I Became a Mother of a Sub-Male Son

At this point, her head started to cool.

 

“It is said that there is no mana without a dead person.”

 

“…But I am alive. I can breathe like this.”

 

“That’s why it’s even weirder. You’re pretty and yet unmatched.”

 

The eyes of the master of the mage’s tower crooked in an unpleasant way.

 

“If you don’t like it, how about becoming my test subject?

 

“…I beg your pardon?”

 

She blinked her eyes to see if she had heard it right.

 

“Ah, does it sound a bit like that? Then would it be better to say that it is a research subject rather than an experimental object?”

 

The man who said crazy things casually was full of energy to the point of being ridiculous.

 

“Well, as a side effect, the young lady’s beautiful appearance may be altered. However, I will do my best to take care of you.”

 

“Would you like to stop talking crazy and get a little shaken up?”

 

Before she knew it, the master of the Magic Tower, who had moved next to her, was pushing his face. He held her hair lightly in his hand.

 

“Hmm, it would be a pity if this platinum hair faded.”

 

She didn’t even agree to become a test subject, she didn’t even mention it, but the man said it as if it had been confirmed. Wasn’t this really crazy?

 

“I never agreed. Don’t even dream about it because I’m not going to do anything with the experiment.”

 

“You are so heartless.”

 

The man shrugged his shoulders and said something else.

 

“Then how about this? As a condition of participating in the research experiment, I will clean the curse and plant new mana as well.”

 

“You said earlier that it would be difficult to break the curse?”

 

“Well, if I try, of course I can do it, right?”

 

“That sounds like there might be a way to break the curse.”

 

It must have been the correct answer, but the Mage Master’s mouth drew a curve. He pointed somewhere with his finger, none other than her heart.

 

“Mana is originally created from the heart. No, even if it’s not necessarily mana, a person’s life begins here.”

 

“So what?”

 

“The same goes for the curse placed on the young lady. If you pour purification magic into your heart, the curse will be lifted cleanly. The problem is that my magic tries to work but gets blocked.”

 

She didn’t get it. What the hell was wrong with her body that made her say that the magic of the mage tower master didn’t work on her? She even heard accusations that she was dead.

 

“But… there is one trick.”

 

“What is it?”

 

At her question, the man slightly raised his mouth and brought his face very close. His eyes were full of her.

 

“It might be different if we consume a lot of manastones. If it’s enough to fill this room and fall over.”

 

The magic tower master’s eyes seemed to be full of greed. It was time to take a deep breath and not feel bad. Cold warmth reached his cheek. The man had put his hand on her body.

 

“Go away…!”

 

“What do you think, Duke?”

 

…What? Surprised, she quickly turned her head. The Duke, unknown when he entered, was standing nearby. And he, who had been staring at us with a cool gaze, slowly reached out his hand.

 

Cooong!

 

At that moment, the sofa she was sitting on collapsed.

 

“Ahh!”

 

Just as she thought she was going to roll on the floor, her waist was pulled up and wrapped around his strong arms. The Duke who held her in one arm and fixed her said to the owner of the mage tower.

 

“I remember telling you to stop doing such an insignificant trick…”

 

“I don’t know why you’re so angry. Isn’t it a big deal?”

 

The master of the Mage Tower, who had moved to the back of the Duke, shrugged his shoulders. The gaze of the Duke, who had been glaring at the tower master without a word, turned to her.

 

“Have you finished talking?”

 

“…Ah yes. For now.”

 

“Then go out. I have something to say to the mage.”

 

“Yes I will.”

 

She waited for the Duke to release her, but the arms wrapped around her waist showed no signs of loosening.

 

“…Hey, Duke?”

 

“What?”

 

“I think you need to release your arm for me to get out.”

 

The Duke lowered his gaze and released his arm around her waist. She glanced at him, turned around and walked toward the door.

 

“This is so… I don’t know why you’re so angry when you’ve been watching me for so long.”

 

An unfamiliar male voice came from behind. Was he still watching? I turned my head away. The master of the mage tower was explaining something to the Duke with both hands raised.

 

“No, that’s not it. Get yourself into the room like a stalker… Smash!”

 

The Duke’s gaze returned to her.

 

“I did tell you to get out.”

 

“Oops, oops! oops!”

 

“Ah yes!”

 

She hurriedly opened the door and stepped out. She couldn’t move her legs because something was very uncomfortable.

 

Stalker…

 

Did the Duke come into the room in advance, hide himself, and eavesdrop on the conversation with the master of the Mage Tower? No, more than that, why was he so angry? Even breaking the sofa… Suddenly, her waist, which had been wrapped around the Duke’s arm earlier, came into view. She raised her hand and touched the area around her waist. Strangely concerned, she continued to straighten her waist and headed for the room like that.

 

* * *

 

The child and she headed to the stable around noon, just as the Duke had said.

 

“Can we go this way?”

 

“Yes. The stable is on the outskirts of the mansion.”

 

The child held her hand and murmured incessantly at his mouth. It was because the other hand was holding a cookie made by the Duke.

 

“Elia, there you are.”

 

When she looked up, she saw a building in front of her that looked like a stable. By the time they reached the stable, a middle-aged man came out from inside and walked towards them.

 

“I’ve been waiting for you, Master.”

 

The man’s gaze turned to her, who was standing next to the child.

 

“Ah, are you by any chance Lady Elia?”

 

“Yes, that’s right.”

 

“Nice to meet you. My name is Bruno.”

 

“Nice to meet you too.”

 

Spreading a benevolent smile, Bruno turned his head towards the child.

 

“Please wait here for a moment. I have a child to show you.”

 

“Huh!”

