After Retirement, Living a Stud Life in Another World - 163

## Chapter 163: Aftermath

“Mother has finally accepted it.”

“Huh? Accepted what?”

As usual, Beato is not very forthcoming with family matters. What exactly has she accepted?

“Of course, that sister Clara will not engage in any political marriage in the future and will remain single for life.”

“What?”

I don’t get it. Sure, since she’s pregnant, she can’t exactly jump into a new relationship, but as a princess, even if she has a child, there are plenty of men who would want to marry her, regardless of their intentions. Especially among the chancellor’s faction, there are many nobles who would eagerly offer a handsome young man from their family to marry her to increase their power.

“Sometimes, Lutz, you can be very dense. Clara would never allow any man other than you to touch her.”

Really? In this medieval-like world, royal and noble marriages are typically loveless and based on mutual benefits. Clara, being a “good girl,” should understand that, shouldn’t she?

“Your thinking is right. I also once thought the same.”

Huh? Beato’s words are starting to take on a rather eerie tone.

“But once touched by you, and embraced by you, it’s impossible to think of being with any other man. I also underestimated this… but now I find myself unable to part from you, Lutz.”

Whoa. Her blunt words are probably an expression of deep affection. Initially, our relationship began with a calculated desire to secure my seed, but now, Beato sincerely cares for me. I can’t help but feel a surge of happiness.

“Of course, Lutz is my spouse. Marrying sister Clara, who appears to oppose us, would not be accepted by the nobles or the citizens. So, she will remain unmarried.”

Hmm, isn’t that unfortunate for Clara? I don’t want to sound like a relic from the Showa era, saying, “A woman’s happiness is marriage!” But having a partner to share your life with is definitely better than being alone.

“It’s okay. Sister Clara will have an exceptionally talented child. A fetus capable of receiving and aiding S-class light magic is unprecedented. Even if the magic power isn’t exceptional, a child with superb magic control will certainly be born. And that child will be Lutz’s own reflection, whom sister Clara loves, or rather, worships. Protecting that child will be her purpose and joy in life.”

Ugh, Clara’s pure affection for me is wonderful, but… it feels too intense, almost like an obsession. For someone like me, who will likely father many children with various women, it feels overwhelming.

“I can understand sister Clara’s feelings well. Lutz is already an invaluable treasure to Berzenbrück. And yet… today, Lutz, without regard for your own life, saved me and our unborn child. Thank you, I love you more than anything in the world.”

Beato may not have the same blind purity as Clara, but she harbors equally strong feelings and gazes at me with her emerald-green eyes. It’s only natural to kiss her and explore each other’s emotions in the heat of the moment. But as my hand, wrapped around her waist, tries to make a forbidden move, Beato gently stops me.

“It could affect the child in my womb. It’s my first, so I’m also quite scared. I’m glad you desire me, but let’s wait until we can see this child’s face safely.”

“Y-yeah.”

I’m so weak. While Beato is trying her best to protect our new life, I quickly give in to temptation and act like a hormonal teenager.

“There is a woman you should embrace tonight. Don’t forget today’s greatest contributor.”

I’m not so dense that I can’t understand her suggestion. I nod quietly, picturing the vibrant strawberry blonde in my mind.

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“I’ve heard we might be able to trace the mastermind behind this incident.”

My childhood friend, still catching her breath, murmurs while pressing her modest bosom against my left arm. The Dark Clan has been working hard to uncover the motives behind this attack, but the reports now come to me via Gretel. This change is partly due to Ayaka’s wedding preparations, which have brought Kanako and Gretel closer. Additionally, it seems those in the Dark Clan in the capital view the control of the Stuttgart marquessate as being held by “the lady of the house.”

The direct perpetrator who gave instructions was a small fry named Viscount Verdan, but it’s unlikely he planned to kill the crown princess on his own. There must be a mastermind of a higher rank, such as a marquis or a duke, but the enemy is not stupid; they wouldn’t leave any evidence linking them.

“I see… we’ll have to rely on Kanako.”

Regardless, those who target Beato will not be forgiven. Gretel and I silently reaffirm our resolve with our eyes.