Getting reborn: I will make a harem this time.-Chapter 128: Let them die

[Wait for a bit, my lazy ass just got home.]

He came after a while, and the moment he did, the 2 undead creatures attacked him.

From a far distance, it might seem that he was struggling or being evenly matched, but I, who knew his true strength from training, realised that he was only playing right now.

It made me sure that those were his, and he was the one behind all of this.

He was fooling all of them and was trying to make him seem like a hero.

Was that his plan? To be a hero?

Fooling everyone to think of him as a hero, but behind their back, he will be the demon king.

Is he doing this so he can help me? And us? To live a life of peace?

But that wasn’t the shocking or surprising part of this. It was the one when the grand elder asked if he would like to marry his daughter.

I was taken aback for a second, even though I had not gone as far as to ask him or even mention marriage yet, and how could he?

But then it made me think that he would end up with many more women in the future; he is just 10 and already has 4 women around him; how will the number grow when he gets to 20 or 30 or even 100?

Even if he doesn’t pick anyone he sees, there will be a lot.

She may be small right now, but she will grow in future, and he is also 10 right now anyway. Besides, he hates the grand elder, and the feeling between them is mutual; how will they feel if tied together as a son-in-law and father-in-law?

It definitely will be fun to see that.

So I agreed with his request. It wasn’t marriage right away; they were engaged and became fiancees.

Ayesha also agreed to this; for her, it was the best decision; she was hoping to put a stop to this relationship that we have between us; the poor girl doesn’t know what is about to happen in future.

Just me will never be able to handle him.

The elder left after that, leaving me, Ayesha and Ravi there. For a few seconds, there was an awkward silence among us.

Ayesha tried to make it less awkward, but she failed utterly.

"Let’s just go from here, I am too tired to remain here," Ravi spoke, and we could feel he was mad with our response.

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***Ravi’s P.O.V***

Let’s forget about all of this. I am finally free after a load of work; everything went as planned, even if a few unexpected things happened.

Now, let’s get onto what I was keeping on hold for 3 days.

My little dragon is raging to run amok.

The news about the current condition will be spread soon; let’s go before that; otherwise, we will get entangled with the useless shit.

"There must be the rooms for guests to rest who came here, right?" I asked.

Otherwise, I am fine with doing it in the chariot while we go back, but let’s keep it for later, I can’t show everything to the readers in a single day.

"There are," Ayesha replied to me.

"Alright, then let’s go, mother. I feel sleepy." I said, finally it was the time.

"Eh? You two... are you going to sleep together?" Ayesha asked.

Hmm? Why would she ask that? Well, it is weird that I still sleep with Mother, but we have done it for 10 years now; she never had any complaints before that.

"Yes. Why do you ask Mother?" I asked her.

She fidgeted when I asked her; her eyes couldn’t keep looking at us, trying her best not to show her restlessness.

Is she stressed about something?

"Umm, that..."

"Do you wish to join us? I wouldn’t mind that a single bit." I blurted out, a true emotion from the depths of my heart.

"NO. Why would you even think that I will?" As expected, she lashed out at me.

So it was not that she was jealous. Then it means that...

"You are an adult now, sleeping with your mother... don’t you think you should stop now? What would you do if people found out about that?"

So it was this, huh.

I can understand where she is coming from. By the concept of this world, I am an adult now.

So still sharing a bed with her... does seem weird. But who cares? I will even share the bed with their mother much less mine.

"Sigh~ this is what I hate about you... this is why you are like this, mother. Why would you even care about what others will think of you? You cared about their opinion of your rank and have been living like you have failed in your life. Have they come to check how you have been doing? Have they ever asked you how it felt? Or are you even okay after saving thousands of lives? No. They only spoke about your failing to ascend. And even if you ascend now, they won’t care or even give a damn about it, they will only hold expectations of you, and if you are not able to fulfil them, you will think of yourself as a failed person again. In the end, you will receive nothing, so why do you even bother to hear them? I know you love to help people, so do that. No need to think of how others will think of you; even if their opinion is good, that is not going to affect your life, and even if their opinion is bad, it won’t change anything."

This is the problem with people who want to maintain an image before others.

They will always try to maintain a good image before them, even if they get hurt in the process.

You can never make everyone happy and that is the truth. Every people find happiness in different things and the same goes for what they find good.

If all of them had the same opinion then the world wouldn’t have been like this.

If they all think that doing evil is bad, then no one would have done any bad things, but is that what happens in the world?

No.

They have different views, different perspectives and different opinions about things.

No matter what, you will never be liked by everyone.

(That’s why I sometimes get a 1-star rating, sadge life. Give me some reviews guys.)

I looked at Ayesha, she had a long face. Well, the truth is hard to accept.

"I apologise, I didn’t mean it that-"

"I hate it~" She murmured beneath her breath.

"Hmm?"

What does she hate? Me?

"I hate it when you act more mature than me. You are only 10, why not act like one? Did you not see that girl right now, she is 10, even older than you." She snapped.

There were even tears in her eyes. Did I hurt her too much?

She took out her chariot from her storage and left before I could do anything. I tried to stop her, trying to apologise to her, but she was gone.

Was I that harsh?

Fuck...

I can understand why she is like that, grown up as a princess of such a powerful race, she does have a responsibility to maintain a regal and noble image among everyone.

But I cannot accept the fact that she is hurting herself because of that cause.

Unless she gets over this facade of maintaining her image, it will be hard for her to grow more in future.

Sigh~ I now feel why, even after being the daughter of the sword saint, she decided to become a healer.

She is underconfident about her potential. She doesn’t feel like she will ever become like her mother. So she went a different path, where she would be praised for something else.

Still, I should apologise to her.

Women... why are they so emotionally driven? If it had been a man, he wouldn’t have given a damn about it.

"You went a bit harsh on her. Like us, she doesn’t have that privilege to ignore what others think of her."

"Yeah, she doesn’t. But she needs to if she wants to go further than this. The world is not all flowers. These people will never come to her rescue if she is ever in need, just like today. So why even care about them?"

None of those moved from their place today when those 2 undead attacked me beside these 2. So why even care about those ungrateful retards.

This is why I hate this world. I only need to be strong enough to save people whose opinion actually matters to me and everyone else... let them die; I won’t shed a drop of tears for them.

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