Hero Manufacturing Machine ~A Job to Make Children~

As I expected, I was summoned back to the king's private room that night.

Would you like me to call?

Hmm.

"Is this about Masayano?

"That's a good guess. Exactly. Looks like there was some sort of interaction with Masayano."

"Yes"

"Following Kazhaine, Masayano said that he could give up his virginity if he were you, and that he wanted to have a child if he was your son."

"Yes, I've heard from him."

"I've never seen anything like it before. I'm glad to hear that. No way, I never dreamed it would be you."

"Yes, it's up to me to get upset without any patterns, because I was watery in my sleep too."

"You know it depends, don't you? As I told you, I want you to do your part with Masayano."

"Is that an order? If you give me an order, I will take it regardless of my will."

"Just like last time, it's up to you. I don't mind if you refuse. On the contrary, if you think you can hold Masayano, I want you to hold him. That's what I want very much."

"I understand. We take it very seriously."

I answered immediately.

"Are you lost this time?

"Masayano didn't seem willing to marry from the beginning. I came to the idea that it would be more meaningful for me to have a child than for my daughter to rot like that."

I see. Thank you. Now, as in Kazhaine, let's prepare a suitable face-to-face horse breeder from afar. "

"Yes, thank you for your patience."

"It's not a bloodline example, it's beautiful, and it's capable as a brave man. There must be no shortage of people to have your baby."

"I am a daughter who has gone too far. If it comes true, I would like to give it to a man who is worthy of her, but such a man is hard to find."

Mysteriously, I answered.

"There's no other way. Nearly all the people around there are men lined up, and I don't think they know what you're capable of. I can't help but look like another man is boring."

"You appreciate me a lot. Excessive honor."

I lowered my head deeply.

"You underestimate yourself. Compared to the brave men of all time, you're not as fierce as you are."

"I'm sorry."

"I don't know if it's a parent to say this."

I will say this after putting it in front of me.

"I honestly expect you and Masayano's son. I wonder how wonderful a child will be."

As the king says, the sons of the brave and the brave among the blood.

Hopefully, no one knows how many brave men of good blood will be born.

"Blood is not all, but you and the son of Masayano. I can't look forward to seeing her face anymore."

It's a quick story to say that you haven't even planted it yet.

The king who awaits me and the son of Masayano, grandchildren and great-grandchildren, is still the parent and grandfather of man.

"I'll tell you about the sunset later. That's it for tonight. You can back off."

"Yes, excuse me."

Anyway, this is the end of the private conversation between me and the king's men.