Incompatible Interspecies Wives

135 – Face (2)

Ner followed Berg into a temporary lodging.

Berg told Baran to keep an eye on anyone coming around.

You notice how sensitive he is to this subject.

He didn’t even know it was because he probably expected a lot of words to come and go.

“……Haa.”

Berg secretly let out a short sigh.

The man who stopped breathing like that turns around.

Ner couldn’t say anything when he saw the berg he was facing.

There were many things I wanted to say, but nothing came out of my mouth.

Silence follows.

There was no conversation for a while, and she, Arwin, and Berg stood like that.

It was Arwin who finally opened fire.

“…What happened?”

I have already realized a lot, but the question seems to be demanding a definite answer from Berg.

“…What kind of relationship did you and the saintess have…?”

“…”

Berg suggests that.

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“…Shall we sit down?”

Ner shook his head vigorously at those words.

“…I hate it.”

I was angry.

I wanted to say and express that I was angry.

I don’t know if it’s childish, but he didn’t want to affirm any of his words.

As he had no reason to be angry, he might not have been able to do anything but resist.

It was Ner who hadn’t given me any room to act like this.

It was appropriate to see them as they were still friends. This happened while steadily moving to the next step.

So, even though I knew I had nothing to say right now… Even so, thinking about it again, as a wife, I wondered if this was a natural right.

“…Let me explain, Berg.”

She said clenching her fists.

Berg struggled with that statement for a long time.

Seeing him struggling was a wound to Ner.

It’s only natural for him, but… I hated seeing him in pain for another woman.

For Berg, a woman with such a meaning was enough for herself.

Ner was fighting an uphill battle to hide his soggy feelings.

In the meantime, Berg spoke as if he had made up his mind.

“…Was my hometown friend.”

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Berg said everything.

From meeting to parting.

It also explained many events that took place during that time.

How often did he visit her saintess?

How the saintess became an orphan.

How he took care of her after her.

How did you get along?

How she became a saint.

Even why Berg hates the Church of Hea.

It was clear that there was a missing story in the middle.

Berg hid how close they were.

But rather, it stimulated his imagination and tormented Ner even more.

I wonder if they even matched their mouths.

Of course I would have hugged you.

You may have tried holding hands and wearing pods.

Did you see her bare body?

Berg takes off his clothes whenever he sleeps, but did the saintess see that too?

“…”

…I wonder if Berg’s ‘mate of fate’ was that saint?

At that thought, a sharp pain crept into Ner’s chest.

If you look closely, the relationship between himself and Berg was nothing but a forced one.

It is a relationship in which the groups of each other agree.

On the other hand, the saintess and Berg were naturally friendly.

Even if you listen briefly, the memories of the two are much deeper than your own.

It was easy to see which relationship was more authentic.

That fact made me upset.

He hates the saintess whom he became close to through a natural relationship.

I was so jealous.

Why isn’t Berg the opponent of one’s destiny?

I love you so much.

In addition to this, I wonder if I have entered the gap between the people I love like this again.

At first, it was between her family and her mother.

Isn’t it that he broke the relationship between Berg and the saintess?

The more he continued thinking about it, the more blood rushed to Ner’s head.

It was difficult to digest the rushing emotions.

I didn’t know how to release the anger I felt.

I saw who Berg truly loved.

It was the first time I felt a sense of crisis.

I was still frustrated that his heart might be somewhere else.

Berg spoke to them like that.

“…I’m sorry to have to say this. But… It won’t happen anymore.”

Ner spat out at those words.

“…How can you believe that?”

Ner gasped in surprise even after he said it himself.

“…”

“…”

But then, when I met Berg’s eyes, my heart broke.

Nevertheless, he forced himself to maintain a calm tone.

I acted as if I was reasoning.

“…It’s not just once or twice. It’s the same with the Myoin tribe in Dems Village, and the dragon tribe leader at the mercenary meeting.”

“…”

“This time, even the saintess. How can you say this won’t happen anymore?”

Actually, Ner had no reason to say such a thing.

