Help! I'm in Another World and the Dragon Man Want Me To Get Pregnant!
Chapter 149: Side Story: Morin in the Republic of Mara (Part 13)

Chapter 149: Side Story: Morin in the Republic of Mara (Part 13)

Malvis looked lost.

Watching Morin wipe his own tears, Malvis lowered his gaze and gently took his hand.

"I’m sorry... That was too sudden. Forget what I just said."

"What?"

"Goodnight."

Click.

The door closed.

"Wha—?!"

Why was it ending like this?! Sure, it had been sudden.

Of course he’d been surprised! But how was he supposed to just forget something like that?

That kiss had been so intense, so electric, it had left his whole body tingling.

It was unforgettable!

Morin stood frozen in front of the closed door, not knowing what to do.

Should he knock?

Should he walk away?

Someone—anyone—please tell him what to do!

In the end, he couldn’t bring himself to knock.

Still shaken and confused, he returned to his room next door, carrying it all with him.

That night, Morin couldn’t sleep.

...

Malvis had confessed to him.

And not just casually—he meant it.

Whether Morin was asleep or awake, that moment kept replaying in his head.

But how was he supposed to just "forget it," like Malvis had said?

Malvis had literally asked him to become his mate—how could anyone forget that?

Maybe it was the tears.

Maybe Malvis misunderstood.

Morin hadn’t had the chance to say they were tears of happiness.

Did Malvis take it as rejection?

Malvis had looked so troubled... no, confused.

Actually, it reminded Morin of the look his brother Kaelion sometimes had.

"Morin, is something wrong?"

Nabe who is sitting across from him, looked at him with concern.

Morin blinked his eyes and replied absently.

"Malvis confessed to me."

"...What?!"

"But he didn’t seem happy about it at all. He looked like he was struggling. I think... maybe he misunderstood because I cried."

"Hold on—wait just a second!"

Nabe raised a hand to stop him and sighed deeply, placing a hand to his forehead as if trying to piece things together.

He started going through the situation step by step, asking questions, and Morin answered each one, explaining what had happened.

"...I see. So that idiot panicked," Nabe muttered finally.

"I thought... maybe Malvis didn’t like me. That he was avoiding me," Morin admitted.

"Avoiding you? Him?" Nabe scoffed. "That’s impossible. He fell for you within days of meeting you."

"What?!!"

No one had ever told him that.

He hadn’t noticed at all.

"Wait, wait, that can’t be right—there’s no way!"

"He kept trying to get close to you, didn’t he?"

"Well... sure, but my mother and sisters are like that too. Even Vaelrik, my brother..."

"Morin..." Nabe sighed again. "Affection from family is one thing. But when someone not related to you does it, it means something else entirely."

Morin had never thought about it like that.

That kind of closeness had always seemed normal to him—just a friendly, affectionate personality.

The idea that it might mean something more, that it was love... He’d never considered it.

Suddenly, heat flushed through his body.

The times Malvis had held his hand, or leaned on his back while talking, or even when they had slept side by side—his whole body remembered it now, all at once.

"You really are clueless when it comes to romance," Nabe said flatly.

"I can’t help it! I’ve been a mess emotionally," Morin muttered.

"Even if you’ve been blindly charging forward, you should’ve noticed something."

"It’s hard," Morin replied, quieter now. "If someone doesn’t say it clearly... I just don’t think I could ever be loved like that. That someone would love only me."

Nabe watched him for a moment, expression softening.

"So your lack of confidence made it even harder to recognize, huh?"

"...Yeah. But if that’s true... then why did Malvis tell me to forget everything? Didn’t he avoid me sometimes? He kept his distance when we were alone, and yet in public, he’d act overly affectionate..."

"In public, that was his way of warning others to stay away. A childish form of possessiveness, really. And when you were alone, he probably kept his distance because we told him to hold back. If he got too close, he wouldn’t be able to restrain himself."

"Wait—what?!"

That was news to Morin!

And why had Nabe told Malvis to hold back in the first place?

Nabe sighed again, his face growing serious.

"I told him to wait because everything happened so quickly. Malvis had never really interacted with people before. So for him to suddenly say ’I’ve fallen in love’—well, of course it was concerning."

"He doesn’t seem like someone who’s been isolated," Morin said. "He’s always so calm, gentle even. You’d never guess he didn’t have much contact with others."

"...That ties into his past," Nabe said, his voice heavy. "Malvis was born carrying a curse."

"A curse?"

"He was branded as a sinner the moment he was born."

"...What do you mean?"

"He’s a child of matricide."

"Wait... what?"

Malvis’s mother was Qi Yu—and he was alive.

How could that be?

Nabe with serious expression began to explain carefully.

"Malvis’s father, Malrik, was cursed by the Sovereign of the Skies. Because of that curse, he couldn’t have children—he didn’t even take a lover for many years."

"A curse?"

"Anyone who bore Malrik’s child would die the moment the baby was born."

"What?!"

"What the hell!?"

That was too much—how could Malrik endure something so cruel?

What kind of people who would curse someone like that?

"The Sovereign of the Skies and Malrik are brothers," Nabe explained. "Malrik is the Sovereign of the Earth This world was created by the two of them together."

"I didn’t know he was that important," Morin muttered.

He had met Malrik once, but... it didn’t feel like he was that kind of divine being.

Well, he did have a kind of presence—but at the time, Morin had been too overwhelmed to think about it.

"But Uncle Qi Yu is still alive, isn’t he?"

"Technically, he died once when he giving birth to Malvis," Nabe replied. "However, the Sovereign of the Skies brought him back to life. He was also the one who stepped in between the two feuding brothers."