Incompatible Interspecies Wives

96 – No Favoritism (2)

The next day we started preparing to return to Stockpin.

The light negotiations with the other mercenaries, which could not be completed the day before, were easily completed at dawn.

The sub-captains did not appear until the last day.

With this, the troublesome task has been completed.

The useless fight of the long mercenary talks is also over.

It was time to return home.

“Haa…Haa…”

I looked at the soldiers who had collapsed from intense training.

Thanks to my actions, there was a feeling that the members were relaxed.

As such, I put more effort into today, and everyone followed along and rolled.

That’s how I finish my training by fixing the wound Ner left on my neck.

“Vice-captain…Haa…Really…Haa…I can’t believe this is still the case today…”

I burst out laughing when Sean muttered, complaining about the intense training.

I relaxed from the fight I had in the past.

While I was finishing up like that, I felt a gaze on the side of my face.

As he turned his head in that direction, Arwyn was squatting on top of a slightly elevated hill, resting his chin on his chin and looking at us.

“…”

She was an aristocrat, but … Her changed clothes and background might be the problem.

It exudes an atmosphere like a simple country girl.

The only thing that kept her dignity was that unchanging cold expression.

Somehow, I feel more intimacy.

“…”

Several other crew members who noticed Arwin’s gaze as he was watching us also told me.

“…Vice-captain, your wife is watching over you.”

One by one, I started looking at Arwin.

I smiled slightly and waved her hand at Arwin.

Arwin noticed my reaction and reacted subtly.

She said that she does not have a big emotional expression of her original body, but she was more today.

Gently lifting her hand that had been supporting her chin, she answered my greeting indifferently.

It seemed like an expression of no interest.

“…”

I didn’t have any specific complaints about him… But I do wonder about the change.

More than anything, she doesn’t seem to be in a good mood, so she starts to get worried.

What else happened?

And it seemed like I wasn’t the only one who felt that.

Baran, who is breathing right, speaks to me from the side.

“…You don’t look very happy.”

“…”

“Did you fight?”

“…”

While I was wondering along with Baran, Arwin got up from her seat and turned her body.

Then it disappeared over the hills.

I said to the crew, scratching the wound on my cheek.

“Wash up and get ready to go home.”

****

Arwin left Berg and returned to the camp.

As he sits there, he finds Nere wandering around the camp.

Nerdo must have gotten used to this mercenary group by now, and she didn’t seem to have much discomfort.

She responded to the mercenaries who came to greet her, acting like a member of the mercenary squad.

It was a bonus to look around here and there with a graceful smile on occasion.

If it was like before, I wouldn’t have had such a natural smile.

It’s fortunate that you don’t seem to be struggling with the current situation, but…Why?

It’s hard to see her smile today.

Maybe it was a new wound on her neck.

On her flawless skin, one ugly mark remains.

A red and black wound blooming on top of a blue bruise.

Berg’s teeth marks.

Thanks to the difference between her fair skin and the ugly wound, she drew more attention.

It was like an ink stain left on white paper.

“…”

It’s like wearing a name tag.

I wonder if you don’t even know the numbers.

It’s like accepting that your body is dirty.

But Ner was not ashamed of the traces, so she proudly showed her scars.

A small smile won’t disappear from your mouth.

“… Ha.”

Arwin sighed.

In fact, she knew why all of this was so funny.

I just can’t admit it because it’s hard to admit it.

The culprit must have been that Berg seemed to be focusing only on Ner lately.

After that thought was imprinted in my head, everything was dissatisfying.

The fight was also fought for Ner. Insults were sometimes thrown at Arwyn herself, but her main reason was Ner. She didn’t listen to her own words not to fight.

Only the two of them left traces on their necks. The conversation is mainly between the two of them.

I haven’t even been taught archery lately. She didn’t have a chance to tell me what to write.

…Even with his own ring, it was a bug that he only wore on his right hand. Even with the same wife.

Leaving aside everything else, I didn’t like this kind of discrimination.

Isn’t that enough to call it an insult?

I didn’t want to be bothered, but I can’t be bothered.

…Even though we’ve only been together for 60 years.

‘…It’s short.’

Arwin thought involuntarily.

Within seconds, she too was startled and blinked her eyes.

She shook her head, finally clearing her thoughts.