Berg has been cutting all women like a knife.

On the contrary, it was Ner who was sometimes flattered by that.

Berg did nothing wrong in all of this.

Actually, it was something I should feel grateful for pushing away an opponent with such accumulated memories.

But I didn’t want to.

I’m angry, but I didn’t want to ignore it.

So at the moment I was wielding as a weapon all the facts available to me.

She didn’t want to do this either, but her soggy feelings were bothering her.

Is it because of the past memories of not being loved?

I put a stricter standard on Berg, who showed deep affection for the first time.

Berg said, clenching her fists.

“…Because I promised. I will take no other wives besides you.”

Ner said, hiding her tears.

“That is natural. In the first place, all non-humans should only have one wife.”

“…”

Berg was silent.

He wouldn’t have had anything to say.

Maybe you don’t understand this situation.

Because loving someone is not a sin.

Ner knew that too, but he couldn’t help but feel angry.

Forcibly continues an irrational conversation.

Perhaps he wanted to hear Berg’s words that he loved only himself like an apology.

Ner hasn’t revealed his feelings to Berg yet, but he may have selfishly wanted Berg to come to him.

I don’t know if he wanted him to show courage instead of his courageous self.

It must have been a complaint to confirm his affection.

I wanted to hear it in words.

She’s not that saint. She loves herself.

He wanted Berg to love him as much as he loved Berg.

I felt like that would solve my feelings.

With that feeling, Ner turned his head.

I continued talking coldly without looking at him.

“…I play the role of a good wife for you. Why do you keep getting into trouble with other women? No matter how human you are, if I still think of our culture-“

“-I.”

Berg cuts Nere off.

He raised her head, looked at them with her sad eyes and said.

“……Only you are precious now.”

Ner’s heart is surprised by those words again.

As expected, Berg gave me the answer I wanted to hear the most.

She couldn’t say anything.

“…I want to draw a future with you.”

In Berg’s eyes, I could see an unshakable determination.

I can feel how sincere he is.

“…This time I just sorted out that last past.”

“…”

Ner knew it too.

Berg said that in a given situation, she made a choice that put them first.

If you look at it rationally, you cut off the person you’ve been with for years for the sake of yourself with whom you’ve only been together for a few months.

Maybe it’s because they know the difference.

The fear of losing the berg.

Everything about her was driving her.

Berg approached slowly.

Reaching out her hand one by one, he gently held her and Arwin’s hands.

“…I-“

-Pak!

Ner brushed away Berg’s touch.

I didn’t want to show off my anger right away.

I was afraid Berg would love someone else.

So, on this occasion, I had to put a clear stamp on it.

I don’t want to do things like this in the future.

Look only at me.

It was the first complaint she had made since falling in love with him.

The more you love, the more angry you become.

The more he is anxious, the more he behaves.

It was a defense mechanism.

“……I don’t want to hear it right now.”

Ner said.

I knew that if I did this, Berg would comfort me more fiercely.

For that, I had to push Berg away one step at a time.

Ner turns around.

I started walking towards the outside of the tent.

“…Ner.”

Berg looked at her like that and asked her worriedly.

“…Where are you going?”

“…Don’t look for me. I will come for a walk.”

Ner revealed his location to Berg even though he told him not to look for it.

He was sure to find him.

Even that seemed to prove his affection.

At that time, just the two of us should talk.

Ner went ahead, leaving Berg behind.

“…”

Then, one last time…I expressed my anger.

“…Human culture really doesn’t seem to suit us.”

It wasn’t even a lie.

The culture of the human race, which is not just looking at one person, was very difficult.

Of course, I knew Berg was different.

He only looked at himself and Arwin as women.

He was more dedicated than anyone else.

But that didn’t change the fact that she was involved in polygamy.

If I had known it would be like this… I should not have accepted Arwin.

Even this became her regret for her.

-Suck.

So Ner went outside.

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Arwin looked at Berg, who held his hand and looked in the direction Nere had left.

The man who doesn’t look at himself even now is savage.

