Solada entrusted the guidance to a servant, and the group moved along with a Stan named Gulesch. The crocodile-like alien chattered cheerfully. âYou guys are lucky. Why did you come to this mansion? The timing is right, the great weapon master Solada is here. Thanks to that, there is no safer place in the vicinity than here.â
The tone of the Council official tongue pronounced by Stan was indeed strange. In fact, their vocal structure did not conform to these linguistic phonological rules. The forced squeezing of the voice sounded comical. However, seeing that her speech was fluent, it seemed that the language of the Guellanco dimension had already been colonized. When conversing with other tribes, the royal family insisted on using their native language with an interpreter, but the ordinary class endured inconvenience and had deemed to use the common language. In addition to that, Minjun found a part that conflicted with old memories.
All of the Schutans in the mansion were male. He didnât do this in the past. In the span of 800 years, the social culture of Stan had completely changed.
Thoroughly blocking contact between unmarried men and women. âThe purpose is probably fertility control.â
Minjun recalled the knowledge that once a Schutan woman gave birth to fertilized eggs and hatched them, ovulation stopped for several decades afterward. In other words, the woman who became her mother would not be able to lay her eggs again for a while. Whether fertilized or unfertilized.
âThe intention is explicit.â He looked back at the data he had scanned before coming. Recently, the marriage rate in Schutan had been slightly increasing, and accordingly, gold prices were expected to rise in the short term and fall in the long term. Looking more closely, these changes had been noticeable since the recent pan-wide gold downturn. The fertility rate was also being adjusted according to fluctuations in gold prices. Someone.
âBy the way, the kitchen in this mansion only has cooking utensils and ingredients for Schutan, so would that be okay?â
âAh, no problem. I brought all of that.â
âIâm glad then. Anyway, you will be very worried. How could your wife suffer from such a vicious curse? I canât even say anything because Iâm afraid to see it from the side. How would you feel from your spouseâs point of view? I donât even dare to guess.â
Minjun didnât bother to answer. It was because he knew that some lies were perfect when he saved his words as much as possible. He lowered his chin slightly with a dark expression. In his gaze, melancholy and concern were buried. Seeing that, Gulesch looked at the human couple alternately with a strange expression, just like Solada did before. âWell, that is unimaginable to me. As you know, Schutan is a race that cannot easily marry like humans. Should I say Iâm rather lucky? A man like me, who has an insignificant job, a poor income, and no ability, doesnât have the ability to take care of his wife when he gets sick. I might be more comfortable alone.â
Despite playing the disguised couple, Minjun thought those words sounded precious. âBy the way, other people are really quiet, arenât they? You donât say a word. Oh, come to think of it, I didnât even ask for your name.â
At this, Gulesch rolled his eyes and let out his horseâs tail. Minjun gave an appropriate pseudonym and added an explanation. âThose two following are slaves. I was caught stealing something from me. At first, I was going to cut off their hands as retribution, but then I changed my mind. I cut off their tongues so that it would not interfere with my physical work.â
âOkay. Indeed, you are wise.â It was a possible explanation because it was Gelanco, which had only continued to degenerate socially and culturally from 800 years ago. On the other hand, those who were introduced as slaves by Minjun either fainted, already recognized their identity as servants or did not feel any hostility because they did not understand the common language.
âBy the way, why did you come to the countryside like this?â
âI was interested in the historical sites in this area, so I tried to do some research. Then, I stopped at the evil warlockâŠâ
Gulesch slowed his pace and seemed to want to ask a few more questions, but Minjun politely urged him, saying that his wife was not feeling well. In the end, the servant had no choice but to back down, licking his lips again. âThen please do rest well. will prepare the kitchen for you to use.â
After the door closed, Minjun put a barrier to prevent sound from leaking out. Then, after drying the moisture that permeated the cushioning material of the bedding for Schutan with magic, he set his ex-wife down there. Next, he began to carefully untie the tentacle knots that he had roughly tied. While he was engrossed in his work, Ha Eun-seong managed to relax and let out a sigh. He then asked Yuntus if he felt safe now. âHey, mister?â
âWhat?â
âThose were crocodile heads, right? Stan. When I was spying on them, there were only kids around here who looked like that.â Talking to a creditor was scary, so he had begun to compare himself to a gentle priest.
