"Should you two stop hugging for now?" He interrupting the heartwarming moment.
"Emilia, go play with the other kids. I need to talk to your mother about something important."
"Okay. Later, if you want to check the chicken trap, let me know, Papa. Don't leave Emilia behind," Emilia nodding obediently before running off to join her friends.
Once Emilia was out of earshot, He turned to Eugene. "Eugene, can I ask you something? About the... desires and strength of women in this world. Why are they so overpowered compared to men? It feels so unbalanced."
Eugene sighed, her expression turning serious. "I don't know why. From birth, women here have always been stronger. Men are just... oppressed in this world. This rebellion was started by my father. He was like you—against the system and the laws of this world."
Her voice softened as she continued. "Sadly, he died trying to save my mother. Her family took her back to Wisdia. Luckily, she's still alive, but she's locked up. It's a disgrace to the kingdom for anyone who joins the rebellion."
"I'm sorry. I didn't know your father had died," his voice filled with sympathy.
"It's okay. It happened a long time ago," Her tone calm but tinged with sadness.
Myrul's mind began to race as he thought about the empty throne and how he had been crowned so suddenly. "So, the king's position was empty because this rebellion needed a man to claim the title, right?" he trying to piece things together.
But something still felt off. "What's suspicious is how easily the village accepted me. It's like someone was pulling the strings behind the scenes. It's giving me a headache just thinking about it," He muttered, rubbing his temples.
He turned to Eugene. "Do you have any idea who the most powerful person here is?"
Eugene hesitated for a moment . She's the Queen of this place... but she's pretending not to know anything.
"Well, maybe they just like you... Don't worry about it. You've got me, right? The strongest person here. Just sell your body to me, and I'll protect you," Eugene said with a mischievous grin.
"Naahhh, my body is too precious to give to you... Wow, it feels really good when someone wants my body, wahahaha!" He joked, trying to lighten the mood.
But then, Eugene suddenly started rubbing her pussy in a very... *unladylike* manner, making a suggestive face. "How about i put P to the D right now?" she said, her expression exaggeratedly lewd.
Myrul stared at her in utter disgust. "Hell nah! Now I feel like throwing up. Is this how girls feel in my world? Damn..." he muttered, his face twisted in discomfort.
"Cringy, Eugene! Just be a normal person. I have desires too, but I'm just not in the mood right now. Who the f--ck taught you to act like that? You're supposed to light the mood for a man, slowly making him yours," He shaking his head in disbelief.
"Come here, I'll show you how," he added, gesturing for Eugene to turn around.
Eugene, intrigued, complied. Myrul wrapped his arms around her, kissing her neck gently and rubbing the back of her head. His hands held her close, creating a surprisingly tender moment.
"Wow, you're really good at lighting the mood, Myrul. Should we move to the next stage?" Eugene said, her voice teasing.
But before she could react further, He suddenly gripped her neck and slammed her down with an RKO-style move. Then, without hesitation, he bolted out of the hut, running as fast as he could.
Eugene, lying on the ground, looked at him running away and burst out laughing. "Hahahahaha! You're really something else!" she called after him, her voice filled with amusement.
Myrul made his way to Emilia, who was playing a game of tag with her friends. He crouched down and called out to her, extending his arms.
"Emilia!"
Hearing his voice, Emilia turned and saw her papa calling her. She immediately ran as fast as she could, leaping into his arms for a hug.
He picked her up. "Should we go check the trap we set? It's getting dark, and we should try to get at least one chicken today," he said.
Emilia nodded eagerly.
Together, they headed into the jungle, carefully approaching the trap they had set earlier. To their delight, they found a chicken caught in the snare.
"Hehe, we got one, Emilia! Hold on, Papa will get it,"Myrul setting her down. He went over to the trap, cut the rope, and picked up the chicken upside down.
"Look, we got one! But we can't eat this one—it looks like a hen. It's precious. Kampung chickens are the best, you know. They take about three months to grow, unlike regular chickens that only take about a month," He explained, holding the chicken carefully.
The hen struggled wildly, trying to break free, but Myrul and Emilia held it tightly as they carried it back to the chicken coop. It was their first successful catch of the day, and they were proud of their effort.
As the sun began to set, the hunters returned to the village with a fox they had caught.
" that's something I've never eaten before. This village really needs to learn about agriculture and animal husbandry for better hygiene and sustainability," He shaking his head.
He turned to Emilia. "Tonight, we'll have vegetables again, but tomorrow, maybe we'll hunt more. I've already asked the villagers to set traps in different places," he said, trying to stay optimistic.
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Skip 5 hours later...
It was late at night, and Myrul and Emilia were lying in their hut, ready to sleep. Eugene, as usual, was keeping watch, sitting outside and staring at the moon.
The village was quiet, with nothing much to do at night. They didn't even know how to make beer or wine, so the nights were always calm and uneventful.
"Eugene, you can sleep tonight. That's an order from me as your king," He said, stepping outside to join her.
Eugene nodded and went inside, lying down next to Emilia.
Myrul watched her for a moment, noticing how tired she looked. "She looks like she needs some fun. Women in this world get stressed so easily. Their responsibilities are like those of men in my world. Just looking at her makes me feel like Im a real woman. Damn..."