When we have so little time together, why do we keep focusing on other things?

At the same time, I feel like an idiot for wanting Berg’s attention in this situation.

You really get to know your heart.

How did I end up in this situation?

Because of this feeling, I keep making nonsensical choices.

Even so, I couldn’t resist it, as if I was trapped in an emotional prison.

-Koo Woo-wook…

Arwin pressed Berg’s hand tightly.

Only then did his eyes turn to him.

Arwin said to Berg.

“…I understand Ner’s anger.”

“…”

“Berg might not understand. Nere couldn’t have loved you, so why is he so angry?”

“…No. I am…”

“But we are people too, Berg. No matter how much you don’t share your feelings of love… As a wife, I don’t like this situation.”

“…”

“I’ve said it many times…We also have face. If it’s like this all the time…”

Arwin bit his lip.

Should he hurt Berg here?

There are many mean things I want to say.

Obviously, Berg might be shocked… But he also knew that if he uttered these words to that extent, Berg would behave more kindly in the future.

Did he say holding back is always the hardest thing?

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Arwin eventually tells Berg to relieve the pain he feels in his heart.

“…If you keep being like this, I can’t be sure of you either.”

Berg blinked his eyes and inhaled slowly. He slightly turns his gaze, expressing his regret.

“…I can’t even make a covenant…I can’t.”

As if whispering, Arwin muttered.

As much as he knew Berg wanted his heart, Arwin used it as a weapon.

If it’s like this, it conveys that you can’t give your heart.

…Sigh.

Berg let go of Arwin’s hand at that moment.

“…Ah.”

Have you crossed the line?

While Arwin was startled, Berg’s hand came up and touched her cheek.

“…”

“..”

Her rough hands wrap around her soft cheeks.

“…Arwin. Trust me.”

Soon he said firmly.

Hide all other emotions and speak slowly.

“…I swore an oath.”

Arwin asked at that.

“Are you doing this because of an oath?”

I have to go through each and every one.

“…If that’s the case, I don’t need it. I hate it if you do this out of a sense of duty.”

It was Berg who had saved herself from the World Tree from the moment of her marriage.

He remembers that at the time he thought he was a man who kept his oaths.

But if that was all, I didn’t like it anymore.

I wanted to leave the oath and act from the heart.

She spat out her empty words.

“…As I said at the beginning, I don’t care if you’re awkward.”

A lie like this was something he could say because he knew Berg.

In the meantime, I pushed Berg hard, but he relentlessly approached me.

Because I know that this is not a Berg that would suddenly give up, I can say such cruel things.

As expected, Berg shook his head.

“…No, Arwin. It started like that, but now you are really precious.”

“…”

“…If I didn’t like you, I wouldn’t be able to do everything I’ve ever done.”

Once again, Berg gives the answer he wanted as if it were the correct answer.

In the end, Arwyn couldn’t meet Berg’s eyes.

Between uncomfortable feelings, a fluttering pounding shakes her chest.

Memories with Berg come to mind again.

The way he smiled, and the moments when he did me a favor.

…It was clearly something that could not be done without affection.

Without affection, he would not have waited for the covenant.

He wouldn’t have wiped away the tears while hugging me.

Arwin immediately closed his eyes and held Berg’s hand on his cheek.

“…”

“…”

Since standing there like that, I momentarily want to be hugged by him.

I wanted a sense of stability after fighting like this.

A weak image that you didn’t even know about keeps popping up.

I was proud that I had a platform of my own while facing the elders of the elves for 170 years… But in front of Berg, I only see the side I’ve been hiding.

…But those words weren’t the ones that eventually left her mouth.

“…Will watch.”

Speaks without letting go of Berg’s hand.

“…I was very disappointed this time.”

“…”

It was a lie.

There was nothing disappointing about it.

But as Berg swept the ball, his thumb slowly stiffened.

Even this was as intended.

I hoped he would keep this memory alive.

To make sure this doesn’t happen again.

60 Years.

I believed that in order to spend those years properly receiving love…A moment like this is necessary.