Sougen no Okite ~Shii Yatsu ga Moteru, Ii Buzoku ni Umarekawatta zo~

Two years have passed since I came to your husband.

In my first year I gave birth to a girl and this year I gave birth to a boy in remembrance.

Your husband and you are all kind and happy every day.

There have been about three new slave wives when it comes to things that have changed in the course of two years.

It's normal that if there were so many slave wives, there would be a fight for a woman to conceive your husband's child, but the amazing thing about your husband is that he makes everyone conceive properly every year.

I'm pregnant with your husband's third child even though she's already thirty-two years old.

Among the more slave wives is Mr. Glynn.

That time, we fought, but now we're very close.

Mr. Glynn is now gently stroking his big stomach and waiting now or not for your husband's child to be born.

Ag people came to Longa's settlement today to discuss it.

When I saw the entrance to the settlement, Master Sibal and several of his servants, it was Lion who was among them.

Outside the settlement, I and Lion were the only ones who could get through to the location and I was there.

Lyon showed up there waiting on the spot.

"Lion."

"Shree."

Me and Lion called each other names.

However, the distance between the two remains remote.

We can't hug each other like we used to.

"Lion, why are you here?

"Me, my arm was recognized and I was elevated to a fighter with a sibal. That's why I followed Master Sibal this time. Because now Sibal is in the middle of a discussion between Temsy and Jumka."

"Really, you're born."

"Oh, now I have two kids and I have plenty of them every day."

Two kids, maybe the one my sister gave birth to......

Oh, I didn't want to hear it.

"Shree, I'm still talking about you..."

"You shouldn't. Don't say any more."

I know what Lion's trying to say.

The moment I saw Lion, too, I could see it getting hot in my body.

Maybe if they hug me, I'll remember the old days.

That's not just betrayal of your husband.

Your husband is gentle. That's what treats me so many times better than the treatment of a slave wife I hear elsewhere.

I am satisfied with having your husband's child.

So, so...

Lion is getting closer and closer.

I have to put my hand forward or back to refuse.

But I can't move my hands or legs.

Eventually, Lion took my hand and held me as I was.

Tears overflow from the eyes.

Happiness embraced by Lion, the grief that has betrayed your husband, both make my tears unstoppable.

"Shree, was it hard? Is it so hard in Jumka's place?

Lion is making a mistake.

Your husband's place is filled with happiness rather than spicy.

I have to solve a misunderstanding, but I don't have a voice.

They were held by Lion until the tears subsided, and they went straight back to their place.

Only cattle were there on the spot.

Next day

I woke up in the beds of the women who were not called at night.

It is quite easy to draw water in the morning with Mr. Noel present.

It happened when breakfast was over and I tried to start cleaning.

The chief and Sibal came into Pao and seized me.

We had a husband behind us, but I'm going to stare at this one with a sad face.

"You're sure in Shree, aren't you?

Master Sibal asked the man next to your husband.

"Yes, definitely. I swear to you, Dems."

The man who was lying next to me was Mr. Gantz, your husband's fighter under his command.

He's a fighter and a southerner who takes care of the cattle we keep at home.

"Shree, this man reported that you were engaged in unjust intercourse with the fighter Lion all yesterday. Answer honestly."

That's what Master Sibal has heard in his sad voice.

Can you get away with it? Probably not possible.

"Yes, Master Lion and I have met confidentially. But we're not intimate."

"Master Jumka, forgive me for speaking."

"Okay."

"Lord Shree had met and embraced men and wept. And the man was more comforting with that. Only my son, who turns two, has seen it, but I swear to you, Master Dems, I am not lying."

Mr Ganz said so with dignity.

Oh, you've been watched that far, you can't get away with it anymore.

"Did I say Gantz? Is it that heavy in the south to swear to the Dems?

"Yes, if you swear to Master Dems, if it's a lie, it means you won't complain if you're condemned to death."

"That's it... What do you say, Shree?

"Master Ganz is right. I met and embraced Master Lion."

I pleaded guilty.

Then I was sitting alone in Pao.

I hear Master Lucci reprimanding your husband from afar.

Maybe Master Lucci is mad at me for saying that I should lighten my sins because it's about your husband... Your husband is like that.

But that shouldn't happen. A wrongdoing woman is a capital offense for whatever reason.

There is only a difference in what method of execution.

Do you want to be decapitated, hammered by a horse, tied with your hands and feet, pulled by a horse, or taken naked to a wolf's nest?

It seems that even in the teachings of the Dems of the South, where Mr. Ganz was complaining so angrily, the unjust smuggling of women is the greatest sin.

Within that day I was transferred to Pao for sinners.

I woke up two days waiting for the day of my execution to come.

I was prompted to leave Pao and stand in the settlement square.

In front of me, Lion had his arms tied behind his back and sat down. On the side is Master Mukai with a sword.

The chief and Sibal lowered their hands in anticipation of my appearance.

The sword was lowered and Lion's neck jumped high in the sky.

It will be my turn next.

Now what kind of execution would it be......

"Jumka sentences his slave wife, Shree, to a horse-trampled sentence for the crime of unrighteous smuggling. I will enslave my son, and I will punish my daughter with the same sentence."

Oh, was my son saved...

My daughter had given up. A daughter who inherits the blood of a wrongdoing woman will not be allowed to live.

Naturally, my son also thought it was a death sentence. But survive as a slave.

Maybe your husband did. I think maybe my son's life was the limit.

I moved on and put my legs in the bag where the slave men were opening their mouths and hugging my daughter.

The bag covered me and my mouth occupied and darkened.

I am lifted and carried.

From now on I will be placed on the meadow and stomped on by many horses.

Execution without the wound of a blade. Maybe your husband arranged this too.

They put me on the ground and I waited for the shock to come.

For the record.

Later, in Ag's settlement, angry Sibal executed all of Shree's mother, sisters of the same belly.

There was nothing I could do about this in Jumka.