She took the chance of Thyra's momentary surprise and jumped off his lap. She walked toward her daughter. For some reason, her daughter stepped back to create distance between them.
"Has the table been cleared?" Her mother asked as if nothing had happened. Her mother collected the dishes that had fallen off her hand and said, "You don't need to bring the dishes here. Collect them on one of the tables and wipe the other."
The mother almost pushed her daughter out of the kitchen. Although she didn't know the name of his current wife, the urgency of her actions assured him that she, too, was eager to satisfy her carnal desires.
She tried pushing her daughter away while stealing glances at Thyra's expression. Such action gave Thyra an urge to tease her more.
As soon as Thyra stood up, the woman noticed it. With one hard push, she forced her daughter out of the kitchen and quickly ran to grab his arms between her softness.
"Brother," she called.
Thyra looked into her eyes, or at least he tried.
There was a red mole on the cleavage side of her right breast. Her tavern maid attire nearly pushed both of her knockers out, making the red mole particularly striking.
Thyra was curious if she always dressed like this or if it was for him, but he was sure that it certainly aided the increased sales in the restaurant.
"It is as you have said." The boob hug on his forearms was alluring, but he still pulled his hand away. Still, he gave a smile to the confused woman, saying, "I do think I am drunk. I should take a bath first."
She looked at him, making sure that she had heard it wrong. However, when she didn't receive any change in his expression or his words, she awkwardly answered, "Okay, brother."
Thyra could see her unhappy expression mixed with regret. Still, she led him out of the kitchen by the back door. As expected, it was a small backyard. It was about 150 square meters.
Thyra was sure Viksha wasn't poor. Even though he was just a soldier, Thyra was sure Viksha was well-connected. That was also why he could land a job at the general's mansion.
Although he wasn't very rich, he was far from poor. In Thyra's last world, he would have been in the upper middle class. And the two-story building was enough proof of it.
And the walled backyard was a sign of true luxury. However, this place wasn't wasted as a garden in a wealthy household.
Instead, on the right, a few big cooking wares were scattered around two clay stoves built on the ground. With the dark color of the wall near them, one could see that a lot of food was cooked there.
The left side of the backyard was the setting for the bathroom. It was a bathroom without a wall. An enormous wooden tub was big enough for Thyra to sit comfortably in, as were a few small vessels containing water.
However, the water in the enormous wooden basin was giving off steam.
She said, "Brother, the water is warm. You can take a bath now. Otherwise, it will get cold."
Only then did Thyra realize that it was a poor man's bathtub.
He looked around to find the only covered place in the backyard. It was right opposite the bathtub, at most 10 feet away from it. It was just big enough to hold two people.
She looked up to see Thyra looking at the covered area. She quickly said, "Brother, please freshen up. I am in the kitchen. If you need anything, you can call me."
She returned to the kitchen without giving him a chance to say anything. Thyra looked at her retreating back, feeling that his 'so-called' wife just gave him an underwhelming response.
"The night is yet to end."
After an hour had passed since sunset, the sky returned to being dark. However, there was another thing he was curious about. Although he had a guess, he couldn't help but check what was behind the door of the not-so-sturdy cabin.
"It was cleaner than the one I had expected." Although there was still a hint of ammonia coming off the ground, it was still a lot cleaner for this world as it didn't have any modern technologies.
"She performs her wifely duty quite diligently." Thyra removed his dress and climbed onto the wooden tub. Naturally, a little water spilled out of the tub.
"Has the empire really had a drought in the last two years?" Thyra couldn't help wondering. And after that real plan thing from Itkas, Thyra couldn't help wondering.
But he remembered that the empire was vast, and it was normal for one part to have a drought while other parts had a normal monsoon.
More importantly, it was more than just the knowledge from the novel. The mercenaries that he had sent for investigation had also confirmed it.
"But it's really good to have such a bath for a long time," Thyra mumbled as he relaxed, soaking his body in the warm water. The last time she did it, it was in Luxor. He was sure that the place had been destroyed by now.
Alas! Thyra's alone time didn't last long. The back door of the kitchen opened again, and she came out. She stopped a little distance away from Thyra's tub.
The starlight was bright enough for Thyra to identify her, while her essence ability was enough for Thyra to see everything, as in early dusk. Naturally, he could see she was blushing.
"Brother, I need to use that place."
Thyra followed her eyes, realizing what she was talking about. He wasn't able to understand why she was reporting it to him.
'Maybe this guy is a dominant husband who wants his wife to report everything.' Such a thought gave rise to a thousand naughty scenarios in his mind, which redirected the blood towards his meat.
"Do it." Thyra instinctively looked away as he tried to control his raging bull.
However, Thyra being Thyra, she could not help but look in her direction, hoping to get some peepshots. The result was beyond his expectations.
To his utter surprise, the door was as open as possible. Thyra had a hunch she was planning something, but Thyra never expected her to send him such an open invitation.
She had pulled her dress above her waist, exposing her slightly bulky ass. If that wasn't enough, she put her other hand on the wall, bent forward, and aimed her ass towards Thyra. She spread her legs wide apart as she peed.
Thyra had noticed this world had few to no rules for relieving themselves. It was normal for the ladies to relieve themselves while standing like men. It was more common among the soldiers in his army, though.
And Thyra could understand why no man had ever tried to change such a beautiful stance. She kept holding her dress above her waist while using water to clean her privates, legs, and the place where she had relieved herself.
"Oh!" It was only then that her eyes met Thyra's. She acted like she had accidentally flashed herself, quickly covered herself, and ran away as if it were all just a mistake.
But Thyra knew better. There was no way she would forget to close the door while doing it, but she would remember to do it after she was done. And if that wasn't enough, Thyra had another proof.
When she needed water, she approached the vessel close to Thyra's tub while displaying her privates. She could take water from the vessel closer to the toilet if she wanted.
"She is trying to seduce me." A smile appeared on Thyra's face. But the fact that she tried to tease Thyra didn't go well with Thyra.
"She dared to tease me," Thyra said as he exited the tub naked. He dried himself but didn't bother to put on his clothes before walking towards the kitchen.
At that moment, Thyra was full of determination. He wanted to ensure this woman understood the danger of seducing Thyra.
But she paused as he was about to step inside.
"He has fallen asleep." She handed the little child to her daughter, saying, "Take him to the room. And I think you should sleep with your brothers and take care of them. I will…"