Yuntus replied with a benevolent smile. âYouâre right. It is one of the races that make up the United Kingdom of this dimension. I heard that the number has greatly decreased compared to the past.â
Ha Eun-seong, who had not been able to understand any of the conversations they had had so far, was curious about the situation. He listened carefully to the explanation and nodded his head. âYou mean the tallest and biggest Stan is the owner here?â
âIt seemed so.â
âSeeing how big the house is, is he also an aristocrat? the rich? I see something like that. Somehow, the appearance was unusual.â
All of them had crocodile heads, but the tall Schutan stood out in particular. Was it a Taoist dog mixed with an ordinary yellow gu(é»ç)? It was not only the size but also the facial features were remarkably different from others. A clear difference that cannot be missed even with the eyes of an earthling. âHe was the most majestic of the Stan here. Should I say that I can feel the class?â
Minjun, who had been listening silently, suddenly snorted at him. He was unconsciously evaluating Soladaâs appearance by this standard. âWhat? Do you think heâs the coolest out of all the dogs? What a rare aesthetic eye.â Read the most updated version of this novel and other amazing translated novels from the original source at Novel Multiverse â âNovelMultiverse dot comâ
Hearing those words, Ha Eun-seong was furious. Even if everyone in the world criticized his aesthetic sense, he never wanted to be intellectually inferior to Minjun. âWhat? He likes tentacles.â
It was lamentable that a man who had fallen in love with a tentacle woman would blame someone else for his aesthetic sense. Ha Eun-seong still did not know the details of the two. However, the story could be reconstructed only through the conversation between the sick tentacle and the agent. In fact, in his head, he had already filmed a drama.
Minjun spoke as he headed for the door. âWait a minute here.â
Yuntus then asked. âHow would you like to eat? You will continue to be hungry.â
âI donât think itâs the right time yet. Feed those guys first.â Minjun took the cooking utensils. Even then, Ha Eun-seong did not dare to express his feelings and only grumbled inwardly. âYes, the debtor is a sinner.â
As Minjun left, Ha Eun-seong then asked Yuntus as if he had been waiting. âDo you know what exactly was the relationship between those two?â
Yuntus only smiled faintly and shook his head. It was an ambiguous response. Ha Eun-seong raised his guesses. âSummarizing the information so far, the person sleeping here is the princess of the land of tentacles, right? He was on good terms with the agent. If youâre officially married, itâs probably going to be in the newspapers. But you mean Iâm new to this? Then they wouldnât be a couple.â
The truth that the âPrincess of the Nation of Tentaclesâ was once a prisoner, and that she and Minjun went one step further from marriage to divorce, was a realm that could not be touched by the imagination of an ordinary 20-year-old Earth person. âThere are different races and different social statuses. Of course, you couldnât get permission from the womanâs side, right? But if you listen to the story, does it sound like you lived together?â
Wow, they had even undergone premarital cohabitation. The values of a young Confucian man sleeping inside him kept whipping him. Perhaps because of the repercussions of his difficult family life, Ha Eun-seong was quite conservative in that regard. âEven though he has an eccentric personality, he seemed like a completely impregnable style to that side (?), but it turned out that he was a very unconventional person. Itâs because people donât know, isnât it the love of the century that will turn the whole world upside down when it is known?â
If known, it will probably be overturned on a scale beyond Ha Eun-seongâs imagination. He spoke in a soft voice to Yuntus, who was listening. âWell. I donât think I need to know what kind of connection he has with the world, and I donât need to strain my heart to guess unless he says it himself.â
Ha Eun-seong then became embarrassed. This was because he sounded like he was making a point not to take too much interest in other peopleâs private lives. Yuntus looked at the half-human, half-tentacle woman who passed out and said, âHowever, I can tell you one thing.â
âWhat is it?â
