The Unfaithful Son-in-Law Assaults His Mother-in-Law
“Great Khan Geum Taeyang, on behalf of the Mohican tribe, we sincerely welcome the delegation from the Kingdom of Floria!”
The year had changed, and a most welcome guest arrived at the Gaia Tribe Village of the Mohican tribe. It was the official delegation from the western kingdom of Floria, led by Queen Elisabeth Manuel Floria herself.
“Thank you for such a warm reception. It is an immense honor to be invited as a state guest, Great Khan.”
Elisabeth expressed her heartfelt gratitude to the Mohican people who had prepared such a grand welcoming ceremony from the very start. As planned, the Jasmine Merchant Guild had funded a properly formal delegation procession, allowing them to reach Galatea even in the dead of winter. Though the journey had been grueling, Elisabeth showed no signs of fatigue, buoyed by the joy of being invited as a state guest.
“This is Chief Maximus of the Baccara tribe, and this is Chief Mayorga of the Falcao tribe. And this is—”
“Pleased to meet you, Chief Maximus. Truly delighted to meet you, Chief Mayorga.”
Geum Taeyang treated the state guest Elisabeth with proper respect. Gathering all ten great tribal chieftains to introduce them was something that had not happened since he became Great Khan.
“The first Premium Value goods production site to begin operations is here in the Falcao tribe. The other sites will come online soon, and we should be able to start supplying before spring arrives.”
“Magnificent! The work environment is remarkably well-organized, Great Khan.”
Afterward, Geum Taeyang personally showed Elisabeth and her delegation the nearest Premium Value goods production site. The term referred to mid-to-low-priced crafts. The workshop, which combined systematic efficiency with a distinctly Mohican atmosphere and carried the unmistakable scent of skilled artisans, left Elisabeth unable to hide her admiration.
“From a long-term perspective, we will establish a trade route through the inland. Once that happens, not only the Mohican tribe but also the Kingdom of Floria will have a foundation to fully enter the inland market.”
Advisor Camilla’s briefing followed. The goal was to begin this exchange and achieve mutual growth. Inland transportation was currently dominated by powerful kingdoms, so a nation like Floria had never even considered entering it. Geum Taeyang intended to break through that barrier for their mutual convenience.
“Hmm… It was one of our kingdom’s long-cherished projects… Is it truly possible, Great Khan?”
“We’ve recently had positive developments with a powerful kingdom involved in this matter, so the prospects are quite high. You need not worry.”
Territorial exclusivity was no small matter. Having experienced it many times, Elisabeth’s concerns came first.
‘After all, he’s becoming Grace’s national hero. They’re just biding their time before presenting their demands, since it would be improper to do so immediately.’
The strongest voice in that particular matter was undoubtedly Grace, the continent’s second-largest commercial power. The Darmine Empire was the type that paid little attention to such things. Since Grace’s noble alliance and even its citizens were beginning to view Geum Taeyang as a national hero, it was only a matter of time.
“To think a Grand Blue tree from the west has been planted in Galatea… It feels truly moving.”
Elisabeth Manuel Floria spoke with deep emotion. As the practical schedule neared its end, a single tree was planted on Gaia Hill behind the Gaia cliffs. It was the Grand Blue, the tree that symbolized the western kingdom of Floria. It had been planted to commemorate the friendship between the Mohican tribe and Floria.
“The next time Queen Elisabeth visits our Mohican tribe, I hope this Grand Blue will have grown tall and proud, radiating the same beautiful, lush brilliance as the scenery of the Kingdom of Floria.”
Geum Taeyang offered her these warm words. Once the Grand Blue reached a certain size, its leaves would emit a radiant glow when bathed in light. Floria was filled with such plants, which was why its landscapes were so breathtaking.
“Yes! By then, I hope I’ll be able to bring many things for the Mohican tribe. This visit, it feels like I’ve only been receiving.”
“Hahaha! We’re allies, aren’t we? Friends! It’s only natural that we give each other what we need!”
At Geum Taeyang’s promise of another invitation, Elisabeth’s face lit up with genuine gratitude. Perhaps the most precious words one could hear from a true friend were “Let’s meet again.”
