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Translated By Arcane Translations
Translator: FusionX
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“Sister, there’s a saying, ‘If you can’t avoid it, enjoy it.’”
“…This is beyond the realm of enjoyment…”
Serilla replied weakly to Rudrick’s irresponsible remark.
She was too exhausted to even be angry anymore. The situation was far beyond her control, and it was normal for her to react this way when faced with a series of absurd events.
Her only brother was about to marry five women at the same time. And the brides weren’t just anyone, they were the Princess of the Empire, a dragon, and… She felt dizzy just thinking about it.
The most frightening fact was that this was just the beginning.
Serilla, who was about to gain five sisters-in-law, including a princess and a dragon, rubbed her forehead and muttered weakly,
“…How did things get so out of hand?”
She felt a surge of resentment, wondering what she had done in her past life to deserve this.
It was said that defying common sense would earn you strange looks from others. But openly defying it to this extent would make people wonder what you were thinking, perhaps even earning you some admiration.
Rudrick, seemingly comforted by her reaction, asked casually,
“Do you think mother will disown me?”
“She wouldn’t go that far… but…”
“Then it’s fine. As long as she doesn’t disown me, I’m happy. I’m content with that.”
“At least you’re aware of the gravity of the situation.”
“Of course I am.”
They exchanged words.
Rudrick felt reassured, but Serilla was far from it.
Her younger brother, who had been lazing around at home, supposedly studying magic, had suddenly become the Court Mage after moving to the capital.
She had been proud of him at first, but now he was announcing his intention to marry five women at the same time.
Until recently, he had been a problem because he refused to get married. Now, he was a problem because he wanted to marry five women.
How would she react if she were Countess Aline Weiss?
Serilla imagined her parents’ reaction and grimaced.
“…I highly doubt they’ll be happy about it.”
“You never know. Maybe they’ll be happy that their son, who had been giving them so much grief about getting married, has finally found five brides.”
“Are you serious?”
“…”
Serilla stared at him, speechless.
Rudrick, realizing the absurdity of his own words, remained silent.
There was a saying, “The more, the merrier.” But there was also a saying, “Too much of a good thing is a bad thing.”
And in this case, the number of brides definitely fell into the latter category.
Rudrick muttered,
“I’m going to marry them, even if they oppose it.”
“…You weren’t planning on listening to them anyway.”
“I told Arwen…”
“Told her what?”
Serilla, intrigued, asked.
As far as she was concerned, both Rudrick, who was willing to marry five women, and the five women who were willing to marry him, were delusional.
It was a conversation that naturally piqued her curiosity.
“Arwen asked me what I would do if mother opposed the marriage and said she wouldn’t allow it until she was dead.”
“And what did you say?”
“I said I would throw dirt on her grave.”
“…”
Figures.
She glared at him, her interest quickly fading. She doubted he would actually do such a thing, but it was a testament to his determination.
He was determined to marry them, even if his family vehemently opposed it.
Of course, the brides were all so high-profile that there was no point in opposing it anyway.
“I give up.”
She shook her head.
This would cause a huge uproar when Countess Aline Weiss found out, but Serilla planned to ignore it for now.
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His older sister’s reaction wasn’t exactly positive, but he was already riding a tiger and couldn’t get off.
He believed in facing the music sooner rather than later, so he decided to visit each of his fiancées and ask for their opinions.
He started with Arwen, the easiest one to talk to.
“Arwen.”
“…What is it? Why are you whispering?”
“Think about it. Elena’s preparing for the wedding, right?”
“That’s true, but…”
“Don’t we need to meet my parents before the wedding?”
Arwen, who had been lounging around in her cat form with all the curtains drawn to block out the sunlight, stopped moving at his words.
She transformed into her human form, sat down properly, and said,
“That’s the proper order of things. Have you made up your mind?”
“I’m not sure if I have a choice.”
“You’ve changed.”
Arwen was perceptive, as always.
She stared at him intently and asked,
“What happened?”
“…I just talked to my older sister.”
“My sister-in-law…”
Arwen’s expression hardened at the mention of his sister. He had confiscated about ten of her romance novels recently, but she was still imagining strange scenarios.
He reassured her,
“Don’t worry, my sister’s not like that.”
“…”
“She’s not going to make you do chores or anything. Why are you so worried?”
“But…”
“But what?”
He clicked his tongue, realizing she was too immersed in those novels.
He would have to check what kind of ridiculous stories she was reading. They were probably as dramatic as those morning soap operas from his past life.
Those romance novels were meant for men like him, not for Arwen.
Maybe she just had a peculiar taste.
“So, you’re coming with me, right?”
“…Are we all going together?”
“Of course. Do you want to go alone and have a one-on-one with my mother? Imagine her reaction when you tell her, ‘Please give me your son’s hand in marriage! Oh, and there are four other brides!’ I don’t know what she’ll say.”
“N-no way!”
“Right? So it’s better to go together.”
He easily secured Arwen’s agreement and left the room.
It was a lot of work to visit five different women and discuss the meeting with his parents.
He shook his head and headed to his next destination, the naval training camp.
Lassiel was officially in the capital to observe the training of the new recruits, but it had been months, and her excuse was wearing thin.
The only places he couldn’t enter in the capital were the royal residences. He could enter the naval training camp whenever he wanted.
As soon as he entered the camp, he heard shouting from afar.
“Answer with ‘Sir, yes sir’! Roll to the left, begin!”
“Sir, yes sir!”
Fresh-faced recruits were rolling around in the dirt, being molded into soldiers.
Lassiel was lounging on a sunbed, sipping a drink and wearing sunglasses, seemingly oblivious to the recruits’ cries.
He knew she spent most of her time at the training camp when she had nothing else to do, and he was glad he had caught her at a good time.
Lassiel, who had been staring at him from afar, took off her sunglasses and smiled brightly as soon as she saw him.
“Rudrick! What brings you here? Did you miss me? You should have waited, I’m working.”
“If ‘working’ means watching recruits roll around in the dirt while sipping a drink, I should have come earlier.”
“Ahahaha, you should have joined the navy earlier if you don’t like it. It’s a perk that comes with a high position.”
“Sigh… Lassiel, I have something to talk to you about.”
“Talk about? Is it important?”
Lassiel tilted her head and asked.
It was important.
“Meeting my parents.”
“…”
Lassiel’s cheerful expression vanished.
Did they think his mother was a demon lord waiting for them in her castle? They all reacted the same way when he mentioned meeting his parents.
“You know Elena’s preparing for the wedding, right? She’s been working on the plans all night.”
“…Yeah, I know.”
“But are we really going to have the wedding without meeting my parents first? Do you want to meet my mother for the first time at the wedding?”
“Sigh…”
Lassiel closed her eyes, her expression resigned, and let out a deep sigh.
Did he just ask her to slay a dragon…?
Why were they all reacting this way?
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