Chapter 125: A Smidge Too Far

'...And then, I married my fortieth when I returned from a great battle that was fought for two hundred days and nights. I decided that I had made her wait long enough and she was now ready to behold my-'

"No offense, but... you seem like kind of a manwhore, Mr. Voice."

'...What?'

Lucia sat up from her resting position on her flying sword and looked at the sun that was rising in the distance. 

"I mean, think about it. Why do you need forty wives?"

'Because I can have them! I am a god!'

"Sure, sure, but if you just so casually marry anyone just because you can, doesn't the value of your love, as well as any meaning in your relationships, decrease with every new conquest?"

'...WHAT!?'

"I mean do you not care about their happiness at all? Surely you cannot efficiently make time for all of those women. Not in the way that a marriage demands."