.

[“I thought a lot on my way here. About what I should do. How I can stay for a long time without being caught…”]

[“What will you do?”]

[“I’m thinking of running an orphanage.”]

I nodded.

[“That’s a good idea. But these days are different from the past. If you don’t get proper approval from the central government, you can’t freely use even a small piece of land. Almost all national territory.”]

[“Has centralization progressed that much…?”]

[“Yes, so please leave establishing the orphanage to me.”]

I had been thinking something similar. Because I was an orphan, and Rachel also lost her parents at an early age.

Children are the future. If there’s a future being marginalized, shouldn’t we take care of and nurture it before the flame goes out? Even among people struggling with debt, there are those who donate to charities monthly, so there’s no reason I can’t do it when I’m somewhat financially comfortable.

[“Thank you… truly, until the end.”]

[“Not at all. Thanks to you, Master, I was able to settle down faster. This much payment is necessary.”]

But it wasn’t something I could do right away. There was still a mountain of unfinished schedules.

Amidst the busy schedule of professorial duties and housewarming, I also had to entertain those who gathered to celebrate the birth of new lives.

People from the Giford family, therianthropes who knew the fox sisters, people from Rachel’s village, and my academy alumni. They visited sequentially after all my wives were discharged from the maternity hospital.

The most surprising visitors were from Tiria’s side.

The Purification Saints. They appeared.

“The church said they’d send a priest to monitor Tiria’s husband. I told them not to.”

“So we came instead. The war is over and you’ve become a saint, so we specially asked the high priest!”

“Tiria, you’re getting married before us. I’m envious.”

“Should I just go for it too?”

“Stop it. We’re not rich like them. If you even make eye contact with a man outside, either your lover dies or you take off your nun’s habit, one of the two.”

The appearance of the Saints was truly unexpected. I thought I was just getting cursed for polygamy, but it seems there were people who viewed it positively.

While the Saints were chattering, the expressions of their escorts were souring, but what does it matter?

“Anyway, congratulations, Tiria. Your husband is really handsome, isn’t he?”

“No way. I’m never giving him to any of you.”

Tiria blocked me. The Saints giggled.

“My goodness, is this really the ascetic Tiria? You’ve completely become a female in heat?”

“Saint, I’ve repeatedly told you not to use the term ‘female in heat’ for women!”

“Never mind that. Tell us about what happened on the deserted island. How was it the first time?”

“That’s filthy! You mustn’t say any more!”

Saints who were somewhere between lewd stories and bawdy jokes, and priests trying to stop them. In the midst of the boisterous atmosphere, a Saint who had been quietly looking at the children spoke.

“So, these are your sons and daughters? Two sons and three daughters?”

The reason why there were five children when only four were pregnant is because there was a 25% chance of twins, and it happened. The fox sisters gave birth to them. I’m half excited, half worried about what kind of mischievous children they’ll grow up to be in a few years.

“One of them had twins?”

“Then how does the fox lady breastfeed?”

“Doesn’t she have to let them latch on both sides?”

“Both sides? Oh my, goodness.”

The Saints were muttering something, but this time their voices were too low for me to hear clearly.

Anyway, since four people gave birth at almost the same time, I was inevitably very busy. Trying to take care of all my wives at once left me with no energy to spare.

Still, I felt proud.

“…This is my child with Erich.”

Seeing the dazed Rachel made me feel even more so. Rachel was looking at the child with an expression of disbelief. I sat beside her and asked.

“Still doesn’t feel real?”

“Y-yeah.”

Soon, a smile spread across her face.

“She’s so cute…”

She was a beautiful little princess. She inherited her mother’s beauty.

“Hey, brother? Aren’t you going to pay attention to me?”

“Of course I will.”

“Me too, honey.”

“Yes, I’m coming.”

I also looked at Adora and Tiria’s children. Both were boys. While Tiria’s child had a round impression, Adora’s child had a sharp one. The former was warm, and the latter was cold, you could say.

Even their hair colors were opposite, creating a stark contrast.

“Adora, what do you think? Isn’t my child cute?”

“Yes. But mine is more handsome.”

“What are you saying? My child is more handsome.”

“No, mine is the most handsome! I can already tell he’s going to break many hearts.”

