Chapter 32: 32 Catfight Between Married Women

Alright, let’s be honest.

Diana’s in a really bad mood.

But the reason for it is so ridiculous she laughs at herself.

The fact that the Great Witch has a young(?) and virile husband, living a happy married life, stirs some strange turmoil in her heart.

“Hmm~ This won’t do.”

Maybe because she’s influenced by these feelings, Diana nitpicked the arrows even more harshly.

“With feathers like these, how do you expect any speed?”

“…The specs should be fine.”

“These aren’t some cheap items. If we were okay with mediocre quality, we wouldn’t have ordered them like this.”

Diana’s naturally meticulous and picky. She is different from the usually laid-back and timid lazy elves.

That’s why she’s assigned to tasks like this, but today, she was being a bit excessive.

“Please fix the three issues I pointed out. Oh, and let me know in advance how you’ll address them.”

“…Alright.”

Her attitude wasn’t exactly pleasant, but it’s a reasonable request from a client.

Eventually, Circe nodded and accepted the demands.

’Seeing things from an elf’s perspective does teach me something.’

Regardless of her personality, Diana’s skills are undeniable.

Even Circe acknowledges her keen eye and attention to detail.

Talking and coordinating with her sometimes reveals unexpected insights.

So, Circe generally accommodates most of her requests, and they’ve even had some friendly conversations…

“Oh, right. I met Mars at the mansion.”

But there are things that absolutely cannot be tolerated.

Thud.

Circe’s hand, which was taking notes, stopped. She looked up, her face, rare for her, showing a hint of hostility.

“Karl…?”

“Yes.”

“Why did you meet him?”

“Since we’re living together for a bit, I figured I should at least say hi.”

“…You seem awfully friendly for just a greeting, even remembering his surname.”

Circe knows this elf’s personality well from their long interactions. She couldn’t even remember Medea’s name, who assists her.

No, it’s more like she doesn’t bother to.

’Yet she memorized both Karl’s first and last name after meeting him once?’

No matter how you look at it, that’s suspicious, no it’s too suspicious to let it go.

“You didn’t do anything weird to my husband, did you?”

“What? What kind of weird stuff?”

“…Like approaching Karl on purpose.”

“Ha! What nonsense. Are you worried I’d steal the Great Witch’s husband or something?”

Circe just stared at Diana.

Diana shrugged, looking exasperated.

“Wow, I’m a married woman too, you know? And with a husband I’ve known for ages.”

“…That’s true.”

Indeed, it’s unlikely a married elf with a long-time husband would go after another woman’s man.

At least, that’s what Circe’s common sense told her.

“Still, be careful. Karl’s a man in his prime, and we’re still newlyweds.”

At Circe’s subtle warning, Diana muttered under her breath, barely audible.

“…Says the one who dragged him here by force.”

“What did you say?”

That was something Circe couldn’t let slide. She glared at Diana outright.

“Are you insulting our marriage?”

“Did I say anything wrong? You paid his family to bring him here, didn’t you?”

“That’s…!”

Circe tried to retort but couldn’t say anything. Even her brilliant mind couldn’t find a way to refute that.

’No. That’s not true.’

She could only say that to herself. Because, in the end, the process was no different from buying a man with money.

Whatever the witches’ perspective, the fact is Karl was suddenly sold to a woman he didn’t know and forced to marry.

Of course, Circe didn’t bring Karl here with the intent of buying a slave. She provided every convenience and is willing to give him anything he wants.

She recognizes him as her husband, giving him the respect and authority that comes with it.

Now, she genuinely loves him.

But… perhaps because her feelings for him have become genuine, the fact that it started with him being ’forced’ here pricked at Circe’s kind and honest heart.

“Hmm~”

Gaining confidence from that reaction, Diana lightly shrugged.

“Looks like you’re not too confident in your marriage, huh?”

“…What do you mean?”

“Come on. If you were confident in your relationship, would you be saying things like ’don’t approach my husband’?”

In terms of romance and experience with men, Diana was far ahead of Circe.

Having had similar thoughts herself, she could pinpoint Circe’s psychology exactly.

“You know you dragged him here by force. You’re afraid he’ll run away someday.”

“…I’ve never thought that.”

But Circe is, after all, the Great Witch. She’s not so naive as to be completely swayed by someone’s words.

“Why are you so obsessed with my husband, then?”

“O-obsessed?! When did I ever…!”

“If not, you wouldn’t have brought this up first. The fact that you started this conversation means you’re already conscious of Karl, aren’t you?”

“Urgh, ugh…”

Now it was Diana’s turn to shut her mouth.

Even she didn’t know why she brought up Karl.

Everything she said was driven by emotion.

She knew better than anyone that she shouldn’t, and didn’t need to, act this way.

“Hmph.”

Seeing her flustered expression, Circe’s lips curled up.

“Oh, I take back what I said earlier. If you want to try seducing him, go ahead.” Circe said with a nonchalant look.

“…Are you serious?” Diana asked suprised at Curve words.

“My husband loves me too much, you see. He’s all over me every night, it’s quite a problem.”

Circe said proudly, not hiding her boast. Maybe she wanted to brag about her relationship to someone.

