Ch.248Raising a Heroine……

“I guess it’s inevitable to feel mentally exhausted after going at it like that.”

I stretched while looking out the window. A cracking sound came from my stiff back. While massaging my lower back with one hand, I turned around.

On the bed lay four naked figures, sleeping peacefully after collapsing from exhaustion to the point of near unconsciousness.

Their snow-white skin was covered with bright red handprints all over, and between their legs was a mess of dried white semen. The bed was soaked with all kinds of fluids.

It was the method I chose to resolve the situation. After all, Olivia had provoked me with this purpose in mind, and the other three had no reason to refuse joining their bodies with mine.

Filling their wombs to the brim a couple of times was also the surest way to stop their fighting, as they’d be too busy writhing in ecstasy to even think about quarreling with each other.

Especially this time, because of the amplified emotions and that dream I had, I put in extra effort.

I turned back time over a hundred times, and eventually got tired of counting and just kept the night going. I think it subjectively felt like well over 200 times.

Thanks to that, the four who had been thoroughly ravished by me for all that time were now lying on the bed, sleeping like the dead. They were so still that I even had to check if they were breathing by placing my finger under their noses.

Serena, Christine, Charlotte, and Olivia—from about halfway through, none of them could make any sounds except for the choked moans that escaped as they were overcome with pleasure.

Charlotte seemed to hold out the longest, but when I focused thoroughly on tormenting her backside, she eventually abandoned her pride and begged me to stop.

‘It was quite a sight to behold.’

Of course, I didn’t make them do those things from my dream. I had no intention of making these girls do such things, and I was far from having such tastes myself.

That dream wasn’t about my hidden desires, but rather the result of small hopes I had harbored being amplified and distorted in an extreme direction due to the dragon’s words.

It was very different from my true feelings.

“Phew…”

I opened the window. I created a breeze to push out the air filled with the mixed scents of semen, love juices, and sweat. In its place, I let in the outside air filled with the scent of grass and leaves.

Concerned that the naked girls on the bed might feel cold, I cast a warming spell around them. After using magic to clean any foreign substances from my body, I carefully left the room.

I didn’t want to wake the four who were sleeping soundly. They must have been very tired after being tormented by me all night.

‘Well, it’s partly their own doing.’

If only they fought less normally, how much better things would be.

I closed the door quietly and went up to the top of the mansion. I drew back the white curtains and headed for the balcony. It was a spot where I could overlook the endless forest surrounding the mansion.

A gentle breeze carrying the scent of grass blew in. As I cooled my head here, the concerns I had pushed aside began to creep back into my mind.

‘What should I do now?’

Resting my elbows on the balcony railing, I stared blankly at the dense forest stretching as far as my eyes could see, contemplating what to do next. This was the biggest problem I was facing.

While they behaved themselves when rolling around in bed with me, having no time to think of anything but my manhood, that was merely a temporary solution.

What I wanted was for them to get along and not fight with each other even when I wasn’t around.

‘Should I just get them all pregnant?’

I thought that if they had babies in their bellies, they might fight less for the sake of prenatal care or to avoid negatively affecting the babies. I could control contraception or pregnancy as I wished.

Despite the hundreds of times I had ejaculated inside each of them, none had gotten pregnant because I had deliberately cast spells on their wombs to prevent pregnancy.

‘No, that won’t work.’

I immediately abandoned the idea. I didn’t want to create four new lives based solely on the speculation that they might stop fighting if they were pregnant. Besides, even a little thought revealed numerous potential conflicts.

Even if I could use my magic to perfectly synchronize the timing of their pregnancies down to the second, I would also need to magically match their delivery times and the babies’ genders.

While not entirely impossible, it somehow felt a bit unsettling. I also questioned whether babies created in such a way could truly be considered new life.

Post-birth issues were problematic too. I could clearly envision them endlessly competing over what their children learned, how quickly they learned, and how much they learned. I was absolutely against such competition.

‘They also said they didn’t want children yet.’

They wanted to enjoy the newlywed feeling without babies for about a thousand years?

Though at this point, with one man and four women, we were already quite far from a cozy newlywed situation.

‘…If I could just somehow persuade Charlotte, the other three wouldn’t be a problem.’

I thought while stirring the contents of a teacup I had conjured in my right hand. If I could just slightly adjust Charlotte’s personality, things would likely proceed much more smoothly.

As I had been thinking all along, among those four girls, Charlotte was the most dangerous, the most fastidious, the most arrogant, and the most difficult to handle.

The other three seemed to be controlling their desire to monopolize me, at least outwardly. Whatever their true feelings might be.

But Charlotte was different. She was still constantly looking for opportunities to have me all to herself. That’s why she kept picking fights with the other three at every opportunity.

And since the other three wouldn’t just let it slide when provoked, either I had to mediate or they would fight until one side was completely defeated.

I suspected Charlotte had the most difficult personality, followed by Christine, then Serena, and finally Olivia.

Christine was second because she had a tendency to suddenly boil over in unexpected situations—for reasons that even I couldn’t understand why they warranted anger.

Still, thanks to her fanatical devotion, she listened to me well, which made her less dangerous than Charlotte. Though the very reason for her sudden outbursts was her fanaticism toward me.

‘A way to resolve jealousy…’

No matter how much I thought about it, I couldn’t come up with a solution. I only realized that the situation was made even more complicated by issues of fairness and equality.

By now, the sun that had been peeking over the horizon had fully risen into the sky, and my teacup had been emptied and refilled dozens of times.

Throughout all that time, I remained leaning against the railing, pondering an appropriate solution, but I let the time slip away without coming up with anything worthwhile.

‘I should go back down now.’

I moved away from the railing. By now, the girls would probably be starting to recover from last night’s fatigue. It was time to return to the room and take care of them.

Just as I was about to leave the balcony after dismissing the teacup in my left hand, a brilliant idea suddenly struck me as I looked at the white curtain separating the balcony from the mansion interior.

I couldn’t believe I hadn’t thought of this method until now. It was something I should have done long ago, but I, the person concerned, had forgotten and left it undone all this time.

All of them had been waiting for this, and I had failed to think of the action that could give them the strongest assurance of my love. I was truly an idiot.

“…Alright.”

Having made my decision, I returned to the room. The fatigue accumulated during the night must have been much greater than I thought, as none of the four were awake. I could hear their soft, purring breaths.

I restored some strength to the four bodies. Serena, Charlotte, Christine, and Olivia immediately sat up as soon as their strength returned and looked around.

When they saw each other’s naked bodies on the same bed, they made irritated faces, but then turned to me and smiled brightly. I snapped my fingers to cover their bodies with blankets.

Confirming that all four pairs of eyes were on me, I carefully opened my mouth.

“I have something to tell you.”

“Something to tell us? What is it, Abel? What are you going to say?”

“I’m just going away somewhere for a while.”

“…Where are you departing to, my god?”

“I’m sorry, but I can’t tell you that. Just know that it’s something important.”

“If my lord has specifically mentioned this to us…”

“That’s right. It means I’m not taking you with me.”

Upon hearing those words, Serena and Christine’s faces rapidly grew somber. Christine in particular already had tears welling up in her eyes, sniffling as she prepared to offer prayers.

In contrast, Olivia and Charlotte maintained relatively composed expressions. They seemed to think that if I was saying this, I must have my reasons.

“I understand. As your wife, I cannot stop my husband’s endeavors. Then, may I ask just one question?”

“By all means.”

“How many days will it take? I trust you won’t say you don’t know.”

Fortunately, it was a question I had anticipated. I answered without hesitation.

“One week. I’ll be back within that time.”