episode_0073

Being a woman in love is pretty scary.

Even if nothing happened, if there was another woman next to him, he would be wary and try to push her away, and after that, he would try to solidify his position.

It is a worldview in which cronyism and concubine affairs even exist.

Perhaps because it was a worldview in which harems were possible, I seemed to be more sensitive.

Still, in my original world, monogamy was legally and morally restricted, so there would have been a belief that such a thing could not be easily committed, but in this world, there was no such thing.

Even though there is a system of monogamy, there is a world called cheating, and furthermore, perhaps because of that, there is a world where doubts and doubts exist.

If so, what does it mean to meet another woman in a worldview where one can immediately have a first wife and a second wife?

That could be predicted right away even if you were not born and raised in this world.

The fight between women is about going beyond simply being a man and trying to solidify his own position.

A concubine cannot defeat a crony. Of course, if a man says he will sleep with his concubine, he will sleep with it, but in terms of ranking, the concubine is at the bottom, so even if the concubine lashes out at the concubine, it is clear that it will be difficult for a man to intervene and stop him based on his rank.

That’s probably why Linda and Agnes are trying so hard to show off their charms.

They knew that if they showed fighting in front of Kailon, their scores would be lowered, so they were laughing and having a threesome in front, and they were clearly fighting in the back where Kailon couldn’t be seen.

But, isn’t that actually the story of the parties involved?

He didn’t even say he wanted to fight, but I couldn’t help but be horrified when he was dragged into the arena and confronted me.

For example, an uninvited guest.

They probably didn’t like me because I was an uninvited guest, but since I was also a guest who didn’t want to be invited, I didn’t want to be forcibly dragged in and involved in a fight.

But if I decline, will they all leave on their own? I couldn’t help but groan because that wasn’t the case again.

“Saint, I saw you this morning… What are those marks on your neck?”

It was this question again. I don’t even know what’s in my throat.

I didn’t know what it looked like, so I couldn’t figure out how to answer that question.

Agnes’ blue eyes scanned my neck.

Since I was wearing short-sleeved clothes rather than a saint’s clothes, my slender neck was clearly visible, so I wondered if I had changed for no reason.

I am not saying what to do with the fact that the saint exposed her neck, but rather what to say about her marks, so I needed to know about this existence itself.

While she was muttering like that, another person came in next to Agnes.

It was none other than Linda.

No, Linda, you should be next to Kylon when Agnes is there. Why did you come here? Are you really going to want me together?

As Linda was moaning, she silently shared a look with Agnes, untied her brown hair that had been tied in a ponytail, and tied it back up.

“… What, is it a mark?”

“It’s no use trying to get out.”

“I really don’t know… ”

“Saint, you know very well that these marks are not caused alone.”

“… What kind of mark is that? ”

Since she was a saint, I thought she would just hand it over, but it seemed like she couldn’t hand it over so easily this time.

So, what’s on my neck right now is important.

But it was really unfair.

I didn’t even know what marks were on my neck, so in the end I just moaned for a while.

“Did Kylon make it?”

“… Why does the warrior’s name appear?”

“Can I ask what you did last night?”

“… All I did was sleep next to Sister Flora. I haven’t left my room since.”

“… … is it so? Well then, I’m going to ask Flora too, has Kailon ever come to your room?”

“Yes, I don’t remember.”

“That’s strange. So, did Kylon leave a mark on the saint’s neck while she was asleep? Flora couldn’t have done it.”

What marks can Kylon leave on my neck? The moment I thought that, my eyebrows narrowed.

No matter how much it was like living in a corner of a room with no friends, there was a fact there that could be easily inferred by summarizing all the knowledge gained from the Internet.

The most common mark a man can leave on a woman’s body, especially on her neck, is a kiss mark.

I tried to think of something else, but with Linda and Agnes sitting across from me staring at me like they were going to eat me, that seemed like the most likely option.

So why do you think it’s on my neck?

Of course it could have looked similar, but there was no way it would have ended up on my neck anyway.

My ears are bright at night, so if Kylon had come into the room where I was sleeping, I would have noticed right away.

First of all, it seemed like this could be seen as an unfortunate misunderstanding that arose because trust did not exist.

I didn’t want everything to go wrong because of me here and now, so I carefully opened my mouth to calm Agnes down.

“… Sorry, but I think you misunderstand.”

“What is your misunderstanding? So are you saying that the saint received that hickey from someone else? That’s not it.”

But it was Linda’s voice that was harsh.

Judging from Agnes’s lack of resistance to Linda’s words, she seemed to have the same thoughts.

Still, I’m not immature enough to allow other people to touch me.

This means that no matter how hard it is, good will be maintained.

Well, there was still nothing to say about such things, and furthermore, looking at the girls who were suspicious and wary even of me, who was already in the position of a saint, I couldn’t really see anything to explain.

Could you please show me a mirror?

“… How about asking the hero? I don’t know what’s in my throat either. It could just be a bruise.”

“There’s no way there’s a bruise like that in that place.”

“So, Sister Agnes, do you think that I am a philandering person who easily falls in love with other men? Does not asking Kylon mean that you don’t trust him?”

I straightened my back and opened my mouth to speak to Agnes and then to Linda.

It’s unfair. There’s nothing more unfair than having to prove with evidence that you didn’t do something you didn’t do.

So I just did it with confidence.

There is no corner to be stabbed in, so look everywhere and ask questions here and there.

I don’t want heroines to be treated worse.

However, it was clear that unless Kylon continued to organize them, they would try to bite each other again and again.

Next time, I’ll have to ask you to choose between Linda and Agnes, or even Flor.

If that happens, there won’t be any fights like this over the position of the royal family.

When I thought about it this way, I thought it was my fault after all.

Agnes should have been brought in when Linda had established herself first, but Agnes was brought in before Linda’s position had been solidified, so I felt bad for no reason, wondering if this was all messed up.

Who can be held responsible?

If you ask, shouldn’t you be asking me?

I sighed and then spoke in a soft tone.

“… If that is what you mean, I will ask the warrior separately.”

Even Kylon would say he didn’t know anyway.

Why do I keep doing things?

It’s a bit ugly to be on guard like this for fear that others will join the fight, when it would just be enough for the two of us to fight quietly.

Besides, I’m not particularly interested in Kylon, either rationally or sexually.

Rather, be on guard for Flora, who will be alone with Kailon right now.

No matter how impregnable Flora is, if Kailon uses an amulet or a hypnosis tool, she might be able to get away with it.

I said quietly, and Linda and Agnes were dumbfounded by my proud attitude.

They must have suspected that was the case and were trying to find out how I would react when stabbed, but their confidence was softening when they saw me proudly straightening my back.

“… sorry. I think I doubted the saint with my words. What should I do about this sin?”

“It’s okay. I am someone who knows the Goddess’ kindness. That is why I understand the feelings of Sister Agnes and Sister Linda well, and I am not unaware of their feelings. So repent, reflect. Then the Goddess will take care of the sisters.”

The means to return home must not disappear.

Kylon must always be the hero of this story.

In order to do that, these heroines can’t make Kylon hate them.

So, I forgive you once again.

Borrowing the name of the goddess, not me.