Floria now had a friend called the Mohican tribe.
‘I’ll make sure you come back. Any danger that might arise for you and Floria—I’ll resolve it all, Elisabeth.’
This year, Floria and Elisabeth might face a great crisis.
‘I can never allow any of my heroines to come to harm. Not a single one.’
Geum Taeyang was determined to protect that precious sight of Elisabeth, a ruler of a small nation doing her utmost for her people and allies while striving for their happiness.
“Great Khan, what are you looking at?”
Bianca knelt obediently on the bedding and asked her master. It was impossible to separate Bianca, who had been separated from her family, into her own tent. Thus, Geum Taeyang and Sophia had decided to live with her in the main tent. More than half a month had passed since Bianca first arrived at the Gaia tribe, and she now seemed quite accustomed to it.
“A newspaper. It’s like a source that lets you know what’s happening in the world.”
Shhhk…!
“Wow…! What’s happening in the world!”
Geum Taeyang was skimming the newspaper before bed. It was not one published by the Mohican tribe itself, but a collection of various papers gathered by the Jasmine Merchant Guild and distributed to the Great Khan and the ten tribal chieftains.
‘Hmm… As expected, it’s beginning this year.’
Rub… rub… rub…
While indulging in various pieces of information, Geum Taeyang’s gaze fixed on a particular article. He stroked his chin with interest.
‘The Ulysses Sword Dance Festival of the Darmine Empire.’
It concerned the hegemonic nation of the Pangea continent, the Darmine Empire. A sword dance festival was being held in the Darmine Empire.
‘Ulysses Darmine. The great emperor who toppled Kushan over a hundred years ago and established the First Emperor system. He’s the current emperor’s grandfather.’
Only three individuals in the long history of Darmine had been granted the title of Great Emperor. The most recent was Ulysses Darmine, the man who had effectively built the current hegemonic empire of Darmine.
‘Emperor Antoinette Darmine, who loves swordsmanship, planned the festival from the first year of her reign to honor her grandfather’s achievements and satisfy her own tastes.’
Ulysses, who possessed tremendous combat ability, had lived a long life. Thus, even as a very young child, Antoinette had seen her grandfather, and his charisma had left a deep impression. As a result, Antoinette became an emperor who greatly revered martial prowess. To express this clearly as her guiding principle, she had created the sword dance festival in her grandfather Ulysses’s name, and it had been held on a grand scale every three years.
The first Ulysses Sword Dance Festival had taken place in the first year of Antoinette’s reign, and the third iteration was scheduled for the beginning of this year.
‘This should be my first meeting with the emperor I’ve been aiming for, huhu…’
While Geum Taeyang’s actions over the past few months had various purposes, the core objective had been building a positive relationship with the Darmine Empire. The concrete stage for realizing that goal was precisely this Ulysses Sword Dance Festival.
Though called a sword dance festival, participants were free to use any weapon—spears, bows, axes, and so on.
‘But to create a more dramatic effect, I should appear as a dark horse or a mysterious black knight and draw all the attention, shouldn’t I?’
Even though it was a sword dance festival, what Geum Taeyang sought was political impact through performance. The dopamine-addicted showman’s mind was working furiously.
‘Okay, this time I’ll borrow the advisor’s power.’
There were several routes to participate in the sword dance festival, but for this occasion, Geum Taeyang had decided to make use of Camilla Jasmine’s influence.
“Isn’t this pretty?”
At that moment, a truly gentle voice reached Geum Taeyang’s ears as he plotted his scheme. It was Athena’s voice.
“Wow~ It’s such a pretty pebble, sis!”
“These kinds of pebbles are common in the Raonjena River. If you collect several and drill holes in them, you can make a necklace. It’ll be beautiful.”
“A necklace?”
“Yes. Big sis will make one for you next time too, Bianca.”
“Waaah~ I’m so excited~!”
After washing up before bed, Athena had taken a seat beside Bianca and was chatting affectionately with her. Athena and Bianca had grown very close. Bianca followed Athena like an older sister, and Athena looked after Bianca as if she had been her little sister from the very beginning. It was a truly heartwarming sight.
