Reincarnated With The Strongest System Chapter 1479 Wendy After Story - A Selfish Wish

Perched high above a mountain spring, Wendy gazed out over the expanse of Asgard. She leaned her weight against the handsome Half-Elf who shared the warm waters with her. Together, they surveyed a breathtaking vista—a sight coveted by many yet witnessed by almost none. They existed like deities, casting their eyes down upon a vibrant world and the myriad lives unfolding within it.

"It has been quite a while since we could simply enjoy a moment such as this," Wendy murmured softly. "You have been notoriously occupied lately, perpetually jet-setting to various nations to confer with Kings, Emperors, Presidents, and Prime Ministers. Why, a K-Pop Idol troupe even sought your presence recently. Your popularity has clearly reached new heights. Even the elderly woman running the village candy store on Earth is now transfixed by Sidonie's dramatized adaptation of your life."

The Half-Elf let out a chuckle at the hint of bite in his wife’s tone. "Morgana and Elliot seem to be thoroughly enjoying the creative process of that adaptation," William replied. "Regardless, I offer my apologies for my recent absence. Both Hestia and Earth are navigating a delicate transition, and as the official representative of this realm, I must meet with Earth's leadership to reassure them that we harbor no designs of conquest."

The sudden emergence of Hestians on Earth—individuals gifted with superhuman prowess—had understandably rattled world leaders. They feared William intended to claim their world as his own Domain, a notion far removed from his true intentions. Naturally, their apprehension was not entirely unjustified. With a flick of his wrist, the Half-Elf could deploy an army across the Bifrost Bridge to any location on Earth, whereas Earth possessed no viable path to reach Hestia. To mitigate tension and prevent unnecessary panic, William had little choice but to maintain an active diplomatic presence with these global figures. If there was one profound lesson he had learned through his experiences, it remained the same: humanity inherently fears what it cannot comprehend. Fortunately, those diplomatic efforts had successfully quelled the anxieties of the masses, granting his wives, friends, and associates the freedom to traverse the planet as they pleased—with the notable exception of Kasogonaga, who had unexpectedly transcended status to become an international superstar.

"Well, at least you finally carved out time for me today," Wendy noted playfully. "I honestly began to think I would need to join the queue with the rest of the world just to secure a meeting with you."

William offered an affectionate smile, pressing a gentle kiss to the nape of her neck. His hands moved to cup her breasts, massaging her with deliberate, soft rhythm. "You mentioned a desire to gift our daughter, Eir, a younger sibling," William whispered. "How could I possibly refuse that request?"

"She has been pestering me endlessly, mostly because she envies the bond between Maple and Cinnamon. Plus, seeing how Cherry welcomed triplets a few months ago clearly sparked a desire for siblings of her own."

"But she has many siblings already, does she not?" William asked, his right hand tracing slow circles over Wendy's lower abdomen. "Does she not view them as her own kin?"

Wendy gave a small nod. "She certainly does. However, she specifically wants me to give birth, so she can dote on a new brother or sister without having to share them with anyone else."

She surrendered to her husband’s touch, not resisting in the slightest. As his hand traveled lower, a wave of temptation washed over her, and she nearly suggested they vacate the spring for the privacy of their bedroom.

"You all seem to be of the same mind," William chuckled. "Even Belle approached me recently, suggesting it was high time Stella had a sibling of her own."

A giggle escaped Wendy’s lips at the admission. "Well, you have only yourself to blame for gathering such a large harem," she said. "I hardly mind the large family, of course. I treat all your children as if they were born of me, and I am certain most of them view us as their mothers in equal measure."

Wendy turned in the water to face him, drawing him into a kiss. "You know, there are moments I find myself wishing you were mine, and mine alone." She pressed a finger against his lips to silence him. "It is selfish, I know, but I often wonder how life would have differed had Asgard not fallen. Had I been your only wife, I would have monopolized your heart completely. Even the other Valkyries, who held you in such high regard, would have kept their distance out of fear of my displeasure."

William smirked, catching her finger with his lips. "An interesting thought, but have you forgotten that Chiffon was by my side even then?"

"Well, I suppose I could share you with Chiffon," Wendy conceded with a shrug. "At the very most, you would have only had two wives..."

"Do not forget Acedia," William interrupted. "Even with the gaps in my memory, she never forgot me. She would have found her way to Asgard eventually. Not to mention the complications involving Aila, the Vanir, and the status of Ashe..."

Wendy reached up to cup his face, pulling playfully on his cheeks until the Half-Elf finally held up his hands in mock surrender.

"I had completely overlooked the sheer volume of women who were always present in your life," Wendy sighed, shaking her head.

"What can I say? Your husband is simply too handsome and popular," William replied with a rueful smile. "Besides, Ashe and Acedia reminded me constantly during my time in Midgard that they were my first loves, long before my memory was lost in Asgard."

"Enough of them," Wendy pouted. "Let us focus on our baby-making efforts for the day."

"A brilliant suggestion," William agreed. He lifted his naked wife from the water and activated his powers, teleporting them instantly into their bedroom while simultaneously drying them with a wave of energy. Despite the many unions in his life, his love for Wendy remained steadfast, and he cherished this moment of intimacy. Before long, the room was filled with the soft, melodic sighs of the Valkyrie as she and her husband celebrated their love. One year later, she would bring their son into the world, naming him Imriel. This young man would eventually venture across the multiverse to forge his own path, leading him toward a fateful encounter that would alter the course of his existence forever.