[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-interstellar-beast-world-all-my-husbands-are-pow":3,"chapter-interstellar-beast-world-all-my-husbands-are-pow-interstellar-beast-world-all-my-husbands-are-pow-chapter-229":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","Interstellar Beast World: All My Husbands Are Powerful and Rich!",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},1305358,1733,"Chapter 229: I want a child too","interstellar-beast-world-all-my-husbands-are-pow-chapter-229",229,"\u003Cp>Rory looked at Paros—at the raw grievance and quiet sorrow written so clearly across his face—and found herself at a loss for words.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Paros... you don’t need to be upset. Terry was never your child. He really is Yuel’s. You only remembered wrong because your mental state was unstable. Once you recover... you’ll understand.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...Not mine?\" Paros turned to look at the small fruit resting in Yuel’s palm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He believed her. And yet, the ache in his chest refused to ease.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...Big sister.\" His voice dropped, almost hesitant. \"I want a child too.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His own child. A dragon hatchling.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You want a child? Then go have one yourself. Why are you telling my Female Master? Who do you think you are?\" Xarion’s mocking voice cut in sharply.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the next instant, he was already at Rory’s side.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Paros ignored him, instead reaching out to clutch the edge of Rory’s sleeve, grievance returning to his eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Big sister... he’s bullying me.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"’Big sister’?\" Xarion let out a scoff, leaning lazily against Rory as he looked Paros up and down with open disdain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Did I hear that right? A dragon well past thirty calling my Female Master—who’s barely in her twenties—big sister? Paros, have you no shame?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"A grown dragon, acting like some half-weaned cub, playing pitiful just to gain sympathy? Is your brain made of dragon scales? Thick and tough—so tough even common sense can’t pierce it?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing Paros’s eyes redden, Xarion showed no sign of stopping.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Playing weak isn’t enough—you even dare ask my Female Master for a child? She’s already broken her match with you. On what grounds should she bear your offspring? Because of that tearful face of yours?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He looked him over again, voice dripping with contempt. \"Take a good look at yourself. Do you think you’re worthy?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>...That was ruthless.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Standing off to the side, Nix rubbed his arms unconsciously, goosebumps rising.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He felt a sudden, deep relief.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Good thing he’d never really offended Xarion before.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That mouth of his was more terrifying than any ability.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If he were ever on the receiving end of that kind of verbal assault, he’d probably want to disappear on the spot and never show his face again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jasper, meanwhile, looked conflicted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He glanced at Xarion—absurdly powerful, overwhelmingly dominant—and then listened to that merciless tongue.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A deep sense of helplessness crept in.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Was this even fair?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ridiculous strength, overwhelming abilities—and now even unmatched skill in arguments.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A complete, all-around suppression.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Who could possibly compete?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Vincent, standing nearby, raised a brow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xarion wasn’t just a formidable fighter—he was also an excellent mouthpiece.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If those old veterans in the army ever started lecturing him again, maybe he should just bring Xarion along and let them have a taste of it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yuel, as though he heard nothing at all, simply wrapped Terry in a layer of mental energy, shielding him from the noise.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wen, who had just arrived, heard Xarion’s tirade and instinctively turned as if to leave.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What had Paros done this time to provoke that demon? Were they about to fight again?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He cautiously glanced over.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Paros stood there, taking every word without resistance. His tall frame trembled faintly. His dark eyes brimmed with unshed tears.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He said nothing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Didn’t defend himself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just looked straight at Rory—silent, wounded, pleading.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As if saying:Big sister... he’s scolding me... he’s bullying me... won’t you help me?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That gaze—wet, fragile, unbearably pitiful—could soften even the hardest heart.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Would Rory scold Xarion for him?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Of course not.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Instead, a headache began to build.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xarion’s words were harsh, but every sentence was a declaration of his claim, a defense of her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>How could she possibly reprimand her own partner for the sake of someone whose mind was still unstable?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rory averted her gaze, refusing to meet Paros’s pleading eyes, and shifted the topic decisively.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Enough. Terry’s situation is settled now. It’s getting late. Let’s call the dragon elders and discuss what to do next.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She had promised Elder Ethan she would continue helping Paros stabilize.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She couldn’t just leave.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But staying in the Water Domain indefinitely wasn’t an option either.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She still needed to return—and complete her bond with Vincent. She didn’t want him to wait too long.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hearing her decision, Vincent turned to Wen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Wen, you’re more familiar with the Dragon Palace. Please go and invite the elders.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Understood.\" Wen nodded and left at once.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Vincent then looked to Jasper and Nix.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Rory hasn’t had breakfast yet. Go prepare something for her.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Neither of them objected. They left immediately.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Finally, Vincent turned to Yuel, his gaze falling on the small fruit now asleep in his palm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Will Terry remain like this... attached to you?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yuel shook his head slightly. \"I need to guide his vine back onto me.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rory’s attention sharpened at once. \"How do we do that?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yuel smiled faintly. \"I’ll need a quiet room,\" he said calmly. \"For the next half hour, no one can disturb me.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After speaking, he turned his gaze to Xarion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Xarion, I’ll have to trouble you to stand guard at the door. Until I come out, don’t let anyone interrupt Terry or me.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rory and Vincent both looked toward Xarion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xarion straightened, giving a short nod.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Fine.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Thank you.\" Yuel knew he wouldn’t refuse.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>***\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Soon, Wen arrived with several dragon elders.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At Rory’s request, Ethan Gabriel arranged a chamber—secluded, secure, and utterly quiet—for Yuel.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Once Yuel entered with Terry, Rory instructed Xarion to guard the door. Then she and Vincent followed the elders to a pavilion nearby.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It wasn’t far from the chamber.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With a single glance, she could still see Xarion standing watch outside. Paros remained at Rory’s side the entire time. The sting from earlier hadn’t faded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was still hurt—still dwelling on how she had sided with Xarion. But he understood something, too.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He could only endure it quietly. He couldn’t make a scene.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because she didn’t like him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And if he caused trouble, she might truly ignore him altogether.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xarion’s earlier words echoed in his mind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She’s already broken her match with you.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Was that true?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Why couldn’t he remember any of it?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Elder Ethan cast a glance at his visibly aggrieved Dragon Lord, then turned to Rory with a careful, almost placating tone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Rory... may I ask why you summoned us so early?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rory answered directly, \"I asked you all to come because my partners have arrived. Terry’s situation has been resolved. My partners and I... will be leaving the Water Domain.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...Leaving?\" The elders were stunned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, almost instinctively, their gazes shifted toward Paros.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Worry crept into their expressions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They couldn’t ask Rory to stay—not for Paros.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After all, the Water Domain was not her home. And she had long since severed her match with their Dragon Lord.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She owed them nothing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But if she truly left... what would become of Paros?\u003C\u002Fp>",1140,"2026-06-05T18:17:47.496Z",1,"novelbin.me","12c17cefeab6cb69a09163204d654560231b27afce4e2f532d70145fbfdc895a","interstellar-beast-world-all-my-husbands-are-pow-chapter-53","interstellar-beast-world-all-my-husbands-are-pow-chapter-228",315,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Finterstellar-beast-world-all-my-husbands-are-pow-cover.jpg"]