Chapter 170 Next Goal

"I’m thinking of heading back home for a bit soon. What do you think?"

"Home?"

I said it while lying in bed, talking to Circe.

Circe was lying face-down on my thigh, lazily licking my cock.

A relaxed, lovey-dovey sex session.

Because of her personality, Circe especially cherished these moments of marital affection.

Of course that didn’t mean she avoided rough sex.

"Didn’t you hate your hometown, Karl?"

"More precisely, I have a bad relationship with my older brother. We were rivals for the lordship."

In this world succession isn’t automatically the eldest son.

The parents decide, and it can change through internal power struggles.

Especially in our Mars family—a lineage of mages for generations—ability comes first.

Whoever has superior magic and can govern the territory better has the higher chance of inheriting.

’And I was born with insane magical talent. Dale was mediocre at best, no real gift.’

That’s why many vassals thought I’d become the next lord.

Even our parents quietly believed I’d succeed them.

If we’d been similar in skill, they would’ve chosen the eldest.

Dale, the current lord, had married early—even had a grown daughter.

He married his childhood friend ridiculously fast for a noble.

I stayed single for so long people gossiped.

Age and family stability matter too...

Normally Dale would’ve had priority.

But the talent gap between us was overwhelming.

’No matter how stable his succession or being the eldest, that kind of difference can’t be ignored.’

Then our parents died suddenly in an accident.

I happened to be away in the city at the time.

He seized the opportunity, snatched the empty lordship, and later decided I was a threat, so he essentially sold me off as the great witch’s husband to get rid of me.

"In the end we kept trying to push each other out, and my brother did something unforgivable to me. I can’t let that slide."

"...I accepted you as husband without knowing any of that. I’m sorry."

"Pfft, I told you before—no need to worry about it."

I smiled and stroked Circe’s head.

She still felt guilty for essentially buying me as a live in son-in-law.

"I’m genuinely enjoying our married life right now. If I hadn’t come here, how could I ever marry a beauty like you?"

"Mmm... With your charm you could’ve seduced plenty of pretty girls, you know?"

"But none of them would’ve been you, Circe."

I can confidently say my harem—including Circe—is more beautiful than any women I’ve ever seen.

Their bodies are all insane too—just looking at their tits and asses gets me hard.

Finding even one top-class woman like this is hard anywhere else.

I have four of them in my harem and fuck them every day.

Honestly, if I hadn’t come to the witch territory, it would’ve been impossible my whole life.

"Plus you taught me magic, Circe. That alone made everything worth it—I’m so grateful."

While living here my magic skill has grown absurdly.

If I went back to human society now, there’d be no mage with more skill or knowledge than me.

I was already called a genius... but reaching this level was only possible because I absorbed the witches’ knowledge.

’If I wrote even one book on magic, the vassals would drag Dale down and make me lord whether he liked it or not. No, the whole world would come looking for me.’

Of course I have zero intention of abandoning the witch territory or my position as the great witch’s husband.

Here I can just read books and discuss magic and keep growing—what reason is there to leave?

Anyway, the point is I’ve grown tremendously as a mage and reached a new realm.

And that was only possible because of Circe’s support.

Coming to the witch territory was the greatest luck of my life.

Married life with Circe is pure happiness every single day.

"...But you still can’t forgive your brother, right?"

"Yeah. I have to pay back the malice he showed me."

But that’s separate from revenge.

No matter how good things are now, I can’t sleep soundly until I return what I was given.

"Human power struggles really are complicated. Well, I guess that’s how you built your civilization."

"When I look at witches who devote their lives to magic research, feeling personal grudges almost seems embarrassing."

"No. Those feelings are part of being human too. There’s no absolute good or bad in living. You just move forward pursuing what’s important to you."

Circe gently stroked my glans and smiled softly.

"I don’t think revenge itself is wrong. Living peacefully together would be ideal, but getting attacked first and just taking it isn’t righteous either. That’s just something people who’ve never experienced it say."

I’d already explained everything to Circe—my situation, my feelings, my future goal.

Kind-hearted Circe didn’t particularly welcome the idea of revenge.

Being a witch, she found power struggles hard to understand.

But she’s also incredibly intelligent.

She fully understood my feelings and accepted that I wanted revenge.

She even offered first to help in any way she could if I really went through with it.

Part of it was guilt over how things happened, but mostly it was because she wanted to support her husband.

No matter what anyone says, I’ve become the single most important person in the world to Circe.

’And honestly, Circe was used too.’

Dale never told Circe anything about me or my situation.

If he had, Circe would at least have hesitated about the marriage or wanted to meet me first.

She’s gentle enough to worry about me even now.

And as a great witch, she had no interest in getting involved in human power games.

’Yet he hid everything and dared to use a great witch for his own power. That alone is insane.’

He probably thought I’d just end up a sex slave.

Using a witch—no, a great witch—for his own power is crazy on multiple levels.

’One wrong move and the whole territory could’ve been wiped out. Which is exactly what I’m planning to do to him now.’

He was either so desperate for the lordship he’d sell the territory’s future, or he simply didn’t think at all.

Either way, he’s not fit to be lord.

Prioritizing his greed over the people is already bad enough.

But being incompetent on top of that is the bigger problem.

Anyone ruling a territory needs at least that much ability and responsibility.

Dale has neither.

That gave me certainty that I needed to drag him down.

"If it bothers you, I can go alone. You don’t have to get involved in my personal revenge, Circe."

"What are you saying? I’m your one and only official wife. Even if I can’t help much, at least let me be by your side."

"Mmm... Just having you beside me is already enormous help."

She’s literally a great witch.

If Circe stands next to me, even kings of decent nations would bow.

Parading around with my wife being a great witch naturally screams "this is my level" and serves as intimidation.

’Nobles don’t wear expensive clothes and throw parties just for show. Even back on modern Earth people bought luxury brands worth hundreds or thousands just to flex.’

And as I always say, Circe’s looks and body are overwhelming.

Just standing there would probably make most opponents shrink and stumble over their words.

Above all, it feels damn good for me.

A woman with tits and ass this juicy is my wife.

Showing her off makes my shoulders straighten with pride.

"And I want to see your hometown too, Karl. I’m curious what kind of place it is."

"Then let’s go together. We can call it our honeymoon."

"Hehe! I love that idea."

Circe gently licked my cock with the tip of her tongue.

A subtle wave of pleasure ran through the tip.

"But will we even be able to go? Territory work is so busy."

"It’ll probably be fine. You’ve been helping a lot, and a few days away won’t be a big deal for me either."

Thanks to my help with various duties, Circe had some breathing room.

Luckily a short absence wasn’t a problem.

"The others will probably want to come too. Medea will definitely tag along as secretary and maid."

"Diana and Morgan won’t miss an opportunity like this either—their personalities won’t let them stay behind."

In the end that means a great witch, her adopted daughter, an elf, and a dragon will all be coming.

’...In so many ways, my return is already overshadowed.’

For multiple reasons, Mars territory is about to be turned upside down.