Beast King's Crippled Mate-Chapter 327: Epilogue: The Legend of Swan and Wolf (I)

Gale was sitting on the ground while facing the Sacred Selene Lake.

It was late spring, and the previously barren grassland around the lake was filled with all kinds of flowers that were alien to the people of the Earth realm.

But for Gale, it wasn’t foreign, because his wife told him each of the names of those flowers since they were native to the Goddess’ realm, where Swan resided for a while.

He took a deep breath, flooding his sensory system with the scents of the flowers around him, but the fragrant flowers paled in comparison with the most beautiful flower of them all.

"Husband!"

Gale turned his head, and saw his flower, Swan, waving at him after she had successfully made a crown using the flowers around her.

Gale smiled as he sighed lovingly, and murmured, "Truly, your scent is the sweetest, wife. I can’t imagine living without your scent around me all the time."

Swan put the flower crown on her head and ran towards her husband who was still sitting while staring at her.

"Husband, come take a look! I’ve made this for you!" Swan exclaimed as she threw her body into his embrace, and sat on his lap. He put the flower crown on Gale’s head, and giggled, "You look less scary wearing this. Maybe you should wear this permanently, so nobody will fear you too much."

Gale chuckled. He didn’t mind doing whatever his wife wanted. She was the only reason for him to continue living, especially after suffering under the curse for a long time.

"Then, you need to make one every day, since these flowers will wilt," Gale said.

"Eh... but it’s so tiring just to make one of these," Swan complained.

"You can just use your magic. It’d take less than a second, right?"

"But then it will have a different feeling," Swan replied. "Do you want me to cook our food using magic? It can be done in less than a second, but I’m sure it’ll taste slightly different."

Gale nodded defeatedly.

He had to admit that Swan’s handmade food was vastly superior to the one created by her magic, to the point that Gale could sense the difference just by the scent.

"You’re right. I can’t eat the food created by magic," Gale confessed. "I’d rather eat raw meat."

"Told you," Swan smiled. "But it’s alright. I can use my magic to make sure the flowers will never wilt."

Swan sprinkled some gold dust that came out of her fingers, and just like that, the flowers had been preserved forever.

Swan squeezed Gale’s cheek before kissing it. She got up and said, "I will cook the meat you hunted today. What is it again? A giant falcon?"

"Mm. I’m in the mood for some bird soup," Gale replied. "I’ve cleaned the meat, so you can cook it immediately."

"Sure~ I’m a bit hungry anyway. We can have that as our dinner," Swan happily skipped through the field of flowers towards their small hut next to the lake.

Gale smiled, seeing his wife walking away cheerfully.

After Swan had ascended into her Goddess form, she was healed out of her cripple immediately. She was also allowed to transform into her ascended Goddess of Miracles form at will, but Swan preferred to be just the Swan that Gale loved, not the Goddess of Miracles unless there was something dire in the kingdom.

Swan was much more energetic and confident now that she could walk on her two feet. She had a big smile most of the time in front of Gale.

She was still shy and reserved in front of others, which would always be the best scenario because Gale tended to get very jealous when Swan was smiling at other men, even if those men were just his soldiers or servants.

She also learned how to cook. She already knew how to, but now that she could walk around the kitchen, she found herself enjoying making food for her husband and son.

Gale watched as Swan entered their small hut, and it didn’t take long for the smoke to puff out of the chimney, followed by a fragrant smell coming from inside the hut.

"How long has it been since we built this hut and lived together at this sacred lake?" Gale pondered.

These days, he spent his days frolicking around the Sacred Selene Lake, hunting for meat and gathering mushrooms and other vegetables for them to eat.

They didn’t need to eat at all, but it felt good to spend their days like a normal married couple.

’I should head back soon. She might need some help preparing the food,’ Gale thought. He tried to get up and winced when he felt something akin to when he was pulling a hamstring.

Gale wasn’t as strong as before. He was still outrageously powerful, but he was aging, and he could feel it every year. After he had been cleansed out of his curse, his body was not in constant pain anymore, so he began to feel all sorts of pain like a regular beastman.

Nevertheless, he didn’t tell Swan any of this because he didn’t want her to worry. It was better to continue having this peaceful life until the end of time if he was lucky enough to see that with her.

Gale entered the hut and saw his wife pouring the soup from the big pot using a ladle. Gale was a big man and ate at least five more servings compared to Swan, but he frowned when he saw the portion that his wife made seemed to be for at least fifteen servings.

"Are you in the mood to eat a lot today, wife?" Gale asked as he helped his wife put the food on their wooden dining table.

"Nope, but we have a guest, and he likes to eat at least ten servings of these," Swan replied gleefully. She glanced at her husband and smiled, "You know who our guest is, right?’