Capítulo 76: Chapter 75: Yuriel Wayne Dayna Alfred (9)
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Returning to the mansion, Ferzen glanced at the clock.
8:40 A.M.
'I'm a bit late...'
As Ferzen entered the bedroom, he saw Euphemia still sleeping peacefully.
Maybe it's because of her pregnancy or the notoriously bad weather that made her sleep until now.
Creak.
Sitting on the bed, Ferzen gently caressed her navel with his left hand, as his right hand brushed her hair.
In this world, polygamy and arranged marriages between nobles were considered normal things, in order to forge new alliances, so Euphemia naturally understood this.
But because of Seo-Jin's ego, Ferzen was feeling guilty and even ashamed of his actions
'Was she knitting...'
A pair of baby-sized socks rested beside her pillow.
And close to them, there was a clearly unfinished one as well.
Euphemia El Lauren Louerg.
Was preparing for her role as his wife, and as the mother of his child.
What kind of man wouldn't be moved when the woman they love does such acts?
"Mnn..."
Laying by her side, Ferzen nestled her pregnant body in his arms.
Sensing his familiar scent and his warmth, Euphemia nestled herself even deeper into his embrace.
"..."
Is she even aware of what she is doing?
Acting like this...Just like a drug addict, it's almost torture to let her go.
"I'm back."
Ferzen whispered those words in her ear, as the fatigue of his night on duty caught up to him.
* * * * *
Rustle.
After squirming for a while, Euphemia opened her eyes and looked at Ferzen, who was sleeping beside her.
When she became aware of her surroundings...
Normally he would sleep with his head nestled in her nape.
But today...
He was sleeping with his face nestled in her bosom.
"He did it again..."
Bringing a small hand mirror from under her pillow, Euphemia could see the faint marks etched on her nape.
He must have done it when I was asleep.
Since she got pregnant, her bosom seemed to have grown a little.
Naturally, her weight also increased.
But...Why is he...
So obsessed with my body?
"..."
As she carefully brushed her husband's hair as he slept, Euphemia had a strange compulsion...
Lowering her shoulder straps, she exposed her bosom and drew it closer to his face.
Carefully she guided her pink peak to his mouth.
Ferzen's lips opened slightly as he bit her nipples as if trying to draw her milk.
At this moment, Euphemia simply...wanted to baby him.
This strange compulsion just seemed to dominate her mind.
"Ah..."
As Ferzen's lips sucked her pink peaks, Euphemia trembled as a faint moan escaped her mouth.
She wondered if that was what her child would do as well.
"Hmm..."
Ferzen continued to tease her, by biting her peak.
But instead of feeling pain, Euphemia simply felt a shiver coursing through her body, as she hugged his head a little closer to her bosom.
'Ah...'
Was it because of her desire or perhaps her frustration...
She could feel her undergarments getting a little damp.
But even as the shame of her acts was present, Euphemia's faint moans continued to be shrouded by the sound of the rain.
"Hmnnn...."
A weak climax was the result of her efforts.
But this only increased her frustration.
Reaching out to Ferzen, she brushed his hair once again.
'I want more...'
A simple natural and impulsive thought.
Euphemia blushed at this.
Rustle.
Overcome with shame, she removed her peak from his mouth and put on her shoulder straps again.
And then like nothing ever happened.
She began knitting for her unborn child.
* * * * *
Ferzen woke up from his deep sleep around 3 P.M.
As he got up from his bed, he took a refreshing bath.
Ordering the maids to bring a meal to his bedroom, he planned on eating a late lunch with his wife.
After eating the meal, Ferzen who was reading his documents raised his head and looked at Euphemia who was quietly knitting on the bed.
"What...?"
When she noticed his gaze, Euphemia asked Ferzen in a shy tone.
"When your belly begins to grow...I would like to invite a painter to register the progress each month. Continuing from the moment our child is born until a certain point in his development. It will be our own parenting diary."
"...?"