 

The child’s eyes sparkled with anticipation. She also thought that the Duke was right about giving him a horse as a gift. After waiting for a while, Bruno came out with a white horse exuding great dignity. At first glance, it was evident that the horse was well-maintained. His eyes were very clear, and he seemed very gentle.

 

“This is the horse Lord Deliam will ride.”

 

“Are you sure it’s for me to ride?”

 

“Yes. This is a child that the Duke has specially chosen.”

 

The child’s face brightened indescribably.

 

“Elia, that’s the horse I’m going to ride!”

 

“Yes. I heard.”

 

“That’s what my father said!”

 

“Are you feeling well?”

 

At Bruno’s words, the child vigorously nodded his head.

 

“Yes! Can I ride it now?”

 

“Sorry, but that’s not possible.”

 

“…huh? Why?”

 

“You haven’t learned how to ride a horse yet, do you? It could be dangerous if you ride without any preparation. This kid is a very gentle kid.”

 

“Can’t he just ride for a bit?”

 

The child looked up at Bruno with desperate eyes.

 

“I’m really sorry. I can’t help it unless the Duke gives permission.”

 

“…Yes. I see.”

 

“How about touching it instead. Even if you can’t ride it.”

 

At those words, the head of the child who was going down was lifted.

 

“Is it okay to touch it?”

 

“Sure.”

 

At Bruno’s words, the child hurriedly stood in front of the horse.

 

“First of all, make eye contact with the horse.”

 

The child made eye contact with the horse slowly. Big, clear eyes looked at the child.

 

“Then ask him if you can touch him.”

 

The child stretched out his hand toward the white horse.

 

“Is it okay if I touch you?”

 

The white horse, which had blinked her eyes, put its nose lightly on the child’s hand. The child let out a small exclamation and carefully stroked the bridge of the horse’s nose. The white horse, bent down as much as possible to match the height of the child, quietly received a hand.

 

“Would the young lady like to touch the horse too?”

 

“…me too?”

 

“Yes. I want you to keep watching.”

 

Bruno smiled and asked for Deliam’s consent.

 

“Are you okay too, young master?”

 

“Yeah, it’s okay. Come and see it, Elia. He’s very gentle.”

 

After thinking for a while, she stood in front of the horse. The horse stared at her without even moving. Since he was gentle with the child, would he be gentle with her too? It was the moment when she stretched out her arm and lightly touched the back of the horse’s nose.

 

“Purrung!”

 

The horse suddenly neighed and began biting her body with its tongue.

 

“…uh, uh? Why are you like this? Huh?”

 

The horse, which was quiet to the child, was so excited to her that she thought he was out of his mind.

 

“Bruno, why are you doing this?”

 

“I think he really liked the young lady. This kid is a male.”

 

“…yes?”

 

“Heh heh heh!”

 

Bruno burst out laughing.

 

“Now is not the time to laugh…. Ugh! Don’t push me, I’ll fall!”

 

“Pureung, purreung!”

 

“Stay still for a moment. I’ll do anything to touch you, so please…!”

 

At that moment, the horse stood still. Did he listen to her? She looked up at the horse with a little surprise. The horse was staring at her, blinking its big eyes. As if to touch him quickly. As she stretched out her arm, the horse first touched the muzzle as if it was the correct answer.

 

“Yes, yes. Come on.”

 

She stroked the muzzle as hard as the horse wanted.

 

“Are you satisfied now?”

 

“Purrung!”

 

“I guess Elia likes this.”

 

The child laughed and stroked the horse’s body.

 

“…Ugh.”

 

She looked down at her messed up body. Her clothes and everything were damp because the horse was beating her in excitement. The saliva was very evenly spread…

 

“Liam. Will you stay here longer?”

 

“Yes. I’ll stay a little longer.”

 

“Then can I wash up for a while? As you can see, it’s like this.”

 

When he showed her wet clothes, the child nodded. She hurriedly moved on, feeling like she wanted to wash up quickly. It was the moment she was about to enter the mansion. She turned around at the sudden noise. The pagoda was being dragged along while being held in the hands of the Duke.

 

In the end, she was slammed out of the front door and rolled several times on the floor. It was amazing how he stretched out to her so much and then lost her pulse to the Duke. No matter how much the mage lord was, the Duke was scary. As she watched, the master of the magic tower stood up while dusting off his clothes and got on the carriage. The Duke had already turned and walked away from there. She also tried to twist her body, but she felt like his eyes were fixed. When she turned her head, the head of the Mage Tower was sticking out of the wagon window. His eyes slowly opened and his mouth opened.

 

‘See you next time.’

 

The shape of his mouth said so. It didn’t look nice because he was talking nonsense about the test subject earlier. She turned around and stepped into the mansion.

 

* * *

 

The person who ran with the body that was washed and refreshed was not at all like that. She stood in front of the mirror, stroking her damp hair. The conversation she had with the mage tower lord was confusing the whole time in her head. It was so full of unknowns that she was about to sigh.

 

“What kind of body do you want it to be..”

 

It was when she stared at herself through the mirror.

 

Purrung!

 

A faint neighing sound was heard from somewhere. What? She walked to the window with a puzzled feeling.

 

“…huh?”

 

The scene unfolding below the window was indescribably absurd. Wasn’t the white horse, a child’s horse that should be in the stable, crying in the central garden?

 

Purrung! Purung!

 

Why the hell was he crying so sadly? She raised her head as she heard the words he had been crying without rest. To her surprise, the horse was looking right at her.

 

“…What, what is it? Why are you looking at me?”

 

Soon, the eyes of Bruno and the knights who were drying the white horse also turned to her from above. She felt awkward because she was suddenly receiving a lot of attention. At that time, the horse that had been looking at her quietly began to cry even louder and struggle.

 

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Translator Note:
Sorry for any issue caused by the migration ^^,