Chapter 107: Accidental Seduction

“Food…” My voice came out considerably weaker than intended. “I need food…”

Lily and Nia exchanged glances.

Neither said anything.

They simply looked at each other for a moment, then nodded with the kind of silent understanding that immediately made me suspicious.

Wait.

Why were they nodding?

Before I could investigate this sudden conspiracy, Nia stepped behind my chair and slipped her arms beneath my shoulders. Meanwhile, Lily crouched beside me and grabbed my legs.

“Wait, what are you—”

They lifted me.

Together.

And by lifted, I didn’t mean helping their exhausted husband stand like two loving, considerate wives.

Nia carried my upper body while Lily supported my lower half, leaving me suspended horizontally between them like a dying soldier being evacuated from an active battlefield.

My eye twitched.

What the hell?

I was The legendary Royal Magus.

And now?

I was being carried out of my own study like a sack of potatoes.

“What the hell…” I whispered.

Lily completely ignored my wounded dignity. “Let’s go, Nia.”

“Mm!” Nia nodded enthusiastically.

And they started walking through my study. While carrying me.

I stared at the ceiling, wondering which specific decision in my life had brought me to this humiliation. Perhaps it was the eight hours of continuous enchanting. Or it was marrying five women who apparently considered my authority optional whenever my health was involved.

Whatever.

I wasn’t tolerating this.

Not because I disliked being touched by two beautiful women. But there was a fundamental difference between enjoying my wives’ affection and being transported like emergency medical cargo.

I huffed.

If they wanted to carry me, I would demonstrate the proper way to make an entrance.

[Void Shift]

Space folded.

The study vanished.

For a fraction of a second, I felt the familiar weightlessness of teleportation, followed by the subtle tug of three connected mana signatures shifting simultaneously.

I adjusted our positions. I wasn’t about to arrive in the dining room looking like a corpse being delivered to its own funeral.

When space settled, my feet touched the polished floor. My arms were wrapped around Lily and Nia, pulling both women comfortably against my sides.

Lily’s golden-green hair brushed my shoulder while Nia’s fluffy tail swished behind her in surprise. Their arms, which had been supporting my body moments earlier, now rested around my waist.

Much better.

See? This was how a husband should arrive with two beautiful wives. Not as luggage. As a victorious conqueror returning with his treasures.

Unfortunately, the dining room already had an audience.

Ariel, Seris, and Liora were seated at the table.

Several servants stood nearby, preparing dinner.

Every single person turned toward us.

Ariel blinked. Her gaze traveled from my face to Lily, then to Nia. Her lips curved. “Wow… Threesome?”

I nearly choked on absolutely nothing.

Seris raised an eyebrow. “I thought you two were just going to check on him and bring him here.”

Technically, that was exactly what they’d done.

The presentation had simply undergone a few improvements.

Lily’s cheeks turned pink as she realized how closely I was holding her. Nia, however, looked down at my arm around her waist before slowly lifting her eyes toward mine.

Oh, that smile. That dangerous little fox smile.

I knew it.

She was going to make this worse.

Nia poked my chest with one finger, her fox ears twitching as she looked up at me with an exaggeratedly spoiled expression.

“Aww~ Rey, you’re so naughty.” She gave me a playful little pout. “I told you we’re going to do it tonight, not now.”

The entire dining room went suspiciously quiet.

Meanwhile, Lily blinked, looking genuinely confused. “Doing what? We were only trying to carry him here because he looked like he was going to pass out at any moment.”

“I’m not that bad,” I protested. “I’m still fine.”

Liora calmly set down her teacup.

“No, you really are that bad, Rey. You’ve clearly been pushing yourself too hard.” Her gaze settled on me with the quiet authority of someone who had already decided the argument was over.

I opened my mouth, ready to defend myself.

But before I could say anything, I noticed something.

Their gazes.

All five of them were looking at me.

Well, initially, they were examining my messy hair, tired expression, and dry eyes. Then their attention gradually drifted lower, toward my equally disheveled clothes.

I’d unbuttoned several buttons of my shirt halfway through working because the collar and fabric had started feeling unbearably tight. Eight hours of sitting at a desk while channeling Forbidden Energy apparently made even comfortable clothing feel like a personal enemy.

And I’d never bothered buttoning them again.

Which meant a rather generous portion of my chest was currently exposed.

I glanced down.

Then back at my wives.

Their expressions were changing.

Lily’s cheeks turned pink. Ariel suddenly became very interested in her teacup, although the little smile playing on her lips suggested she wasn’t nearly as innocent as she pretended. Nia made absolutely no effort to hide her appreciation, while Liora’s gaze lingered for a suspiciously long moment before she looked away.

And Seris?

“Nice pecs…” she muttered.

I slowly turned toward her.

Seris froze.

Well, well, well. Apparently, someone was enjoying the view.

I wouldn’t blame them… They were my wives.

If they wanted to admire their husband’s chest, who was I to deny them such a wonderful privilege?

Liora cleared her throat awkwardly, apparently realizing that her attempt to lecture me had somehow turned into an unofficial inspection of my physique.

“Eat and get some rest,” she said, deliberately keeping her eyes on my face this time. “You’ll need it.”

I smiled.

Oh, I wanted to tease them.

Especially Seris.

That little comment about my pecs deserved an entire interrogation, preferably conducted while I leaned dangerously close and asked her to elaborate.

Unfortunately, my brain was currently running on whatever scraps of intelligence had survived eight hours of magical overtime.

Even my inner villain needed dinner.

So, yeah. I did exactly what she requested. I ate. And honestly, dinner looked splendid tonight.

Several dishes had been prepared using the monster meat we’d processed earlier, accompanied by roasted vegetables, fragrant sauces, warm bread, and a rich soup that smelled heavenly.

The meat was especially interesting.

It was noticeably more tender than what we’d eaten for lunch, despite coming from the same batch of freshly butchered monsters. Apparently, the kitchen staff had already figured out which cuts needed different preparation methods.

I took another bite, savoring the rich flavor as the meat practically melted against my tongue.

Damn. If this was what S-rank monster meat tasted like when properly prepared, perhaps my dungeon expedition had been worth it for dinner alone.

The real treasure was having an excellent cook who could turn a terrifying dungeon predator into something delicious.

I swallowed and reached for another piece.

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Thank you for the Magic Castle, Bry35!

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