“Mine too. There will be more victims of polygamy.”

“Want to make a bet?”

“Sure. Let’s see in 20 years. Whose child has more women hanging around him.”

I have no idea what these wives are talking about.

While Tiria and Adora were bickering, sounds were also coming from where the fox sisters were.

“Now, watch carefully. This is how you breastfeed.”

“Wow.”

I don’t know why the Saints are acting like that over there.

***

Riyo graduated from undergraduate studies.

With her bachelor’s degree, Riyo also gained immigration qualifications. Since very few people graduate from academy university courses, she could obtain Pinar citizenship if she passed just a few tests.

Naturally, Riyo passed without difficulty. She was now a citizen of Pinar. That is, according to Pinar’s law, polygamy is possible.

I immediately filled out a marriage registration form and submitted it to the main government office. It was quickly approved, and Riyo became my last wife.

Now I could breathe a sigh of relief. The fox sisters and their twin daughters hadn’t been able to receive health insurance benefits until now. If they had developed any serious illness, they would have had to go across the continent to the Holy Spirit Kingdom for treatment.

Fortunately, we had Tiria. She could handle minor ailments.

Tiria had obtained her healer’s license by now. As a professor, I had “given birth” to several papers with Riyo, and had also written a few children.

[‘Oh my.’]

[‘He’s definitely gone crazy.’]

[‘Erich, get a grip.’]

[‘Well, it’s not bad.’]

I also gave the remaining golems the bodies they wanted. This time, I properly made devices that mimicked human vocal cords so they could use both incantations and normal language simultaneously. Not surprisingly, this was the subject of Riyo’s undergraduate thesis.

[‘Miss Olivia, I think we should start talking again now.’]

[‘Hmm, you think so?’]

[‘David, would you come over here?’]

[‘Oh, oh, ohhhh.’]

After living together for a long time, it seemed the time had come for David and Senior Kalon too.

Yes, the time for marriage.

My wives and I had a formal wedding ceremony. The golems also held a soul wedding ceremony.

We held the ceremony outdoors, following Pinar’s traditional wedding customs. However, to respect their birth countries, the wives from the Holy Spirit Kingdom wore traditional white dresses, while Adora wore a dress in red tones.

“Wow, look at her standing out.”

“What’s wrong with purple?”

“It’s too dark. Not even wine-colored.”

“Well, you wouldn’t understand. But my brother does, right? Why Magic Kingdom brides wear clothes like this instead of white dresses like you. It’s to hide embarrassing moments when having relations on the wedding night.”

“Oh, is that so? Then our Ascalian dresses are superior. Ours carry the meaning of asking to turn the white red.”

“But you’re not virgins.”

“You’re both vulgar.”

The conversation was at a level that made my head spin, but it’s okay. It was evidence that my wives were getting closer. Yes, it’ll be fine.

“Now, bride and groom. It’s time for the kiss of oath.”

I was deep-kissed in front of the guests.

***

After the wedding and soul wedding ceremonies, we went on a belated honeymoon.

“Ah.”

When I came to my senses, it was morning. Around me were four, no, five naked women.

It seems like we’ll be having second children.

***

We had a proper wedding ceremony, and everyone had decent jobs.

First, the fox sisters.

They’re graduate students.

“Ah.”

End of explanation.

“I might have made the wrong choice.”

“It’s the path you chose. Endure it.”

“Waaah! When am I supposed to take care of the kids?!”

“I’ll take care of them.”

“…Then can I have more?”

“Graduate first.”

Adora, true to her military family background, didn’t re-enlist as an officer in the Pinar Republic Army… instead, she became a civilian military employee through a special recruitment.

[‘Ohhh, a civilian military employee with a general background. How terrifying and intimidating this must be for the officers!’]

[‘Any unit that gets her is doomed. Right, brother?’]

As a civil servant, it was stable, and since her experience was recognized to some extent, her rank was quite high. It’s a good job where the salary keeps coming even when she’s on maternity leave.

Meanwhile, Rachel, who was in a similar situation to Adora, chose a different path instead of becoming a civilian military employee.

“Teacher… this is what I’ve wanted to do since long ago.”

