The next day, Maximus woke up in the embrace of beauties.
"Good morning~," Maximus muttered.
Looking at their beautiful and peaceful faces, he couldn't help but smile.
"This should be how it's done," he thought.
Thinking of his ascetic life, either fighting or training, he smiled wryly.
Wasn't he training just to see his family happy and at peace?
"I still need to train harder," Maximus vowed.
Times are always changing.
If he were to became complacent, maybe the next day, he wouldn't even see his family.
"Why are you frowning so early in the morning, husband?" Erica opened her eyes and gave him a kiss.
"I'm just thinking about our future."
"Don't worry too much; we are also here," Erica comforted.
The others also woke up comforting Maximus, showing their proud figures.
"Don't you notice something different from us, husband?"
Maximus looked at them carefully, trying to discern what change.