Ha Eun-seongâs eyes twinkled. âI donât know what he thinks of that woman. But the princess must have had great courage for him. You and my kind have overcome unimaginable pain and fear.â
âAnguish and fear you canât fathom?â
âJust as one who has not experienced her cannot fathom the pain of childbirth and urinary stones, it is difficult for other races to fathom her feelings.â
âI do not understand.â
âIt is said that there is such a word in the language of Endelion. I canât pronounce it properly with my vocal organs anyway, but if I force transliteration, it will be this much. âKermathei-asha-kwâaterai.ââ
Yuntusâ words at the end sounded like the sound of draining water as a clogged drain was opened to Ha Eun-seongâs ears. âWhat does that mean?â
âThere is no proper word in the language of Earth. Narcissism? Pride? Self-esteem? All are slightly different. If you explain it at length, it would be âbecause she knows that her objective value is too high, she values it, is afraid of losing it, and loves herself endlesslyâ.â
âIsnât that self-esteem?â
âSelf-esteem is a loving heart that gives oneself subjective and absolute value. However, that word means a heart that loves oneself because one knows oneâs objective value. In those words, there is a self-awareness of how precious the Endelion race is to this world. They say itâs under them.â
Ha Eun-seong vaguely knew. âAre the dragons similar to each other? Are we the best in the universe?â
âIt has a different meaning from the pride of dragons. Endelion sincerely thinks like this. He says he is contributing to changing the world into a paradise, a better world. He said that if something happens to him who is doing such an important job, it will be a cosmic loss.â
Ha Eun-seong had no choice but to stick his tongue out. Wow, that level of self-consciousness was legendary. Why did people decide for themselves whether they were important or not? What objective value was that?
âSo they are often accused of being cowards out of size. Even if you buy one yourself, it would be far too expensive. Iâve heard that unless youâre a high-ranking person, level jumping doesnât work well. It is an irreversible pan-dimensional loss if an accident happens to âmeâ who is so precious in the universe.â
âThat is strange. Shouldnât high-ranking people be more careful?â
âStill, some of them will have to take the risk. It is said that there is an old belief that those who take that risk are noble beings.â
He couldnât understand about such things even more. âAnyway, those who think riding a jump ship is a big adventure, but that princess jumped to the next level naked? It is said that the fear they feel in front of something that takes their own life⊠is an extreme emotion that other races canât imagine. Itâs a painful heart that canât be understood unless youâre an Endelion, like youâre about to go crazy. He expressed it as the pain he felt in his heart.â
Yuntus then murmured in a low voice. âOvercoming that fear, the princess went out to help him. Why? Itâs simple.â
Ha Eun-seong seemed to know the answer. âDo you love each other?â However, Yuntusâ answer was different. âBecause he is that much because he is . . . great!â
â···Yes?â Why did the conclusion suddenly jump that way? âWhen I see him by my side, every day is a day of awe and admiration. With every step you take, miracles burst into flower buds. Whatâs more, this time, the Princess of Endelion has guided you to overcome your instinctive fear. Do you know? You can make the impossible possible! Everything he dreams of becomes a reality. A beautiful light that can even distort the providence of the world, making everything possible. He is the absolute truth we hold to.â
Looking at the priest who suddenly began to recite in a tone filled with the Holy Spirit, Ha Eun-seong sighed lightly. Before he knew it, red blood began to pool on the alienâs forehead. âAnyway, not everyone is normal.â
The tentacle that loved humans, the human who loved tentacles, and the alien who worshipped the human who loved tentacles. Everything was bizarre. Ha Eun-seong lamented to himself, âHow did a sane person like me end up among these strange people?â
Anyway, after meeting Minjun, there was no comfortable day after death. âI have to be alert too.â
Since he was suddenly forced to move with abnormal people from the outside world, he had no choice but to keep himself sane in order to avoid an accident. As Ha Eun-seong made that resolution, he heard the princessâs faint moaning. âOh God!â