After three years of effort, Rachel became a teacher. An elementary school teacher, to be precise. She said she didn’t want a job in the military, possibly due to PTSD from the army.

Despite this, Rachel received a pension for being a war hero.

“You still get paid even though your nationality changed?”

“It’s probably because of international relations. There was a major war recently, so now a silent war will begin. The Holy Spirit Kingdom might be using us to pressure this country to isolate the Magic Kingdom.”

Rachel’s speculation wasn’t wrong, as my pension from the Magic Kingdom also started coming in. Even though they lost the war and must be tight on money, they’re personally slipping money into my bank account, calling me a hidden hero or something.

It seems like they might ask me to come back later, but not a chance. We’ve long since decided to settle here. I might go if there’s an academic conference or something.

And, one more.

[“Ooh, bimbi…”]

From the cafe across from the orphanage, Bimbi the spider’s exclamation can be heard. I was thinking of going in for a coffee when I lost my words upon seeing Salvira at the counter.

A maid outfit harmonizing black and white.

“Oh, you came?”

“What on earth is that outfit?”

“I found it while looking at a clothing magazine. It’s said to be an adaptation of the clothes worn by servants of nobles in the old days, modernized for this era. Since I’ve decided to live serving humans, I tried wearing it in that sense… but, well, it’s embarrassing.”

I had a lot to say but decided not to. It would be very good for the cafe’s profits. By the way, Salvira also created this cafe to run the orphanage without borrowing my hand.

The reason Salvira doesn’t speak in incantations is thanks to the artificial vocal cords developed jointly with the fox sisters. Thanks to this, she could run the cafe with the impression of being a barista with a background as an ordinary Mage.

As for how her identity was handled, we smoothed it over with the setting that she lost her memory due to shock from biological experiments and was once aphasic. Thanks to this, she now has citizenship.

“Ms. Selvier.”

Selvier is Salvira’s new name.

“…I’ll have the usual, please.”

Today I should leave quickly without saying anything special.

***

And after that, many things happened.

“Dad, this is a gift for you. Mom said to make it to thank you for making her happy.”

I received a thank-you bouquet from Sion, my daughter with Rachel.

“Dad, how are babies made?”

I also received many difficult questions from Rodrick, my son with Tiria.

“Hehehe! Try to catch us!”

“Dad, you’re slow! Loser! Loser~!”

I also played with the twin daughters Sephi and Nephi, born between the fox sisters, every day.

“Father, what do you call this stone?”

In some ways, I taught Adler, my eldest son with Adora who resembles me the most, about the beauty of viewing stones by the riverside.

All were trivial but important happinesses.

“As the children grow up, we’ll grow old together.”

“That’s right.”

“Escaping from the deserted island already feels like a thing of the past.”

“It’s an experience I never want to go through again, but if I think about being able to meet you, I feel like I could willingly go back in.”

My wives and I all sighed together as we went on a weekend picnic with our children.

“So, Tiria. How’s your side job going?”

“Huh? Side job?”

“You said you were writing a novel last time.”

“Ah, aah! Yes. That’s right. It’s going well. Yes…”

Tiria scratched her cheek. I don’t know why she’s reacting like that. Writing isn’t something to be embarrassed about.

“Then, what about you? Didn’t you say you were writing something like an autobiography last time?”

“I’ve finished that.”

“Really? Can you show us?”

“Sure.”

After returning home, I showed my writing to my wives. It’s a story about how I met my wives, and I think it has very high value as a war record.

“Let’s see, the first sentence is… ‘War broke out the day before I was discharged’?”

“What do you think?”

“It’s good. Can I read it all the way through?”

After my wives’ review, adding what needed to be added and removing what needed to be removed, the final version was completed.

As I later found out, Tiria was writing an erotic novel based on our meeting, and that part was separately removed to be published in novel form.

“The title? Have you decided?”

“No, I’m about to. How about this for something intuitive?”

I typed on the typewriter against a blank paper. My wives nodded with satisfaction at the sentence that popped out.

[Escape from a Deserted Island with Enemy Female Soldiers]

People die, but knowledge remains. Hoping that this trivial story will serve as ice to cool down the world’s conflicts even a little, I put a period.

[Escape from a Deserted Island with Enemy Female Soldiers.]