Extra's Harem: Invincibility Starts with Marriage and lots of Children

"Do you even know what you did, Mialthara!"

'!'

"What the..." It was the fleeting moment when Olea's sudden outburst after arrival made me stumble back, but I halted again as my back met with the delicate palm of my wife standing just behind me.

Clearly, she had arrived at a much faster speed to protect me from that sudden outburst, yet halted, considering it appeared Aleriana wanted to know the reason for Olea's reaction.

I was also curious, given I was clearly aware of the reaction Olea gave me when she first heard Mialthara's information from me—considering she was aware that this woman was known as the Blood Demoness. But now, her acting like this even after knowing Mialthara's identity only meant there was something serious.

"Remove your blade, girl, if you want to live, that is," Mialthara's eyes suddenly blazed, making me realize that she had just tried to use her blood manipulation on Olea while holding her sword, blocking it with her elongated nails, which appeared more like blades.

"Y-you," Mialthara literally glared at me in that instant, given how I had just nullified her ability. I didn't want there to be some bloodbath, given Olea and Mialthara both were important to me. And even if Olea were to slice her sword through Mialthara, she wasn't going to die anyway. So it's better to just control Mialthara.

'Meh, just answer her.' Giving a shrug of my shoulder, I raised my eyebrow, pointing towards Olea while trying to clearly make Mialthara realize that she should first answer Olea's question rather than glaring at me.

"Olea, calm down. What happened?" Aleriana was the one to call out Olea, as she also sensed the severity of the situation for Olea to react in such a way. Her hand firmly gripped the sword whose blade was blocked by Mialthara, glaring with clear intensity.

"Princess, this woman had spread the false information throughout the kingdom that she is the wife of Master Kyle!"

'Eh? What?' As I heard those words from Olea, my mind first went blank before I slumped, realizing that the expected thing I thought Mialthara would definitely do to take her revenge was this shit.

Out of all the things she could have done, she chose to spread this rumor, making me realize how stupid it was—given no one was going to believe it.

"H-husband, why h-her?"

'Huh?' But the voice came pretty fast, turning my gaze towards Aleriana as she stood clearly flabbergasted, her eyes giving me a judging look as if she clearly believed that I had secretly married that blood woman.

"Wh-what? N-no, come on. I may like the juice of a woman, but definitely not a woman made out of crimson juice." Whatever came to my mouth, I uttered, looking towards Aleriana, who clearly seemed to believe it.

Unlike Olea, who was doubting it was spread by Mialthara, she didn't for a moment seem to doubt it as a myth—as if she had already decided my character as a playboy who would go around marrying everyone.

"....."

"....."

[....]

"Ahem, I mean, I promise, she just spread the fake information!" And here, even being innocent, I realized how it feels to be doubted by the person whom one believes in the most. Looking towards Aleriana, I felt my heart sadden, as she seemed to not even believe her husband. I waved my hand, gesturing towards Mialthara, seeing how everyone had a blank look after hearing my statement.

"Do you?" Aleriana just gave a look to Mialthara before inquiring.

'At least trust me, wife!' I felt my world turn upside down as I saw that last two-step verification from Aleriana directly to Mialthara, not even believing my words in this matter where I can't just marry anyone.

"Yes, so what?" Mialthara scoffed, giving a clear glare to Aleriana, making me cover my smile through my knuckles, feeling so much joy, given finally I was proven innocent.

'Thank you, Mia.' As I was just celebrating my victory of innocence, I heard the sharp malice in the voice of Aleriana, cooled with a sound of a whip belonging to the light that materialized a sword in her hand.

"Fine then. Now tell me, why did you drag my husband into your mess?" Aleriana's voice was sharp, with her hand holding the blade freshly summoned from her dimensional ring, as she moved forward toward Mialthara.

'Shit!' Suddenly realizing the direction this whole thing was going—towards a battle that might erupt at any moment—I interjected.

"Wait, wait, beauties, how about dealing with things peacefully here?" With me coming in the middle of them, one hand stretched to stop Olea and Mialthara's blades, I tried to separate them as I finally placed a hand on them.

Scrch.

'Damn it.' Swiftly yanking my hand back, I saw my finger had a cut, even though I had only tried to get near that nail, made out of red blood. It had directly penetrated the Qi formed by Aleriana. I looked at the blood before glaring toward Mialthara.

"Pull back those sharp cat nails." Saying that seriously, I gave my bleeding finger to Aleriana's hand, adding, "Heal it a bit, wife."

"...."

Again, they gave that blank look—Mialthara and Olea glancing toward my finger as if surprised to see me getting injured just by the touch of her nail. Mialthara looked at her nail, retreating her hand.

Tilting her head and narrowing her gaze, she seemed to give me a look full of confusion, as if wondering how I got injured when I'd shown so much power in front of her.

"Did you just get injured?" Mialthara seemed to be half-smiling, half-inquiring, as if she'd just found some big weakness in me.

"Olea, you shouldn't have reacted in such a way." I ignored Mialthara—she was a lost cause, and trying to explain things to her would only give me a headache.

The first one to reprimand was Olea, considering the way she barged in here and directly attacked Mialthara.

If not for me nullifying that blood ability, Mialthara most probably would have killed Olea.

If she reacted in such a way in front of me, there was a high probability they might entangle in a fight outside of my domain.

And if that really happened, Olea would definitely be killed.

"I-I..." Olea's lips only parted while looking at me before turning downward, as if realizing her mistake.

It was quite a sight to see, considering she really seemed to give weight to my words.

"And Mialthara, stop now or I will really kill you." As I turned toward Aleriana, I felt that psychopathic Mialthara pulling out one of her nails from the fourth finger, slowly stretching it toward me—thinking if she might be able to poke my back and pierce from behind, without knowing that I could feel everything vividly within my domain.

I warned her not to pull such stunts again.

She was valuable to me—but not more than my life.

"....You don't even understand a joke, do you?"

'Even you believe yourself?' I felt my mouth twitch as she actually laughed it off as a joke, despite the fact she really was trying to poke me with that finger after seeing I could be injured by it.

She retracted her hand and folded her arms, atleast showing that she definitely feared me to some extent.

"Here." Pulling my attention back was the voice of Aleriana. I turned, only to see her taking out a transparent glass bottle filled with green liquid and beginning to pour it on my finger.

"What are you doing?" I inquired, narrowing my gaze at Aleriana, who had vanished her sword and was now trying to apply a healing potion to my cut—completely doing it wrong and wasting such a precious potion when she was definitely lacking money.

"Huh? Healing your finger?" Her reply came as naive as she was, not understanding a thing about romance, prompting me to sigh before just stretching my finger and placing it on her lips.

"Suck it."

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