I sit on the couch facing the hero's group, looking directly at the hero Diego, waiting for the queen's words.
"Well hero, I ask you to please let me explain the situation to young Sophia here."
“All right, no one likes surprises at this level,”
says the hero. The look he gives me is the most perverse look I've ever felt. The queen then begins to explain:
"Sophia, if you paid attention in history class, you should know that only one hero arises in the world every generation, under certain conditions. Diego here, for example, is the hero of his generation."
That's basic knowledge, after all, it's taught every year in schools worldwide, and the commoners who don't have access to schools learn it from hermits or traveling bards, but I knew nothing about conditions.
"The first condition is that the previous hero must be dead, the second is the birth of the Demon King."
That makes sense, since there have never been two existing heroes at the same time, and he is destined to face the Demon King.
Lancelot then supplements the queen's words:
“The location and who will become the hero are completely random; he could, for example, be born in the castle or in the basement of a falling-apart house.” "Or so it was thought," says Lyra.
"The truth is that the hero descends from one of the previous heroes; Diego is the grandson of Hero Jean, who, in turn, was discovered to be the illegitimate son of Hero Manuel."
As if their explanation had ended, the hero opened his mouth:
"Because of this, after killing the Demon King Neroth, I want to have children with great potential, I believe this will increase the strength of the heroes in the future."
He says these words while not even disguising that he's licking my whole body with his eyes.
The queen then speaks, as if coming to a conclusion:
"Because of this, all the kingdoms and empires of the continent have decided to offer their princesses with the highest status attributes to the harem of hero Diego."
"I understand, to which of my sisters should I report?"
"Sophia..."
The queen sighs.
"I forgot that your status was not informed to you after the revelation ceremony."
The revelation ceremony is an event that occurs once a year in each city where priests look at the statuses of all children who have turned 10 and reveal them to the entire family, however, they didn't let me hear mine... while it was the opposite with my siblings.
"Listen well, Sophia, at level 1, which is your current level, your mana capacity is greater than all the rest of the royal family combined, including the second queen, the former vice-commander of the royal knights."
Don't tell me...
"Because of this, the kingdom of Magnaria has chosen you to be part of the hero's harem of women, and you cannot go against it."
She says with a very cynical smile while looking at me.
"But I am..."
"YOU CANNOT REFUSE"
Damn it, the doctors said I'm sterile, I can't have children.
"Just to warn you,"
Lyra warns with a fake smile on her face; her eyes definitely showing no emotion.
"As soon as the first of you gives birth to the next hero, ALL WILL BE KILLED without exceptions, and I will create the next hero."
Me, I'm going to be killed? Just like that? Isn't this worse than cattle life?
"AS IF I WOULD ACCEPT SUCH A THING!"
To be treated like cattle? To have children without my consent? This is the last thing I want!
I stand up to leave this room, I can't bear another second near someone who wants to make me cattle.
"You are not allowed to refuse."
After the cold words from the saint, as I'm about to reach the door, I lose consciousness without even realizing it.