Chapter 354

Chapter 357: The Calmness of the Main Wife (Please Subscribe!)

The next morning, gentle sunlight signaled the arrival of a new day. The buildings within Labyrinth City were gradually bathed in the warm hues of dawn.

As the day began, citizens had already rallied their spirits. Many humans and demi-humans bustled through the streets, expanding the lively scenes.

Izay hummed a tune as he stepped out from Adimi House, embarking on his journey back to Twilight Manor.

Last night, he had briefly recounted his situation with Haruhi to Artemis.

Izay thought that since the Goddess was his main wife, she deserved to know about his relationships.

Regardless of Artemis’s reaction, it had to be said.

If things weren’t clarified now, what would happen when more people got involved and the truth came out later?

Impossible. (Black and white panda shaking head emoji.jpg)

An exposé was impossible—never in this lifetime.

Izay insisted he must stabilize the biggest variable.

As long as nothing went wrong with Artemis, any issues with others wouldn’t matter much.

After all, if I can handle a Goddess, can other minor situations really pose a problem?

It’s that simple.

Thus, Izay straightforwardly informed Artemis about his relationship with Haruhi yesterday.

Admittedly, Artemis did display some slight discontent during the confession.

However, she quickly acquiesced amidst her muttering.

There was no other reason—Goddess Artemis felt having more people around to share the burden wasn’t bad.

This morning, Izay even delivered breakfast to her room for her private enjoyment.

Waking up with sore waist and legs… didn’t feel like moving!

Afterwards, Izay attended to the Goddess meticulously, completely eradicating her little tantrums.

That’s why Izay could be seen happily humming songs on his way back.

Perhaps “love” had brought about this change.

Artemis seemed unexpectedly easygoing these days.

Initially, Izay prepared for a prolonged battle, even devising multiple contingency plans… but none were needed.

“But this is a good thing～. If Artemis-sama agrees, why worry so much～?”

In a pleasant mood, Izay dismissed those details.

Maybe it’s due to cultural habits?

This world isn’t based on monogamy anyway!?

Perhaps that’s the reason～?

While casually greeting familiar neighbors along the way, Izay headed back to Twilight Manor.

Indeed, Izay guessed correctly about the reasons.

But not entirely.

Environmental factors were only part of why Artemis was so agreeable.

The true reason was that Artemis believed the future was long.

Very very long.

Deities are eternal; she merely needed to “temporarily” share Izay for a century or a few centuries. In the endless years ahead, they would still be together.

Already envisioning thousands or tens of thousands of years into the future, Artemis foresaw the time when Izay “died,” and they’d spend eternity together in Heaven.

Because of this, Artemis wasn’t strongly opposed to Izay forming a harem.

After all, the first time was hers, she came first, and she would always be the one accompanying him in the end.

With that thought, Artemis suddenly felt spiritually enlightened.

This might just be the calmness of the main wife.

Although the Goddess didn’t know, this mindset of hers… was also temporary～

Such is the “unknown” legend of the mortal realm!

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Arriving at the entrance of Twilight Manor, Izay spotted two unexpected figures.

“Philais, Lanti… what are you two doing here?”

“Good day, Mr. Izay.”

“Hmph! Izay, you finally decided to leave Lady Artemis alone!?”

Reacting differently, the elven princess and half-elf girl greeted Izay.

Compared to Philais’s normal response, Lanti was somewhat…

“You’re already causing trouble right after we parted ways? Watch your butt get split into eight pieces!”

“Hehehe～, someone’s mad but I won’t say who!”

“!?!!”

“Quack quack Izay, may you choke on cold water!”

Her mouth sweet as honey, the adorable Lanti had learned quite well how to sass, reaching at least sixty percent proficiency, ready to graduate.

As the saying goes, near red becomes red, near ink becomes black. Could Lanti not gain skills after spending time with Izay?

Knowing she’d be toast if she hesitated, Lanti struck preemptively, speaking freely while she still could.

Next, as expected, Izay would take control of the “battlefield.”

“Hmm?”

Slightly narrowing his eyes.

Izay tilted his head slightly, star symbols flickering.

Lanti’s mouth, which was about to deliver another insult, zipped shut like a zipper, unable to speak.

Interrupted spellcasting!

“Young miss, why don’t you behave yourself and keep picking fights with me? I don’t want to stoop to your level. Neither Leader Letsha nor Goddess Artemis have anything to say, so why are you making such a fuss? Did you do your training today? Did you complete the planned schedule? Have you gone to the Dungeon to improve your Ability Values?”

None of the above? Then what are you doing here?

The best time of life is being wasted by you. Don’t you find it a pity?

A barrage of words flowed from Izay’s mouth like Tang Sanzo starting his chants, while Lanti, like the elder brother wearing the golden hoop, couldn’t talk, couldn’t escape as Izay held her shoulder, and could only try covering her ears to resist the magical sound.

“Wah wah wah…”

But it was futile, and her face contorted in pain.

She was the type who never learns. Every time she got scolded by Izay, she’d hold a grudge like a child, waiting for the next opportunity to retaliate.

However, now that Izay had established a relationship with Artemis, his mentality had changed. He now regarded her as a mischievous daughter (half).

At times like these, he didn’t argue back but calmly showed paternal concern.

Their relationship deepened bit by bit through every word exchanged, becoming quite “profound.”

Meanwhile… Philais, standing a step away from the two, was already dumbfounded.

This was the first time she saw how Lanti interacted with Izay.

Previously, she only heard Lanti talk about how Izay was this and that, knowing they were close. But it wasn’t until today that the three actually met.

Surprised and astonished, she couldn’t help but cover her cherry lips and giggle.

Because the sight of an immature adult lecturing an immature girl was undeniably funny.

Despite Izay’s old-fashioned demeanor, bolstered by his continuous chanting, it carried a certain charm.

Lanti’s eyes swirled, nearing combat incapacity.