The Isekai Milf harem!
Chapter 107 - 2) the mother daughter talk.

Chapter 107: 2) the mother daughter talk.

Tia’s lips tremble with the mixture of guilt and determination warring within her. "I am sorry, Mother... You’re right... I just... I don’t want to lose everything I have worked for here, but I can’t deny this growing life within me either. I’m so confused and scared,"

She doesn’t understand Alan, he is just a person who is living his life, she doesn’t know whether he will accept the child or not.

He even accepts the company of succubus, and she doesn’t like it, she can’t fathom just what might he do.

If she had told about the succubus, her mother would have immediately rejected her idea.

She does want to raise a child, but she also wants to be with him and she doesn’t wanna lose her family too, the sisters of church isnsomeomw she grew up with.

Of course, there is a solution, bring them all to Alan, but this intellect of a profound scholar is out of mortal’s comprehension.

Nonetheless,

Sister Ella’s expression softens as she sees the conflict raging in her daughter’s eyes.

She pulls Tia back into a comforting embrace, her voice soothing and gentle like a spring breeze.

"There’s no need to apologize, Tia. Your honesty now is what truly matters. We shall face this together, just as we have faced every challenge in your life..."

Pulling back slightly, Ella cups Tia’s face in her hands, her gaze filled with love and understanding.

"Listen to me, my dear. You are not defined solely by your role in the church, nor by your feelings for this man. You are Tia, a beautiful, strong woman with a soul that yearns for both spiritual and earthly fulfillment..."

She strokes Tia’s cheek tenderly, her touch warm and reassuring.

"The church is not a prison, nor is it a cage. It is a community, a family. And families support each other through joy and struggle alike. Whatever you decide, whether it’s to embrace motherhood or to find another path, know that I will always be here for you..."

Tia feels a wave of relief washes over her at her mother’s words. She buries her face in Ella’s shoulder, allowing herself to be vulnerable for once.

"Thank you, Mother. I don’t know what I would do without you," she whispers, her voice thick with emotion.

Ella holds her close, rocking gently as if Tia were still a child in her arms.

"You’ll never have to find out. I will talk to the bishop and free you from the duty of the church," Ella said.

"Thank you very much, Mother... Umm, Mother, if you also want to leave the church, you can always come to us... You can also join his harem, and we can be together again, I promise Alan will take care of you,"

Ella smiles warmly, her eyes twinkling with fondness and amusement.

"That’s very sweet of you to offer, Tia. But I’m afraid I’m a bit too old to be joining a man’s harem, even if it is one led by such a remarkable man as you have described," she says with a gentle laugh.

Of course, the women of the church, speak gently with a smile without showing anger or anything.

But Tia insists, "No, mother, he has no limit, I know that, if you want, you can always join, and I want you to join, it’s not just my family but my mother’s as well. I want to make you happy, mother,"

Ella’s smile fades, replaced by a look of surprise and curiosity.

She looks at Tia’s face, searching for any trace of jest or hesitation, but finds only sincere determination.

"You are serious, aren’t you?" she asks softly, her voice tinged with wonder.

Tia nods firmly, her gaze unwavering. "Yes, Mother. I want you to be happy, and I want us to be together. If this is what it takes, then I’m willing to do it,"

Ella is taken aback by Tia’s words, her mind racing with a whirlwind of emotions and thoughts.

She’s never considered such a path, never even imagined it as a possibility for herself. Yet, as she looks into Tia’s earnest eyes, she finds herself entertaining the idea.

Of course, she had thought about the man, just a day ago, when there was a massive attack.

It’s better to be in the embrace of a man closer to you than of goddesses far away.

But is mortal life all the answer? Plus she is already old with face starting to have unnoticeable wrinkles.

..

She had jade-silk skin, smooth but faintly aged.

Her face was sharp, framed by straight black hair that fell past her shoulders. Cherry lips sat beneath a pair of clear, bright brown eyes, half-hidden behind glasses.

Her hair had already started aging.

Her waist was willow-like, slender, and graceful, flowing into soft curves beneath a plain nun outfit that clung gently to her form.

She has a large chest with her breast shape of a growing watermelon, and a wide hip still maintaining fertility.

Overall, she had a mature female aura with calmness, gentleness, and tenderness.

..

She shakes her head, trying to clear her thoughts.

"I... I don’t know what to say, Tia," she admits as she feels vulnerable.

"I have dedicated my life to the church, to serving the goddesses Eri. The idea of leaving it all behind, of joining a... a harem... it’s overwhelming, plus I don’t have many days, I am already ninety... Old women aren’t accepted by men,"

Yo, which sinner doesn’t fond older women, beat that motherfucker.

Have eyes but failed to see Mount Tai, unable to fathom the difference between heaven and earth.

Nevertheless,

Tia reaches out, taking Ella’s hands in hers. Her touch is warm and comforting, full of love and determination.

"Mother, you’ve spent your life serving others, putting their needs before your own. I want you to think about what you want, what would make you happy. Alan isn’t just any man. He’s kind, and strong, and he treats his women with respect and care. He has a heart big enough for all of us, and I know he would welcome you with open arms... Plus... Plus... His semen gives stats and you can prolong your life, those mages can live up to thousands of years, and you can too.."

Ella listens to Tia’s words, finding herself drawn to the image her daughter paints.

She’s always been selfless, never considering her own desires. The idea of being cared for, of being loved, it’s tempting but still, she is an old woman nah.

"But what about my age? My dedication to the church? I’m not sure I’m ready for such a drastic change," she says, her voice filled with uncertainty.

Tia squeezes her hands gently, her smile remains warm and encouraging.

"Mother it’s okay... You can meet him and decide later on, if you want, I can also show you the after-marriage things... Hehe, he has a very big penis,"

"Ahhhh! Holy grace... How can you say such shameful things to me," Ella gasped.

"Mother don’t be like that... I was also like that, but don’t half the people have a penis and half the people have p-p-pussy... It’s common things, and we shouldn’t shy away from it,"