Ner, who found himself in the distance, approaches slowly.

“Did you sleep well?”

Ner said hello.

“…”

Arwin could not answer for a short moment.

I slept alone last night.

It’s cold.

Without feeling Berg’s warmth, without being able to get a pod in it.

But are you asking me if I slept well?

“…I slept well.”

But Arwin was greeted by Ner with a pretentious smile.

With a shy face, Ner touched his wound.

Arwin couldn’t figure out why she was making that face.

On the subject of preparing for betrayal.

“Have you seen the berg?”

Ner asked after a moment of silence.

Arwin knew that Berg was training over the hill… But shook his head.

“No? I didn’t see it.”

Then he looked around indifferently.

Everyone is busy preparing to return to Stockpin.

No one cared about them.

And when I had this personal time… There was only one topic that would come up.

Arwin looked up at Ner.

Perhaps the time has come for her to ask her feelings.

****

Ner was located near Arwin.

I was thinking of waiting until Berg came back.

She also unwittingly touched the scars Berg had left.

Strangely, the scar feels burning.

Every time I touched the wound, I remembered Berg, who had bitten me hard, and my body became hot.

She vividly recalled the pain she felt then and the emotions she felt as she hugged his neck.

“…You’re more promiscuous than I thought, Ner.”

At that moment, Arwin whispered.

Ner was shocked for a moment and couldn’t answer.

Arwin continued.

“It’s probably not even in heat yet. You didn’t even find the full moon, did you?”

“…”

Ner was briefly surprised by Arwyn’s tip.

I wonder if it wasn’t a full moon?

…I thought it was in heat yesterday.

Then why was I so unstoppable yesterday?

Ner did not think deeply about it.

It was a thing of the past anyway.

Instead, he spat out an excuse.

“…I have to do this much for Berg. You got hurt fighting for me.”

“If your destined man sees the wound, he won’t like it very much.”

“…………”

Ner shut his mouth at Arwin’s words.

I wanted to tell you.

Never mind.

I don’t hate spending time with Berg lately. I want to be with you. If Arwin hates Berg, he says it’s okay not to sleep with him. I will do it

But…The medicine bottle I saw then bothers me.

The psychological distance created by the discovery of the vial prevented him from being candid.

This kind of uncomfortable conversation must have played a part.

As your feelings for Berg deepen, Arwin, who told you about Berg’s death at that time, gradually approaches as a threat.

As much as I don’t know Arwin’s true intentions, I can’t fully reveal my true feelings.

Maybe it was a habit as an aristocrat.

…And just in case.

If that vial was poison, and Arwyn was thinking of using it.

It would be a bad choice for her to lose her and her pretenders.

It was more convenient to listen closely.

Wasn’t it said to keep the enemy close?

But even if it wasn’t all of this, it was Ner who wanted to save his words.

I don’t want to tell Arwin the feelings I share with Berg.

These were precious and personal thoughts.

In the first place, the unfamiliar feelings I felt near him could not be expressed in words.

“Thank you for your concern.”

So Nere answered.

I then looked at Arwin.

I was curious about her inner thoughts.

What was that vial?

He stole it, but Arwin hasn’t shown anything about it yet.

As if you didn’t know it was gone yet.

I guess it wasn’t that common a liquid.

The more this happens, the more curiosity arises from Ner’s point of view.

As the opportunity presents itself, I decided to ask indirectly.

“…So, Mr. Arwin.”

“Huh?”

“…How are you? Are you thinking of places to travel after Berg dies?”

“…”

Arwin was silent.

She answered after being silent for a long time.

“…Suddenly?”

“From Arwin’s standards, isn’t the future coming soon?”

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I’m floating in an ambiguous sense.

Arwin rested his chin on his chin and answered indifferently.

“…Time doesn’t go by fast for me.”

“…”

Arwin doesn’t step on any traps.

I don’t know if it’s because I didn’t want to do that, or if I avoided the trap well.

A subtle atmosphere flows.

The topic of conversation doesn’t seem to have changed from before, but the air flowing through it is different.

Ner realized that the moment to end the conversation was approaching.

In the first place, it was not a topic that could be shared for a long time.

Ner let out a long sigh and stood up.

“Arwin, see you later.”

With that, she greeted Arwin.

Arwin nodded her head.

“Yes. See you later.”