Cow Girl was good at many things. She had to be since she grew up on a farm. There was so much to do and take care of. From taking care of the animals to the buildings themselves. There was always something to do. You kinda had to be a jack of all trades when living on your own if you didn't want to rely on nearby towns to do your dirty work. She was happy to do so.

However, that didn't mean she never yearned for something more. She had gone on a couple of adventures with her beloved husband before they were married and she realized something. Well it was something she already knew but it brought it out in the open. She couldn't be there for him when he was in real danger. She was here, safe at home. He was out there risking his life day in and day out. She wasn't an adventurer so she could never protect him when he was in peril. She knew he had been a few times given that Priestess was not at all a liar.

A small part of her thought that he would favor the other girls because of it. All of them either fought by his side or gave him quests to kill goblins. What did she bring?

She would, without hesitation, answer a warm plate of food and a good night's rest under a safe roof. She may not be a 'kick butt' kind of girl, but she had always been there to support him. He didn't need a woman to kick butt for him. He needed a woman who would pet his head and tell him it was alright from time to time. A woman he could relax with and be happy. A woman who would make him smile. She liked to think she was that woman and she would happily be the best damn housewife a man could ask for.

That's why she always kept her head held high and a smile on her face. No matter how many girls came into his life, she was sure Goblin Slayer still had a special place in his heart for her. That and she was content with knowing he knocked her up first~ She made sure of that.

She hummed delightfully as she finished the meal, "There. I'm sure he'll love it."

She picked up the tray and brought it upstairs. The other women of the household were out at the moment doing various things. Again she had to thank herself for being the housewife at times. It gave her plenty of time to be alone with her husband and her wonderful children. Well they were wonderful when they weren't crying but that was babies for you.

As she came into the hallway, she thought she could hear some talking. So she gently walked over to the doorway and peeked inside. Goblin Slayer was standing in front of a chart. He was wearing his casual clothes and with his stern expression as well. The babies were sitting on the floor, looking up at their papa as best as they could without being bored.

"I'm glad you are all present and accounted for," Goblin Slayer's posture was strict and rigid. Almost like a drill instructor. "I have gathered you all here today to understand our enemy."

Wait. Cow Girl Furrowed her eyebrows. Was he lecturing their kids? Babies? A part of herself thought that was absurd but then remembers who her husband was. She fought the urge to laugh at how ridiculous this was.

Goblin Slayer moved a sheet of paper and it showed a crude image of a goblin. He tapped the paper, "This is a goblin. This is your enemy. You must learn to hate them with every bit of your being. Do you understand?"

All he got was some baby jabber. He nodded and Cow Girl nearly doubled over as she held in her laughter.

"Good," Goblin Slayer said rather seriously, "You must never let them have a moment of respite. What is a good way to kill a goblin?"

Priestess's boy started clapping his hounds, smiling at the little sounds it would make.

Goblin Slayer pointed a finger at him, "Louds sounds to dissorient your enemies. Yes, that can allow you to strike at them when they are distracted. Any other?"

Half Elf Archer's little girl blew a little bubble from her mouth.

"Drowning them is another decent method."

Cow Girl's own daughter giggled as she waved her arms, "Ba ba, ba."

Goblin Slayer nodded, "Archery is a fine method of dispatching goblins but you have to be wary. There are many different types of goblins and they are tricky creatures. Still, I am glad the future of goblin slaying is in your hands."

Cow Girl couldn't hold in her chuckles anymore and pushed open the door. She chuckled all the way over to her surprised husband before planting a big kiss on his lips. She held it there, letting him savor her lips on his. She did the same. Still rough as ever. She pulled back and handed him his tray of food, "I love you, my silly adventurer."

"I love you too," Goblin Slayer simply stated.

"While that was amusing," Cow Girl wagged her finger at him. "They are too young to learn about goblin slaying."

"It is never too early to hate goblins," he said as if that was the absolute truth.

Cow Girl sighed as she pinched the bridge of her nose, "You make me feel silly sometimes for loving a weirdo like you."

