From Mightiest Hero to Demon King

When we talk about being hauled to live with Lilianea after a wash,

"Hmm. Finally, I have a strong impression, but let me say congratulations."

"You're married. Congratulations!

"I'm quick...... but, well, I'm not going to. It's just that if they do it over there, they're aggressive, but they don't understand the key part, so kind of. Of course, I didn't say it the right way, so I'm not going to blame you."

Gallius lifted the pinched bread of the ingredients while wasting his time breaking the heartmark.

"I thought it was just a little floating. One of these days I'm gonna calm down and squirm."

More than that, Jizzle says with a lot of tea.

"There will also be a lot of confusion and anxiety in marrying a heterogeneous race. He said he'd feel free to talk to me. Yeah. Anyway, I've seen some real examples in front of me."

Kukuru's mother is a human race.

He was picked up by the Dragon Nation to see where he fell ill after straying into the Land of the Old Devil. He stayed after that and fell in love with Jizzle's son. He also heard that he died shortly after giving birth to Kukuru.

In the subhuman community, a half with a human race is rare.

Anyway, people hate subhumans, so they rarely like to be husband and wife. When an elf or other sub with an appearance close to a person is caught by a human race, he may be sent to a whorehouse, where he will give birth to a child. but those children could not escape the community of the people and were still treated like slaves.

"If the target is an elf, life expectancy is still a problem"

"Sort of. If I live decently, I will surely die quicker. I don't think so myself, but given the feelings of those left behind, I have some anxiety."

"I'm ready to say that there... That girl, she doesn't seem serious when she's at the top of her head."

Still, Jizzle laughs.

"I have plenty of time to think. Besides, whether or not you have a child changes dramatically. Come on, you got a lot to do."

"Too much leap"

"Not really. Let's?

To put it in a meaningful way, it was Gallius who got a little anxious...

I left the capital and returned to the town of Boulder.

Before returning home, Galius visits the Elf settlement.

When I told Miguel the circumstances,

"Really!? Oh good...... really...... thanks!

I was dragged straight to my home.

Shortly after he refused, Miguel brought himself booze and said, "Let's swallow!" and superior mood.

"I've been worried about you. My father and mother died, and I was wondering if I could raise her properly."

The drunkenness just turns around and talks in a snug way.

"I'm a little tempered, but I'm a kind and good kid. So thank you!

This is the third time the same story has happened. I thought it was time to bring you some water.

"Oh. Dear Miguel, I'm already so drunk..."

A beautiful female elf came with a troubled face. I put two glasses and a water drain on the basin.

"Frou!? You told me to rest in the back."

"I'm fine with this. I don't think it's a good idea not to move your body much."

Pouring the water into the cup and offering it out in front of the two of them, he sat down beside Miguel gently stroking his own lower abdomen.

Gallius knows her well, too. She's Frou. It's Miguel's wife.

Miguel and I are hometown, helped by Gallius three years ago, and we are also one of those who traveled hard and painful together.

My age was better than Miguel's, and this was my second marriage.

My previous husband lost his life in a tribal raid, and she has a history of persuading Miguel, who at the time represented the chief of the mile, to go for the end of the forest, that she also tried to abandon herself and choose to die.

Then, in living with this city, I grew up loving every step of the way to this day.

"Did you calm down (...)?" and Gallius.

"Yeah, thanks to you. Yet Miguel is still having trouble touching the tumor."

She seems happy to say it. She now has a child in her stomach.

"Because elves are less likely to have children than other species. We need to be very careful."

Miguel looked serious about whether his drunkenness blew up.

"Speaking of which, you heard about that. I'm not sure."

"People only have a time like every month when it's easy to have kids. Elves every few years. It can be a long time and it can be nearly ten years free."

"Really?

"Don't miss the timing, too, Mr. Gallius."

"My real brother says it..."

"The child is the treasure of the race. No, it's a treasure! It doesn't matter if it's half. If Lilia has children, promise all elves will support them!

Even if it's long-lived, it's about twice as human at best. Even the people will have an attachment to their own children, but unlike them, who will increase in any amount if left alone, the intensity of obsession and attachment to children within the race is incomparable.

"If you're an elf woman, you kind of know when, so let's hope practice inspires you now, shall we?

Frou said something vivid, too, and it was Gallius who had no idea what alcohol tasted like -.

"I'm... what are you doing right now?

Back home drunk, Lilianea was rolling back and forth with gobbles on her bed.

"Ha!? Welcome home..."

Surprised she jumps up and sits uncomfortably on the bed.

"I'm sorry I'm late. Stop by Miguel's on the way home."

"Your brother's...?

"When I talked to you, I became a drinker."

"Oh yeah..."

She turns a bright red face and doesn't try to look at each other. Look around you suspiciously and notice.

"You haven't eaten yet? Or what the hell were you doing?

"Ha Ugh!?"

Lilianea raised her insolent voice and slammed into the bed, hiding her head with a pillow.

"If you were carrying your stuff, cleaning it, and thinking calmly on your own... something about me! I feel like we've had too many runaways!

Bump your legs hard and stuffy.

(That's Jizzle. As you can see)

She's embarrassed now.

Gallius grinned unknowingly.

Today I was anxious to hear a lot about life expectancy and making kids, but I still...

"Lilianea, marry me."

"Mm, yes......................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................

Gabba got up and she was staring at Gallius as she relieved, keeping her blurred hair intact.

"There will be confusion or anxiety about the differences in race. But I've always wanted to be with you, purely. [M] So, what do you think?

Lilianea closed her eyes,

"Oh, yeah...... I'd be happy to..."

Gallius's cheeks still loosen to a relieved look.

"We don't really elbow each other, let's do as we've always done. Weirdly conscious, I don't mean to break the relationship."

"Oh, yeah. No, yeah, I think there was something about not being 'like'"

"Each other."

Lilianea laughs haha if she has lost her shoulder strength.

"Well, we haven't had dinner yet, have we? I've been pinching lightly too, so let's make something."

"Yeah. I'll help too"

This is how they started their new lives without straining their elbows.

That night...

"Uh-huh!

The roar of joy that calmly thought through and achieved the great goal of 'marriage' resonated in the ears of Gallius, who was falling asleep -.