Judas lowered his head back onto Ezra's chest, closing his eyes, but his mind shifted gears from romance to strategy.
The danger of the bandits was still looming over him and his wives.
His bonded spirits, Nubble and Nibble, had been busy scouting the whole village. They had reported that the bandits were disguised as merchants, infiltrating the village and silently kidnapping women.
'There are more than twenty of them inside the village right now,' Judas thought. 'And according to Nibble, the strongest one leading the group in the village is a Strength Attribute Awakened.'
That wasn't the worst part. From Zephriya, Judas had learned the true hierarchy. The man in the village was just a subordinate.
The real boss, the one pulling the strings from the shadows, was an Apprentice Sword Master.
'I can't fight an Apprentice Sword Master,' Judas admitted to himself. 'Not yet. Unless I improve my Sword Slash to Level 20, I'd lose.'
He could simply order Nubble and Nibble to team up and assassinate the Strength user in the village tonight.
They could probably do it. But if the subordinate died, the Apprentice Sword Master would be alarmed. He might come personally, or bring a larger force.
Judas needed an ace in the hole. A trump card.
He thought about the Lucky Draw. He had pulled the spirit monsters, which was great. But the incident with Zephriya, where he failed to get healing potions when he desperately needed them, had taught him a lesson.
He couldn't rely on luck to save his family.
'I need a guarantee.'
He navigated the System Market in his mind's eye. He scrolled past the potions and the basic weapons until his mental cursor landed on a specific item.
He grinned.
[Mana Missile Talisman]
[Rank: Adept]
[Cost: 10,000 Affection Points]
[Description: Unleashes a condensed sphere of volatile mana. Capable of obliterating a 20-meter radius. One-time use.]
It was expensive. Extremely expensive. But it was a nuke. If he had that talisman, even an Apprentice Sword Master would be turned into ash if caught off guard.
'I need points,' Judas thought. 'Lots of them.'
From Ezra, he was gaining them steadily just by cuddling. He could probably farm points from Nina and Luna by being a bit proactive later.
The idea of "farming" his wives for points was strange, but honestly, it was exciting. It gave him an excuse to be as affectionate and shameless as he wanted.
Not that he needed an excuse for that. With his wives, he could do anything openly.
"Husband," Ezra's voice broke his concentration. She was frowning down at him. "What have you been looking at my face for this long? Is there... something on my face?"
She touched her cheek self-consciously.
Judas blinked, realizing he had been staring intensely at her while browsing the shop in his head.
A mischievous idea sparked in his brain. A quick way to generate a reaction—and maybe some points.
He grinned, submerging his entire face into her embrace again, nuzzling deeply.
"Can I call you Mommy?" he mumbled.
Ezra froze. "What?"
Judas looked up, making his eyes as big and round as possible. He channeled every ounce of Korean drama knowledge he possessed from Earth. He pouted his lips and performed aigoo.
"Mommy... I want milk..." he whined playfully.
Ezra's brain short-circuited.
'Mommy? Milk?'
Her thoughts ran wild. Her face turned a shade of red that rivaled a ripe tomato. She looked down at her chest, then back at Judas, her eyes spinning with confusion and embarrassment.
"I-I have no milk!" she stuttered, her voice squeaking.
Judas's smile widened. He had her. This was hilarious.
"It's fine, Mommy," he purred, his voice dropping an octave to be husky and suggestive. "I am an expert in milking."
He waited to see her shy squeak or a flustered slap on the shoulder. But he forgot she wasn't Nina or Luna.
Ezra took a deep breath. The blush remained on her cheeks, but a mischievous light flashed in her eyes as her lips curled up, sending a creeping coldness down his spine.
"You are an expert?" she asked, scoffing.
"The best," Judas boasted, nodding to himself.
"That is strange," Ezra said, tilting her head innocently. "Because you appeared to be a complete newbie that day with Nina."
Judas's smile faltered.
Ezra leaned in closer, whispering into his ear so the others wouldn't hear, though her voice carried perfectly to him. "She even cried out when you entered the wrong hole."
Judas's smile froze completely. He turned to stone.
Ezra pulled back, her lips rising into a victorious, beautiful, and utterly savage smile.
"I doubt you are capable of milking me, before..." she lowered her voice, "I milk you dry."
From across the room, Zephriya watched the interaction with confusion, while Nina and Luna giggled, having sensed a shift in the power dynamic.
For the first time, the Shameless Husband had been silenced.
But who was Judas?
If he declared himself the second most shameless man in existence, no one would dare claim first place.
That was simply the kind of man he was.
Although he had been stunned for a moment, perhaps a moment too long, he returned to his true self quickly. The notion of being dominated by his wife actually sounded exciting to him.
Nina and Luna were both usually dominated by him, so a reversal of roles did not sound bad at all.
Also...
Hehe.
Who said he had to be truly weak just to be submissive? A new term formed in his mind. Aggressively submissive.
"Mommy..." Judas whined. He bit his lip and wrapped his arms around his own chest in a mock embrace of self-protection. "Please have mercy. I... I am scared."
Inside Zephriya's head, the Princess screamed into the void.
'Summer. Come out. I am done. Forget it. No. I am going to sleep for another hundred years. The cringe. Hell no.'
But Summer had already wisely shut off her consciousness to escape the scene.
Judas ignored the silent judgment filling the room and committed to the act. Ezra looked stunned at first, but then her eyes curled into a crescent smile.
"Mercy depends on your sincerity," she purred. She paused and looked up at the stunned audience of Nina, Luna, and the fake-fainted Zephriya. "Are you girls watching us or joining us?"
Nina and Luna shook their heads frantically.
"You can take him for the whole night!" they shouted in unison before dragging Zephriya's limp body toward the side room.
Ezra returned her gaze to Judas.
"So how do you want me to show my sincerity?" Judas asked, blinking innocently.
Ezra tapped her chin, pretending to be deep in thought. "How about you show me... exactly how you plan to milk me?"
She hooked her fingers into the neckline of her dress and pulled the fabric down slowly, revealing the pale, soft swell of her breasts.
Judas swallowed hard. "Sure... Mommy."
He wasted no time as his mouth moved to meet her skin.