"I am not a weirdo," Goblin Slayer stated, "If I had to say it, you and the girls are weirdos for putting up with an insane man like me."

Cow Girl shrugged as she chuckled, "Well as long as you love us, I don't care what you call me. You can call me ugly-"

"Impossible," Goblin Slayer said, "Nothing is farthest from the truth then that. You are a beauty beyond compare."

Cow Girl blushed slightly and kissed him once more, "Oh you're going to get it tonight~" Then she turned to the little ones who were happily crawling towards her. She kneeled down, "Well I think this lesson can be cut short. It's my turn with my little lovelies~"

She loved her children. All of them. Not just the one she gave birth to. They were all special to her and she would shower them all with love and give them a happy life. It's what they deserved. These adorable little babies.

Unbeknownst to them, evil lurked about. Well, evil always lurked about. You couldn't be a fantasy world without some level of magical threats running around. It wouldn't be proper. That's what the gods thought as they created more pieces to the board. Their fun would never end. No matter how many times evil was slain or a hero fell, they would play again and again. This would go on forever if they had their way.

Thusly, one such villainous pawn was ready to strike. He was a lowesome human warlock. A former minion of the now dead Demon Lord. The original plan for him was to be a mini boss and work under a dark elf villain. However, that plan was scrapped when he was killed by Goblin Slayer. So this warlock was just a wandering threat. Something that struck small adventurers now and again.

However, it seemed the piece had made some moves not guided by the gods. They looked on and were pleased. His hatred for the Heroine was not misplaced. He had lost two brothers to her. Well, they were evil and had done such acts that death was a suitable punishment for them, but still. This warlock piece had used his time and energy to collect the remnants of the demon lord's army.

Had it been massive, a god would have tipped off one of the local heroes about it. It was not yet time for a war campaign. That was saved for later, unless Goblin Slayer screwed that up like he had some of their plans before. Strange man. Some hated or loved him for his antics. In this case, they needn't have worried. However, the force was still substantial. Several hundred, perhaps a couple of thousand. Enough to make someone quake in fear with the types of creatures in its employ.

They knew this man's mission and eagerly awaited the battle. Some of them were worried. This piece's actions were headed straight for the home of Priestess and Goblin Slayer. Earth Mother favored them greatly. Thankfully for the gods who wanted to see bloodshed, Earth Mother was not at the table. Apparently she didn't feel like playing for a bit. No matter. She would return and if her favorite pieces were dead, she would have to bear it. All of the gods had lost pieces they loved.

No one could say the gods didn't care about their game characters. They spent a lot of time and energy on this world. Of course they would grow attached but it would always wane. There would be new pieces and new adventures. Surely Earth Mother would understand their need to see some awesome fights.

Last Brother Warlock was not a man who would stop in his quest. He was a brother of three. They had all walked this journey of debauchery for fun. That was it. Now someone ruined his fun. They took his brothers away from him. He would make them pay. So that was why he was known as Last Brother Warlock and he would keep it that way until he gained enough power to become the next Demon Lord. He cackled at the thought. Demon Lords were usually demons. It would be nice to change that up.

When he had heard that Heroine had married. He had started to plan out some things. Then the details came in and his grin had turned vicious. Not only was it Heroine, but Goblin Slayer and Sword Maiden. Other ones as well. All of them had been thorns in the forces of evil's plans. They were all living together. Perfect. He could kill them in one swoop.

Even better. They had kids a few months ago. No doubt the mothers were still tired. As well their minds wouldn't be on combat. This was the perfect time to take them off guard. Yes, the perfect time. On top of that, the children… He could take those powerful children and twist them for his own ends. They would make for powerful generals in his future war. Things couldn't be looking more up for him then they were now.

He cackled, "Yes, this is my time to shine. Soon your world will be crumbling down and I, Last Brother Warlock, will be the one to have done you in." His insane laughter filled the night's sky.

Going to be honest, still wish there were more cute married harem stories, both official and fanfiction. Oh well. I really hope you all enjoyed this chapter and please leave a comment. They are greatly appreciated and do help motivate me to continue. Until next time, take care and stay safe.