‘Hmm…’
Meanwhile, someone was feeling displeased.
‘I don’t like this…’
It was the unfaithful man, Geum Taeyang.
‘That’s not Athena. It’s all an act. Athena isn’t like that.’
Geum Taeyang found Athena’s overly affectionate big-sister vibe disagreeable.
“Doesn’t it look wonderful, Great Khan? I’m so happy I can see her like this now.”
On the other hand, Mama Sophia was simply overjoyed. Though she felt guilty for not having given her daughter a younger sibling, she was relieved that such a cute and eager little sister had appeared.
“It does look nice.”
“Hmm… You don’t seem to think so…”
“No, it looks good, Mother-in-law.”
Geum Taeyang answered quite dryly, enough that even the ever-positive Sophia could sense it.
‘Tonight, I’ll carry out the deed.’
Geum Taeyang was not the type to simply let a situation he disliked continue. Over the past ten days or so, he had prepared something quite outrageous.
‘I’ve been patient enough. Whatever happens tonight is absolutely not my fault.’
Midnight arrived, and the four people in the main tent fell asleep. Sophia, Athena, Bianca—and everyone except one person. Geum Taeyang stared wide-eyed at the ceiling of the main tent, rationalizing to himself.
Shhhk…!
Then Geum Taeyang’s sinister hand reached toward someone. It was Athena’s chest, where she slept holding Bianca’s hand.
At that moment—
“Great Khan…!!”
A very soft voice tickled Geum Taeyang’s ear.
“Athena fell asleep with Bianca…!! What are you doing…!!”
It was Mother-in-law Sophia. The moment Geum Taeyang reached toward Athena, Sophia had opened her eyes in astonishment and reacted.
“What does it matter that Athena fell asleep with Bianca! Athena is my wife! If she’s my wife, she should naturally satisfy her husband’s lust! Athena has been neglecting her duties for over ten days now!”
Normally Geum Taeyang would have responded in a gentle or playfully evasive tone, but though he kept his voice low, his expression was thoroughly snarling. Indeed, as Athena and Bianca grew closer than expected, Geum Taeyang had been deprived of his freedom.
‘The main tent is my space! My space where I can freely thrust my cock into my women whenever I please!’
The freedom to vigorously pound away in the main tent before bed and then sleep. Athena had always rushed at him the moment she saw his cock. But now that Bianca had appeared, Athena was preoccupied with taking care of her little sister. For some reason, she seemed reluctant to have sex in front of Bianca, which naturally made it awkward for Geum Taeyang to wield his cock even with Sophia.
The relatively generous male Geum Taeyang had endured it. It couldn’t be helped, just as Sophia said—Athena had desperately wanted a younger sister. And Sophia was happy about it too. But Geum Taeyang’s generosity had reached its limit.
“Yes, Great Khan. I respect that. I understand completely. So please take me instead. This Mother-in-law Sophia will take responsibility for the Great Khan’s pleasure.”
Seeing the unprecedentedly crazed look in Geum Taeyang’s eyes, Sophia realized the situation was serious. She immediately offered a practical compromise.
“Come here, you wicked woman! How dare you anger the Great Khan!”
Whoosh!
“Hieeek!”
Without hesitation, Geum Taeyang pounced on Sophia.
“You’ve completely lost your mind, haven’t you? Just because this Geum Taeyang only shows his saintly side, you’ve forgotten what kind of man I am?”
Thrust…!
Rub… rub… rub…
“Th-that can’t be…! Hnn! How could that be, Great Khaaan… The Great Khan is our husband…”
Geum Taeyang poured out all the pent-up frustration he had held for half a month. He immediately slipped his hand into Sophia’s lower garments and roughly fondled the precious pussy of his beloved second wife, injecting the authority of the Great Khan with wild, maddened eyes. Overwhelmed by that insane frenzy, Sophia desperately tried to soothe her male, unsure what to do.
“Don’t lie! You’re taking care of Bianca more than me!”
—Riiip!!
“G-Great Khaaan…!!!!”
Yet to the furious Geum Taeyang, such a Sophia only looked even more tempting to ravish. This unfaithful male shifted into a higher gear and tore away Sophia’s loincloth.