I'd boldly declared I'd conquer Halphas's legion, but I couldn't just walk away.
'It'd be unfair to leave like this.'
A whopping 170 women had come here hoping for my essence. Every single one had a bulging belly, filled to the brim with mana I'd directly injected.
'That should've all been my semen.'
Inside, I'd impregnated 170 people over 100 days, but once we got outside, it'd look like they got pregnant in just one day. I thought that was fine too, but thinking of Neras, I dropped the idea.
'Right now you're just testing the waters to have a 6-star born. Get your head straight.'
Wasn't it a child I was trying to conceive not out of love, but to birth Neras? That would make me the same trash as Forneus.
The grade of the child born doesn't matter. What matters is having a child through mutually happy sex—ras, which I keep insisting on.
'Still, all these girls came here wanting to get fucked by me.'
