episode_0152

“Yes. First of all, the elves that Eugene kicked out are not guilty. That’s for sure. However, perhaps because spirits are outside of my jurisdiction, I can’t look into them that far.”

Prinia, who had remained silent for a long time with an expression that did not know what to say to me, opened her mouth like that. I responded by waving my hand.

“That’s it. I looked into it on my own and thought it wasn’t a problem for the elves. I won’t put any disadvantages on the elves near the rare.”

“That’s not why I looked into it… Thank you.”

“Actually, if you look at it calmly, this isn’t necessarily a bad thing. Anyway, I love Arjen, and we decided to be together for the rest of our lives. If something came to fruition between the two of us, I would be very happy.”

Yes. If you think about it, it wasn’t a bad thing at all. In fact, it was right to dismiss it as a slope. Although her love for Arjen was sincere, it was also true that the fact that they could not have children made a part of her heart uncomfortable.

Looking at the results alone, it would not be enough to find the spirit who spread the rumor to humans and give him a reward, but admitting that my ability as a god was ‘cross-breeding’ was a completely different matter.

“I thought for a long time about what abilities I should display… but all that time was gone.”

“Well… Considering that most gods decide their abilities almost immediately after gaining faith, Eugene was a bit unusual.”

Prinia described it as ‘unusual’, but in the end, she may have been saying that it was my fault for being so careless. That’s right, I’ve thought of countless cool, charismatic abilities or extremely efficient abilities. There were so many that I had to worry about what to choose among them, which led to this result. In the end, I acknowledged that I had some responsibility.

“Okay. Well, actually, if I can have a child with Arjen, I can give her as much religious ability as she wants. The problem is… I hear people who have full faith in my abilities praying to me without stopping for a moment, asking me to give them children.”

In some ways, spreading the seeds of God may not be such a light ability. Isn’t it possible to mass produce Demigods? Considering that Zeus in Greek and Roman mythology also teased his lower body to prepare for war with giants, this performance may be more terrifying than expected. Even unlike that myth, all the gods here are practically infertile.

Anyway, those who wanted the blood of such a god prayed non-stop for me to be given sperm. It’s not that I don’t understand. Isn’t it strange that people pray at least once that their children can become heroes like Hercules or Theseus?

However, I have no intention of making that wish come true. It’s not like I’m waiting for some kind of Gigantomachia, so why am I sowing my seeds to an unspecified number of people? If Akasha had been a powerful enemy who could not resist, there would have been room for concern, but Akasha was at the level of viola and was sorted out.

Even if I truly gave away my children, I felt like Arjen, like Hera, would go and kill each mother who received my seed or each child that was born.

“But if you really close your ears and don’t do anything, it will affect your faith.”

“Now that I have a child, I want to say that I don’t really need the faith that has this kind of ability… but that won’t work.”

If I do not have faith, I will lose my divine status, and then I will live the life of an ordinary human being. It’s not that I have a desire for immortality, but I had no intention of dying in at least 100 years and making Arjen lonely for the rest of his life.

“Hehe, I can see at a glance what you’re worried about. You thought spreading your own seeds was a turn-off, didn’t you? As a bonus, Arzen might be jealous.”

“Now are you breaking faith and even practicing mind reading?”

“No need to worry. Since faith is something that is accepted from many different entities, it has a variety of aspects.”

“What does that mean?”

“Those who believe in you, can their individual beliefs be the same? Some people may think that your seed can make all things pregnant, while others may think of you as a god who oversees safe birth.”

It was a plausible enough statement. The rumor that there is Titania’s bloodline in the tribe has degenerated into the nonsense that I created countless elven demigods. Rumors tend to have strange twists every time they come across.

“How can those who are in despair because they are unable to have children accept their faith in you? When an intelligent being finds itself in a hopeless situation, it has a tendency to interpret it to suit its own taste as much as possible in order to overcome the situation even a little.”

“So that means…”

“Yes. In any case, it blesses the reproductive organs of infertile couples. Whether there is a problem with the male or the female, if the cause of infertility is resolved through the power of faith, there will be no problem with reproduction.”

“There was such a method.”

Of course, among the countless prayers that still ring in my ears, there was a desire to have a child from God, but there were also those who were equally worried about not having children between couples. If you help them use the power of faith to have a safe delivery, there will be no problem maintaining their faith.