Though this was somewhat unusual, Euphemia agreed with his proposal.
Then as she nervously clenched her hands, she spoke in a hushed tone.
"I just can't understand...You..."
"..."
"You raped me, and then whenever you felt bored you would tease my navel, treating me like a pet...You did all of that..."
"I've not been a good husband to you."
Ferzen had no intention of denying her words, in fact, he fully accepted them.
"But one thing I swear…..I will be a good father to my children."
When she heard those words, Euphemia frowned.
"If you admit it...Then why don't you change?"
"..."
"Ferzen....Von Schweig Louerg."
"..."
"Swear to me as well...Be a good husband..."
Ferzen couldn't help but smile at her angry words, because he never expected her to say such things.
"Euphemia El Lauren Louerg…..This I swear."
"..."
"I shall become a good husband for you..."
* * * * *
A letter arrived two days later stating that his promotion exam had been arranged. So after finishing his lecture, Ferzen went towards the Wizard Association.
Promotion Exam.
Although the name was rather flashy, the process was simple.
For example, when the process was held to verify the promotion from Keter to Euclidean class, the Wizard simply had to perform a formula that another Keter class wouldn't be able to recognize.
It couldn't be more simple than that.
The whole process wouldn't take more than...5 minutes.
Squeak.
The carriage stopped in front of the association, which was quite tumultuous today.
There were a lot of people in the lobby.
But Ferzen noticed that some of those were people who he couldn't ignore.
The two Imperial Princes, Theor Roswell, and...
"..."
Corleone the Elder of the Alfred family.
"Lord Louerg."
"You are the Wizard who will conduct the verification?"
"Yes...My name is Melvin. That was the plan but...It appears the news of your promotion was leaked, so we are discussing how we will conduct the exam now. I'd like to hear your opinion on that..."
Upon hearing his words Ferzen looked around.
"You want me to open the third floor don't you?"
"Yes. The cost of this transaction will be paid by those present here...."
The third floor of the Underworld – Pratāpana.
Even though the history of this word is quite ancient, there was a surprisingly little amount of information about the third floor of the underworld.
And the information available was tightly guarded.
So those present here were volunteering to pay the cost of this transaction hoping to acquire some information about the monsters residing on the third floor.
"I accept this arrangement."
"Ah...Very well!"
There wasn't harm in conducting this display.
Since Ferzen was also curious about the third floor.
If the first floor was compared to the hardness of a sword.
Then the second floor represented the sharpness.
But the third floor would be like having an Auror Knight conducting his mana through the sword.
"Then let's go."
On the top floor of the Association.
Ferzen walked towards the large rooftop, as the crowd followed.
Since they came here uninvited, they only greeted Ferzen cordially.
But there was one exception.
The Second Imperial Prince walked towards Ferzen.
"Lord Louerg."
"...Please speak, Your Highness."
"There are some things we need to discuss, regarding the Roverium Kingdom."
"I see, Your Highness, I will schedule a meeting with you as soon as possible.... But right now there are some matters that require my attention..."
"I understand. However, I would advise you to make time for it soon. Perhaps it may be difficult for the First Prince to ascend to the throne….."
....However, the fact that Louerg was supported by Brutein.
The Second Imperial Prince won't be unaware of this.
With this in mind, if he said something like this...
"...It shall be done, Your Highness."
"Good. I will be waiting."
After the Second Imperial Prince returned to his place.
As they arrived on the top floor.
Ferzen holding his umbrella to protect him from the rain opened the door and saw a grand pile of luxurious items.
'These things should be worth...about 4.5 Million Bern."
From what little he knew about the third floor, an ordinary transaction should cost 1-2 million Bern.
And if one wished for a directed descent it would be around 4-5 million Bern.
With the value accumulated by these items, it seems that the audience wished to see an Advent, not a simple transaction.
'There's no need to waste any more time.'
Confirming that his audience was already accommodated, Ferzen walked towards the pile and stroked his altar, opening the Gates of the Underworld.
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