Primitive Man

Chapter 39: Current state

Garnt stammered for a moment, trying to find the right words to explain his actions to his infuriated mother. "I... I was just training with Kiriah and Baktou, Mother. They needed to improve their combat skills, and I thought this would be a good way to help them get stronger."

Gundo's anger didn't seem to subside as she glared at her son. "In the middle of the village, with all these people betting on you, Garnt? You couldn't have found a more appropriate place for their training?"

Garnt's eyes darted nervously between his mother and Aunt Ayra, who seemed to be thoroughly enjoying the spectacle. He knew he had made a grave mistake. "I... I didn't think it would cause any harm, Mother.

I wanted to make sure they were prepared for the challenges ahead."

Gundo's grip on Garnt's hand tightened, and she pulled him closer to her. "You have a responsibility as the patriarch of this village to set a good example, Garnt. This kind of behaviour is not befitting of someone in your position."

Everyone who gathered to watch the duel, quickly started to leave seeing Gundo blaming her son. They didn't want to get caught in the problem and anger Gundo, who was known to have the ability to even tame, Garnt.

Garnt's shoulders slumped in defeat as he realized the gravity of his actions. He knew his mother was right, and he had let his desire to train his siblings and show his dominance cloud his judgment. "I'm sorry, Mother. It won't happen again."

Gundo nodded, her anger slowly subsiding. "I know. Now, let's go back home, and we'll discuss the appropriate way to punish you. And as for Ayra," she turned to her sister, "please take Kiriah and Baktou with you and ensure they receive their punishment for participating in this chaos."

Ayra gave Garnt a mischievous smile before nodding in agreement. "Of course, Gundo. Come on, you two troublemakers, let's go."

As Garnt was led away by his mother, he couldn't help but feel a mixture of embarrassment.

[Still can't go against her, even after all this time. Looks like there are few women that can tame this wild dog.]

"Kyah~ Lady Gundo, is it true that Patriach is younger than me?"

"Can I help you with anything?"

Suddenly, all the attention in the room shifted, and anyone could practically see the hearts in the girls' eyes as they began to gaze longingly at Garnt. Their eyes were locked onto him, their giggles and whispers filling the air.

Gundo, noticing the sudden change in atmosphere, felt her temper flare. She raised her voice, demanding everyone's attention. "Enough! Back to work, all of you!

Sit back and wait until Garnt finishes his punishment of making more ropes." Her stern tone quickly restored order, and the girls reluctantly turned their attention back to their tasks, albeit with longing glances thrown in Garnt's direction.

[Garnt, are you going to marry one of these girls? You can take multiple girls, but make rules so others won't start going crazy with their mating. You need a proper order.]

"Hmm, I don't really know. I know about all the romance stuff thanks to your holy scripts." He paused for a moment and looked at the girls next to him without making it obvious and then he continued.

"All of them are beautiful and attractive and I would really like to have sex with them, but I don't want to spend my life with them. I don't feel any special love toward them. Is it a bad thing?"

Eva laughed hearing his words, seeing him being straightforward.

[Not really. It is normal for men to seek beautiful girls. But you always need that special someone to have a special connection with, so no need to be confused, it is normal.]

With her reassuring words, Garnt kept doing his punishment faithfully trying to avoid the eyes of the girls, who kept looking at him, so he could quickly finish this and do something interesting instead of doing boring labour.