“Of course, if you want to achieve a virgin conception, you really just have to send Eugene’s seed to the womb with the power of faith like Eugene thought, but you probably don’t plan on doing that, right?”

“Of course.”

“Good. Well, now that the faith issue has been resolved, I have to worry about other things.”

“Huh? Did I still have anything to worry about?”

Prinia mentioned something I was worried about that I didn’t even know about. When I expressed my doubts, Prinia asked me as if I didn’t know.

“Uh… I guess you’ve never looked into the ecology of pregnant dragons?”

“Well, there’s no reason to know. On the other hand, Prinia, I wonder why you know that.”

“Well, I naturally became interested in managing the natural environment of the summer. The things that have the greatest influence on nature are dragons. Either in a good way or in a bad way.”

A thought about Viola, who had turned the area around Lair into a land of death where not a single blade of grass grew, passed through my mind for a moment.

“Anyway, the bottom line is that a pregnant dragon will want no one around for a certain period of time. If necessary, use force. This is to fundamentally block external threats that may be inflicted on the living organism in the stomach. The child’s father is no exception.”

“Arjen is… kicking me out?”

It’s a picture I can’t imagine. If your obsession with me gets worse, will you try to keep me away? That Arjen? This is Argen, who cut off both my legs because I went out of the rare without permission.

“You yourself might be confused. But it can’t be helped because it’s engraved in our instincts as living creatures. If there is a time in a dragon’s life when it is weakest, it is not right before it dies, but when it is hatching an egg.”

“Why?”

“All of the mana of a dragon that has an egg in its womb is consumed as much as possible to maintain the life of the egg. As time passes, the parent dragon becomes unable to use even a single ounce of mana as it wishes. Everything that can be used is focused on defending rares.”

“I see….”

When Akasha dragged me into the corridor of memories and peeked into his past, I realized why Akasha was able to meet Arjen’s father all the time. Since he was kicked out by Arjen’s mother, he must have been indebted to Akasha.

“Can it be like this all the way until the egg is laid?”

“Once you reach a plateau, things will return to normal. It’s not long. About 50 years?”

“It’s long enough.”

50 years. Excluding the 360-year gap, it was longer than the time I had known Arjen. I suddenly found myself in a situation where I had to live a wandering life for 50 years.

“Ah, it might be different for Arzen.”

“Okay. It would be a good idea to go and check it out in person.”

Prinia said that, but her expression showed that there were no exceptions. Out of anxiety, I left space and returned to Arjen without even saying goodbye.

“Uh…? Arzen?”

After returning to Rare, the first thing I saw was the empty master bedroom. I wandered to every corner of the rare, just in case. The place where Arzen was discovered was the Great Empty Cave, where he could comfortably remain in his original form. Arjen was crouching there in the form of a dragon.

“Yu, Eugene? Something is strange with me… I keep feeling anxious… I thought it would be nice for Eugene to be by my side, but when Eugene appeared in front of me, my anxiety grew…”

As Prinia said, Arjen was mentally wandering, confused by the dragon’s instincts. The reason it is in its original, non-human form is probably because it does not have any magical power left to maintain its polymorph form.

“What should I do…?”

“Arjen. Calm down and listen carefully. Because it doesn’t seem like there’s much time.”

Even though Arjen was following his instincts, he wouldn’t be able to understand if I suddenly asked him to stay away without a proper explanation, so I gave Arjen the same explanation I heard from Prinia.

“Well, I see… Then how long do I have to be away from Eugene…?”

“Yes. According to Prinia, about 50 years?”

“I have to stay away from Eugene for 50 years…? I hate it…!”

From a dragon’s perspective, 50 years wasn’t a very long time, but if that was the amount of time it lived without seeing me, it was a different story.

“But aren’t you anxious even now that you’re talking to me?”

“Oh, no! I’m not anxious at all!”

“Tell me in verbs.”

“…….”

Judging from the fact that people become completely dumb when they mention the proverb, it seems like it was a lie after all.

“I also hate not being able to see Arjen for 50 years. But it’s for our child. Can you bear it?”

A child born between me and Arjen. When ‘our child’ was mentioned, Arjen’s eyes, which had been in tears, seemed to fill with courage.