Otherworld Nation Founding Chronicles

Fiona curiously looks at father-in-law’s face.

Fiona, who had just been born, still doesn’t have that much of a developed eyesight. That said, father-in-law is very happy since it’s as if he’s looking at his own image.

“Yep, she completely takes after Julia. She was also like this when she was small, huh……To think that such a child would give birth to this one…….”

Father-in-law suddenly sheds a tear. It’s as if a strange switch had been flipped.

“By the way, how is Tetra Ars?”

“Tetra? She’s with Ancus in the other room.”

‘I’ll probably only be a bother if I were there…..’

While saying that, Tetra went to the other room.

It’s not like Julia and I are minding it but, it seems Tetra herself is feeling awkward. Well, there’s no particular reason to make her come either.

“That’s not good huh. Call her over.”

As per father-in-law’s request, a slave calls over Tetra who immediately comes. You can clearly see the nervousness on her face.

In her arms is Ancus sleeping soundly.

I call her over and make her sit beside me. I’ll always cover for her……

Father-in-law laughs with a smile and says:

“Please let me hold that child.”

“Eh!?”

Tetra gives off a surprised expression. Even I am probably making such an expression. It’s only natural but, Tetra and Father-in-law are not related by blood.

I thought surely he’d say a warning or two.

“Julia’s husband is my son. And that son’s wife is my daughter. Doesn’t it make that child my grandchild?”

Father-in-law heartfully laughs.

Tetra makes a bewildered expression but she immediately stands up and carries Ancus towards father-in-law.

“Please……”

“Yeah.”

Father-in-law holds Ancus as if handling a fragile article.

While looking at Ancus’ face, father in law

“Yep, he’s a good child. He’s your son. I’m sure he’ll grow up into a wise man.”

“………Thank you very much.”

Tetra blushes a little while giving her thanks.

After father-in-law returned Ancus to Tetra, we make them take their leave.

And so, we’re left alone.

After a while, silence envelops the place.

The first to speak was father-in-law.

“Listen here, regardless of whether or not the person himself has the intention, a conflict would arise. People that would willfully fan its flames are sure to appear.”

“I understand.”

No matter what happens, I’ll be protecting them. As a husband, as a father, and as king.

“I’ve seen my grandchildren. However, I still cant rest easy until I see the face of the crown prince.”

“……..I’ll do my best.”

The next King would be Julia’s son. That’s absolute. Otherwise, the country will be divided. The original meaning of my existence is to sire a son that would continue the blood of the Rosyth clan after all.

“At the worst, we may end up making Ancus marry Fiona. If possible, I don’t want that to happen.”

“I understand. Haa……”

In the worst case, it’ll become incest.

I don’t know whether to lament or to be happy with the fact that that last option exists.