Though Circe climaxes and passes out every night, right now, she was the older wife indulging her husband’s affection.

“By the way, Karl calls me ’Circe’ at night and even speaks informally. To a wife more than 300 years older than him.”

“So what…?”

“Humans and elves call that love, don’t they? I wonder if your marriage is like that.”

Diana’s face crumpled horribly, as if someone coat her face with black.

Seeing that, Circe smiled leisurely.

It was the smile of a victor.

***

Karl Pov

I’ve recently developed a new routine.

Exercise and physical training.

It’s actually a habit I built even before coming to the witch’s domain.

“Huff! Huff!”

I jogged lightly around the witch’s mansion to warm up.

It’s so vast that just that was quite a workout.

’I haven’t done this in a while, so it’s a bit tough.’

I’ve been consistent with exercise and training even after reincarnating.

It’s rare for a noble, but that’s exactly why I think it’s important.

Even for a wizard who relies on their mind, physical care is essential. Especially since I plan to fuck countless women.

’If you’ve got stamina and a good body, doesn’t that make for better sex?’

At the very least, I need a body capable of intense fucking. That’s why I do cardio and strength training every day.

’Tch. Back at my old place, I had my own home gym set up and used it well.’

But bringing that here was impossible. I wasn’t in the right state of mind for that back then either. So, I’m stuck with bodyweight exercises for now.

While I was doing push-ups a voice came from my back,

“Excuse me.”

“Ugh!”

Something soft yet heavy settled on my back.

Looking back, it was the elf’s massive ass.

“…Diana?”

“Yup~ Don’t mind me, keep going. I just saw a good seat and took it.”

’Don’t mind her, she says…’

How can I not mind when such a huge ass is touching me? I can feel that softness and meatiness in my back.

Diana was sitting on me so naturally.

The pleasant weight of a woman’s body pressed against my entire back.

’And her outfit is still killer.’

Is it an elf thing? Diana’s clothes are generally very revealing.

Right now, minimal fabric barely covered her breasts and ass.

Her body is so incredible, if she went to the beach like that, guys’ dicks would probably explode.

’Whatever, let’s just finish the workout.’

I can’t exactly move her in this state. Besides, I wanted to add more weight, so this works out.

“Hoo! Hoo! Hoo! Hoo!”

I kept doing push-ups with Diana on my back.

I could feel my muscles straining and heat and sweat building in my body.

“Oh, wow~ You’re a wizard with this kind of strength? Now that I look, your muscles are no joke.”

Diana, watching me, was impressed. She climbed on as a joke, but didn’t expect me to actually keep going.

“I train every day. I should at least be able to lift a light woman like you, Diana.”

“Uh, ahem.”

Gulp.

I heard Diana unconsciously swallow. Her eyes were sneaking glances at my arms and shoulders.

Is she into muscular guys?

’She’s actually pretty light, though.’

Diana was as light as a feather.

How can she have those massive tits and thick thighs and still be this light?

It’s got to be some elf mystery.

“Phew…!”

“Good job~ You’re really impressive~”

After few sets, Diana got off. She looked at me, a bit surprised.

For some reason, her face was slightly flushed.

“…You’re serious about training, huh? I thought you worked out just to pick up girls.”

“Who works out just for that?”

I don’t need to work out to pick up women.

If I see an opening, I just fuck them until they’re moaning.

Then they come to me, fawning over me. I’ve even spent nights like that with haughty noble women.

“But you’re a wizard. Do you really need to build your body?”

“Training like this ensures I don’t run out of stamina at critical moments.”

“Hmm~ That’s not just empty talk. Your body’s pretty well-built overall.”

Diana scanned my body and asked, “Have you ever trained with weapons or martial arts?”

“No, never.”

I value stamina and physique, but I’m a wizard.

I never bothered with that stuff.

’Didn’t really have the chance either.’

I was born into a prestigious wizard family.

The idea of their heir learning swordsmanship was absurd.

Even daily exercise was considered eccentric for a genius.

“Do you want to learn?”

“Well, if I get the chance, sure.”

It’s always good to learn something new.

Cooking, for example, works great for seducing women.

One noble cried her eyes out, saying it was the first time a noble cooked for her, then knelt and sucked my dick that night.

“Then… how about I teach you?”

“Teach me what?”

“Archery. Elves are good with bows.”

Diana quickly added, “I’m not thinking anything weird. I just have some free time. Maybe an hour in the morning? …I’m bored too.”

While saying that, she naturally fixed her hair, emphasizing her breasts and figure.

’…Is she using practice as an excuse to get fucked?’

Her words aside, she’s definitely thinking something naughty.

’Well, I don’t care what her motives are.’

I needed an excuse to approach her naturally anyway.

If she’s offering to meet daily, that’s more than perfect.

’Plus, I get to admire those huge tits every morning while exercising.’

That alone makes it worth learning.

If Diana were a personal trainer, she’d probably have enough male clients to build a fifty-story skyscraper.

“I’d be really grateful. Can I take you up on that?”

“Yup, sure. Since we’re talking about it, want to start with the basics right now?”

Diana looked at me with a suggestive gaze.

Like a predator eyeing its prey.

This 200-year-old elf had no idea she was the one about to be devoured.

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