Kaida's lips trembled.

She wanted to yell at him—to tell him that yes, she didn't know many curses because she'd spent her whole life training with a sword instead of sitting around learning creative insults—but she couldn't.

She just breathed. In and out. Slowly. Trying to calm the storm raging inside her chest.

Her eyes traced over his body. The soft, chubby build so different from the hardened warriors she'd trained with.

The delicate skin unmarred by the scars that covered her own body.

Not a single scar on his body unlike her made him look more human than her.

And his cock—massive, throbbing, that swollen crimson head still leaking pre-cum onto the sheets.

It made her feel strange. Hot. Confused.

Why would he come into this abandoned village area and target older women or even her? There were far more beautiful noble women, or even servants, within the main cities, not the countryside.

He could bed as many women as he wants. Being a nobleman, he could easily do that, and no one could do anything about it.

That's how the aristocracy was; that's what Kaida had seen and experienced during the time when she realized that if they were not given what they wanted, they simply destroyed it.

Either it is pride or power that seems far higher than them. Nothing survives against those wolves like bastards.

Viktor, observing her gaze, suddenly said, "Should I strip away my nobleman title?"

Kaida blinked. "What?"

Hearing his words unexpectedly while she was reflecting on past business drew her attention more to what he was saying.

"I mean," Viktor continued, his tone almost casual, "Mira told me you hate noblemen. Especially fat noblemen. So I could remove my title. Maybe lose some weight too."

Kaida's mouth twitched. Her eyebrows lifted as she stared at him like he'd just grown a second head.

'Did Mira tell him everything? No... she must have not—' Kaida's mouth parted but closed as she thought about how much of her sister had sold her. And none other than this pervert, but she doesn't have the strength to yell at him or do something, except simply show her frustration due to his words that were influencing her too much.

"What nonsense are you spouting now?" She took a shaky breath before adding, her voice rising slightly, "Just pounce on me like you did on my sister! Blackmail me too! Ravage me like them, you pervert!"

Viktor chuckled again, but this time his expression grew serious. Slowly, he pushed himself up from her lap, sitting cross-legged in front of her.

He exhaled, his head tilting back slightly as he seemed to gather his thoughts.

'Haah, it's a bet then.' It was as if he reached a conclusion, a conclusion that one day he would have to reveal.

So rather than revealing it to his perverted wife, his overprotective nanny, or Bella, whom he still had to free from slavery, he decided to pour his burden onto this one, the one to whom he somehow seemed to have given his heart.

His heart felt like it was beating with each moan, the presence of his wives now teasing them.

So shouldn't he start with the soon-to-be wife who needs his biggest teasing?

"Will you believe me," he said quietly, his eyes locking onto hers, "if I told you that I have an awakened ability... where the more women I sleep with, the stronger I get?"

Kaida flinched. Her eyes slowly lifted to meet his, blinking in confusion. "What did you say?"

Viktor inhaled deeply. "Let me add another line, since I know you already heard it." He paused, then continued, his voice steady and serious. "And the moment my wives bear children... they get those powers too. Awakened abilities."

'!'

Kaida's mouth fell open. Her mind went completely blank for several seconds before it started racing.

"What the hell are you spouting, you bastard?!" she finally managed to choke out.

She was shocked. Genuinely, utterly shocked.

She didn't understand why he was telling her this.

First of all, it was impossible.

Even Mythical-class abilities didn't work like that. They couldn't override or transfer to others—they were uniquely attached to the awakened individual from birth or awaken in special circumstances.

'What kind of bullshit—' But before she could utter more, her eyes saw again that serious look, the sharp gauge of his dark eyes, unflinching as if he were not joking.

But if he was telling the truth...

If he was actually telling the truth, then him revealing this to her was insane. Suicidal, even.

It was... what was the word? She couldn't name it. Couldn't put her finger on why this felt so wrong and yet so—

'Wait... no, did he sleep with Mira by doing this fake promise...' Kaida even wanted to doubt that he scammed her sister, but she thought Mira would not just give her own body like that out of greed, causing her to shake her head, and it was as if Viktor read through her mind.

"No one knows about it except you," Viktor said, cutting through her spiraling thoughts. "I haven't even told Mira yet."

Kaida blinked, visibly taken aback.

'Mira doesn't know either?' The thought screamed through her mind. 'Then why me?!"

"You must be thinking 'why me,' don't you?" Viktor said, reading her expression perfectly.

Kaida wanted to say it—wanted to demand an answer—but she couldn't. She was too confused, too shocked, too surprised.

'Woaah... H-hey... what...' Kaida wanted to yell, create a ruckus, banter with him, and argue, but seeing him become so genuine, serious, and firm, as if she was an open book to him, she couldn't say much.

She just tried to put her thoughts together, which collapsed the moment they arose.

The whole atmosphere had shifted so suddenly, becoming dense and heavy with something she couldn't name.

It could be possible he was just trying to fulfill some perverted fantasy. Some weird manipulation tactic.

But... the issue was...

Even if he didn't tell her any of this, he could just sleep with her anyway. She couldn't protest—she'd literally told her sister to leave her here with him. He could enjoy her all night like an animal if he wanted.

She was helpless.

But he...

'Why does he trust me?', Kaida's first doubt was whether he was really speaking the truth, and if so, why her and not Mira or anyone else. But she, to be honest, would really sell him off to save Mira. If not for Mira's attachment to him, she might have even pulled her dagger and pierced through his neck.

"Naturally, I don't trust any of you," Viktor said suddenly, his voice flat.

'!?!'

Kaida flinched.

"But I know," he continued, his gaze never leaving hers and it was more to himself than to her, "that if I keep living in fear—if I don't tell anyone because I'm worried it might be used against me—then I might start to doubt everyone."

He paused, then added, "Either way... Mira and Helena will both bear my children in three months. Maybe even less, and inevitably be aware of it all."

"Wait, wait, WAIT!" Kaida's voice rose in panic, her hands swinging as she tried to make sense of things, like a butterfly about to flutter and fly away, overwhelmed by all the emotions bombarding her one after another. "What are you saying? Three months?! They don't even have bellies! What are you even—"

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