Chapter 80: The Wife is Excited!

  (Celia’s POV)

  Taking me out of the house, Guinevere quickly flew up into the air, and with me in tow. She didn’t even have a method to detect players right now…

  Guinevere: “Did you give up finding the players in the other city?” She asked.

  Celia: “Hm? No, I found them all. I have an ability that lets me detect them.” I explained in reply.

  Guinevere: “Oh… can I not have it as well?” She asked with a small pout.

  Celia: “…”

  I mean, I would love to give her such a power… But that item was a onetime thing, and really, I have no other way to let Guinevere also gain the same ability. Oh, no! I am upsetting my wife via my own silly incompetence!!!

  Maralia: “Kiss her for a bit, while thinking about giving her that detector ability.”

  Celia: “That will work???”

  Maralia: “You will have to top her up every hour or so, but it should, yes.”

  Kiss!

  Pulling her close, I then took her lips, kissing her with all my love. Even if this kiss is for utility, I will still express my love for Guinevere. As one of my wives, she deserves nothing less!

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  Celia: “There! Now you should have the same ability.” I say after breaking the kiss.

  Guinevere: “Ah, I can detect players now… Weird. Does that work forever?” She asked with a curious tone, using cleaning magic to clean away the saliva still on her lips.

  Celia: “It should supposedly last for an hour. I can just reapply it as well.” I answer.

  Guinevere: “I see, I see… Why don’t we race to see how many girls that we can recruit?” She proposed.

  Celia: “Nope!” I instantly denied.

  Guinevere: “Why not?” She asked with a head tilt.

  Celia: “Because you do not have the needed bribes. Just pick a female player, and then we’ll go get her. Then it will be my turn to pick, and we’ll just switch off like that.” I suggest.

  Guinevere: “Hm… Alright, sounds good to me.” She agreed with a smile.

  This was a serious game, and we should really be going as fast with this process as we possibly can. But… we preferred to just spend time with each other. Which was the main reason why I denied us splitting up.

  Rather than fly at top speed to the first player, we just lazily flew through the air, slowly making our way to said player. With the immense darkness of the night, and the bright lights of the city lighting our way, it was oddly romantic.

  Faith: “Celia… I swear!” She pouted.

  Celia: “What’s wrong?” I ask with a raised eyebrow.

  Faith: “The moment that you get a wife near you… your goal shifts to you just flirting with them. Have you no shame!?” She exclaimed.

  Celia: “Shame? If I had shame, then I would also be saving the males as well. Also aren’t there… Holyshit!” I exclaimed with a loud tone.

  Faith: “What!?” She also yelled.

  Celia: “Did quintillions of people watch me have sex with Guinevere and Tia!???” I ask with a horrified tone.

  Faith: “No! Your intimate or private moments are all blocked out. Not even sounds goes through to the broadcast. No need to feel invaded.” She denied with a laugh.

  Ah, thank Goddess… Returning to my date (important mission) with my wife, Guinevere, I saw that she was still quite happy. Yes, I am happy as well. Happy wife, absolutely happy life, as they (me) say. Wifey, let’s recruit the fuck out of those female players quickly (slowly as possible)!!!