Rizki found himself in an unexpected situation, chilling in a dimly lit room with an old elf named Varian, who happened to be the father of the four girls he had recently tied the knot with. Laughter echoed around, but Rizki couldn't help feeling a mix of embarrassment and frustration.
"You know, all I wanted was to marry Eve as you requested years ago, and now I'm here, hitched to all four of them..." Rizki griped, his legs shaking like a leaf. He wanted to show how overwhelming this situation was, so he struggled to maintain his balance, displaying his wobbly legs.
Varian, the old elf on the bed, burst into even louder laughter, clearly enjoying Rizki's predicament. Amidst the laughter, Varian replied, "Don't blame me, son. It's our tradition. I have quadruplets, and if you marry one, you're committed to all four. After all, four wives are better than one, right?"
Frustrated, Rizki exclaimed in the high tone, "But they're too wild!" He pointed at Varian, who was still chuckling. "It took me a solid hour to satisfy them, for goodness' sake!" Rizki's voice grew louder with frustration, and his legs gave way, causing him to tumble to the ground.
Varian couldn't resist teasing him further, "Better than spending two hours with Liora, isn't it?"
"Hey!! I never slept with her!" Rizki pointed at Varian in disbelief, his face showing his amusement at the accusation. Varian replied, "I can tell immediately that she could go on for two hours non-stop."
"Cheater!!!" Rizki teased Varian.
He cleared his throat then announced, "Mind you! It's just a manly guesswork!"
He then jokingly suggested, "Maybe I should ask Liora to give you some pointers on enduring for two hours in bed."
Hearing this, Rizki blushed and exclaimed, "Screw you, old fogey! I'm not into older women, and Liora's not a prostitute!" His outburst only made Varian laugh even harder, and he remarked, "You made my day, son!"
Varian decided to change the subject, saying, "Alright, alright, I was just messing with you. By the way, are my daughters treating you well on your first night?" He inquired as he lay on the bed, unable to get up properly due to his illness.
Rizki nodded and admitted, "They're actually nice. But I hope I don't have to repeat that four-hour session anytime soon." He then shook his head in disbelief at the mere thought. Varian, seemingly unfazed, replied, "Well, at least you got three virgins out of four."
Hearing this, Rizki leaned back in his chair, his curiosity piqued. "So, you know?" he inquired. Varian nodded and replied, "Everyn was quite the wild one, I must say." Varian then continued, "Unlike her elder sisters, she was incredibly adventurous."
Hearing those words, Rizki nodded in agreement and remarked, "Indeed, she knew more moves than any of her sisters."
Varian, however, decided to drop the conversation, saying, "Let's not discuss that anymore. You're making it sound like Everyn is a prostitute." Rizki protested, "And you have the audacity to call your own servant one?! Now you're comparing your own daughter to that? What the heck are you thinking?"
"Shh!! Don't let anyone hear it!" Varian tried to hush him, realizing he had spoken without thinking. Then, Varian leaned back and asked, "So, what's your plan?" Rizki explained that he intended to head to The Land of Bastion after discussing it with Liora during his training.
Varian reminisced for a moment, "Hmm, hundreds of years ago. Liora, or as I used to call her, Alice, was one of the strongest elves in our forest. Her power was nearly as strong as a hero's."
He continued with a sigh, "But she was rejected by The Land of Bastion. That event marked a period of ridicule and suffering for our race, as we were constantly mocked and our belongings stolen. It fueled her hatred for the heroes from the other races, leading her to become a hero assassin."
He added, "But that's all in the past now. I believe she would be happy if you made it to The Land of Bastion and became a hero."
As Varian reached for a cigar, his trembling hand caused it to fall, and he laughed it off. Rizki couldn't help but comment, "You're too old to hold a cigar, man!" To which Varian playfully retorted, "Hey, I'm your dad now! Grab the cigar for me!" Rizki mockingly replied, "Nah, you aren't!"
Laughter and banter filled the room once more. Eventually, Varian returned to the main topic, asking, "So, what will you do after you arrive in The Land of Bastion if, by any chance, you get rejected as well?"
Recalling everything he had gathered over the past three years, Rizki carefully considered the request from Varian a year ago, the quadruplets' stories, Liora's past, and the current conversation. He decided, "I'll personally take care of dismantling the weapons."
Varian shook his head, offering some constructive feedback, "Destroying the weapons may be impossible. How about reclaiming them all?"
Intrigued but still uncertain, Rizki asked, "But didn't you say no one could take those weapons away? How do you suggest we go about reclaiming them?" He was eager to understand the details.
Liora, who had been quietly listening to their conversation for a while, suddenly chimed in with a compliment, "To think that Rizki could last for hours in bed is quite impressive." She affectionately patted his head before revealing a bow that caught Rizki's attention.
"Ah, the Bow of Zadkiel," Varian remarked, attempting to stand but failing due to his age and illness. Liora, ever the caregiver, rushed to assist him while teasing, "I'm much older than you, yet you look like your father already!"
Varian laughed at her comment before returning to the topic at hand. "Now, Liora, tell him how you got your hands on the Bow of Zadkiel."
With Varian's prompting, Liora began to recount a surprising and intriguing story, one that was known as the hero assassin and now a servant and the guard for Danielle Clan, she revealed. "It was from my late husband, whom I killed."