"Roland, I can't help you to give birth to more children from now on."

"How about you marry a few more?"

"I don't mind!"

After a stormy night, Janet lay in Roland's arms and suddenly spoke up. She knew how much her husband desired a child.

To avoid affecting their marital relationship and to strengthen the bloodline of the Weiss family, she didn't mind her husband finding a few women to help him have children.

For nobles, having multiple women was normal. Someone as devoted as Roland was rare, which was why she felt indebted to him.

"Don't joke around! I only love you."

Upon hearing this, Roland thought his wife was 'testing' him and quickly spoke up.

"I'm not joking! That half-elf girl from the Adventure Team of the Purple Hyacinth was quite good. She's beautiful and has a good figure, clearly fit for childbearing."

"If you could marry her, she could help you have more children, Roland."

"Also, the illegitimate daughters of Baron Kahn and Baron Pauli around us have reached marriageable age, and their looks are quite good. If you're willing, you can marry them too."

"With the current strength of our Weiss family, I believe Baron Kahn and Baron Pauli wouldn't refuse this alliance..."

Janet analysed seriously.

"..."

Seeing his wife's increasingly absurd words, Roland was speechless.

What was happening today?

Could Janet have been enchanted?

Should he call for the church to see if someone had used witchcraft on her?

Otherwise, why would she suddenly want to help him find mistresses to have children?

A woman's heart is like the bottom of the sea.

Before understanding his wife's thoughts, Roland chose to change the topic and brush this matter aside.

However…

He truly underestimated Janet's determination.

Knowing that she couldn't bear children anymore in the coming years, she decided to find several mistresses for her husband, completely freeing herself from the task of giving birth.

There was no other way…

Having been doing this for so long, she was starting to feel a bit scared. She had to find a few helpers to share the burden.

She had also reconciled with Priya and obtained Priya's approval. She even started crafting shady plans to push Roland, but Roland, being someone from the 21st century of Earth, knew the possible dangers and kept his act straight.

Who knew how his wife would behave once the rice was cooked, so Roland engaged in laborious, nerve-wracking training.

He woke up quite early and escaped to the train. In the afternoon, he would tour the village, giving a set of instructions and sometimes even plowing the fields alongside the farmers or helping in building walls, houses, or engaging in carpentry, earning applause from the commoners.

If not for his strict orders, the people might have already made statues of him and started worshipping him. His kind deeds had spread like wildfire, and many people from other territories came to look and settle.

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Because of all this, the population increased to 28,000. To maintain them, more guards were required and trained, bringing their numbers to 600.

However, all of this made Janet restless.

How could she not understand Roland's thoughts? She knew that Roland wasn't averse to the idea of taking more wives; rather, he feared her. Roland had thoroughly misunderstood her intentions, thinking this was a test of loyalty.

So, in anger, Janet decided to use some nefarious substances and push Priya into his room, then lock the door. To his horror, Roland, screaming like a wild pig, jumped out the window and ran away, only to return the next day with a haggard expression.

Not giving up under the joint planning of his wife, several months later...

Roland was dumbfounded to find two unfamiliar, beautiful women in his house.

"Who are they?" Roland asked his wife in confusion.

"The one on the left is Murphy, the third daughter of Baron Kahn," his wife replied.

"The one on the right is Leila, the second daughter of Baron Paul."

"From now on, they will be your women, Roland," Janet introduced with a smile.

"My women?" Roland was stunned.

He couldn't remember ever provoking these two women before. In fact, today was the first time he had met them.

After coming back to his senses, Roland quickly asked his wife for an explanation.

A few minutes later...

Roland understood what was going on.

It turned out that a few months ago, Janet hadn't been joking when she said she would help him find women.

She had been working on this matter for the past few months, but Roland always thought of it as one of her tricks.

Finally, she had successfully persuaded Baron Kahn and Baron Paul to marry off their illegitimate daughters as mistresses for Roland.

And now, they had brought the women back today.

"Oh, by the way, Roland, don't forget to give a larger share of beer to these two families," Janet added.

Clearly, this was a condition set by the families for marrying off their daughters. Roland observed Leila and Murphy and then asked about the details.

Leila was 23 years old while Murphy was 18 and had just come of age recently. This irked Roland.

"Janet, what is this nonsense… Did you really think of a perverted beast? Leila is okay, but Murphy just turned 18. Roland, who is 25 and has lived another life, she is just like a minor…"

"And why didn't you consult me…?"

"I…" Janet choked, feeling wronged. She wanted to refute it but, seeing Roland's angry face, she kept quiet.

Roland then looked at the two women, who shivered a bit, and declared, "Sorry, I don't want to marry you two. Pack up and leave."

He snorted and was about to leave, but at the next moment, he felt resistance. Looking down, he was taken aback to see two men groveling and holding his thighs.

They kneeled and sobbed in melancholy.

"Lord, we are illegitimate daughters. Our lives are worse than slaves. We are sold off here, and if you don't take us, they will sell us as slaves to somewhere distant or marry us to someone worse than a beast," Leila pleaded in agony.

"Yes, My Lord… Please keep us. Even if we can't become your wives, at least keep us as servants. I swear I will work properly as a maid and won't neglect my duties. In exchange, I just want a roof."

Roland's heart quivered a bit. He wasn't made of stone, and their pleas softened it. Then he looked at Janet, who had lowered her head.

Her sad look pierced his heart.

'Damn! I am a fucking beast. All she did was think well of me, yet I kicked her in the face.'

Without a second thought, Roland freed himself and, in a blink, lifted Janet, startling her.

"Roland…"

Before she could speak, he sealed her lips with a kiss and took her into the bedroom like a gust of wind, leaving Leila and Murphy in a dazed state.

"I need to talk with my wife first."

That was the only command he left behind.

Just as they wondered what was going on, a woman appeared with a rigid expression.

"You two stay here… My Lord will soon make a decision."

"You, who?" As they stared at her with questioning gazes, the woman answered.

"I am Priya, the head maid."

……

Inside the room, Roland wrestled with Janet, showering her with an ample amount of love, making her helpless yet happy.

Her heart jolted with sweetness at Roland's care. In the end, she held Roland's cheek and drenched his face in loving kisses and bites.

"Janet, I am asking once again. Aren't you going to feel wronged?"