Transmigrated Into a Tribal World: My Alien Husbands Spoil Me Too Much

Chapter 65: Male Birth Control?

Ikarus took Maeve and Axan to see the Clouds while Cerus was left behind to serve his light punishment; cleaning both her hut and their cave.

"But it wasn’t really his fault," Maeve pointed out as they walked.

Ikarus nodded. "We know." A second later, a smile spread across his face. "But we still want to punish him."

Axan nodded in agreement. "It feels great."

Maeve stared at the two of them for a moment before letting out a small sigh. It quickly became clear that neither of them was actually upset about what Cerus had done the night before.

Typical siblings.

"Oh, there they are," Ikarus said, pointing toward the Clouds that had been tied to several tree trunks.

Maeve immediately froze. She even blinked several times as she stared at the creatures in the distance.

To be honest, she had expected the Clouds to look somewhat similar to sheep, and she had been right. But their size... their size was completely beyond her imagination.

Most of the sheep she had seen back on Earth were less than a meter tall. The Clouds, however, were enormous.

They were slightly taller than Maeve herself, and their thick coats of wool made them look even larger. From a distance, they looked like giant fluffy boulders scattered among the trees.

"T-They’re really big," Maeve said with an awkward laugh.

The creatures weren’t doing anything threatening. Most of them were simply chewing grass peacefully. Even so, their massive size made her hesitate.

Instead of approaching them, she stayed where she was and watched from a safe distance.

Noticing her nervousness, Ikarus gently took her hand.

"It’s alright," he reassured her. "They only eat grass, so they won’t bite you."

Axan immediately added, "But they can still electrocute you."

Yeah. That wasn’t helpful at all.

"But are you sure they won’t run away?" Maeve asked, deciding to focus on a more important concern. "We only tied them to the tree trunks."

Considering their enormous size, she honestly felt that the Clouds could probably rip the trees right out of the ground if they really wanted to escape.

"They won’t run away," Axan said. "The Clouds are difficult to catch because they’re heavy and can electrocute us, but because they’re so heavy, they’re also very slow and incredibly lazy."

Maeve looked at the Clouds more carefully and finally noticed what he meant.

One of the Clouds was chewing grass so slowly that it looked as though someone had slowed down time around it.

"And they can’t jump either," Ikarus added. "So even if you build short fences, they still won’t be able to escape."

In other words, the Clouds really were perfect livestock.

"However, we still need to think about their food," Ikarus continued. "They eat a lot. If we don’t grow enough grass soon, they’ll start eating anything they can find."

He paused for a moment. "And when I say anything, I mean anything." Then he slowly looked Maeve up and down. "That includes you—"

"Yes, I get it," Maeve interrupted immediately. "They can eat anything. Message received."

Ikarus looked a little disappointed that he hadn’t been able to finish his warning.

Ignoring him, Maeve continued, "But our original plan should still work, right? We can focus aether energy into a small area and turn it into a grass field for the livestock."

Ikarus nodded. "It should work. I just need to discuss it with the people who specialize in plants."

"I see." Maeve smiled. "Then I think I’ll continue working on my project and make the measuring tools."

Axan immediately turned toward her. "The tools for the carpenters?"

Maeve nodded. "That’s right. Do you want to help me? If you’re not busy."

"I’m not busy." The answer came so quickly that Maeve almost laughed. "I can help."

Although his face remained as calm as ever, she somehow knew he was genuinely interested.

"Great!" Maeve said. "Then you’re hired."

As it turned out, choosing Axan as her helper was one of the best decisions she had ever made because he was patient, careful, and surprisingly quick to learn.

After Maeve explained the numbers once, he had already memorized them. Meanwhile, Maeve was slowly losing the feeling in her hand.

"Oh, God," she groaned while carving another number into a ruler with a sharp stone. "This feels endless."

She had only planned to make ten rulers, but her hand already felt sore after finishing just one.

"You should rest," Axan said.

Maeve looked up. "Rest?"

"I’ll do the rest."

Maeve stared at him. "The rest? There are still eight rulers left."

Axan nodded as though eight more rulers were nothing.

"It’s fine." He never even lifted his head from his work. "You can sit over there and wait."

Honestly, Maeve didn’t want him doing everything by himself. Still, Axan looked so focused and determined that she eventually gave up arguing.

She sat down nearby and absentmindedly played with a few small stones while watching him work.

For a while, only the scratching sounds of carving filled the air, but then a thought suddenly crossed her mind. "How about..." Maeve began. "We get married after I give birth?"

A second later, she frowned. "But wait... I won’t get pregnant again right away, will I?"

Her eyes widened slightly. "Or should I? Would the second pregnancy be better than the first one?"

Before Axan could answer, Pinky suddenly appeared in front of her. "Your fertility rate is extremely high, Host!" Pinky announced proudly. "You could become pregnant again just one month after giving birth!"

Maeve’s eye twitched. Just one month later? That’s way too fast!

To be fair, she had already suspected that the Azuryn Tribe would be thrilled if she produced lots of babies in a short amount of time.

Still... one month sounded terrifying.

However, Axan spoke before she could continue thinking about it. "We can prevent you from getting pregnant too soon."

Maeve blinked, then she jokingly asked, "By not mating?"

She expected Axan to laugh. Instead, he answered seriously. "That’s one way."

The moment those words left his mouth, he quickly looked up. "But it’s not the only way."

For some reason, he looked oddly panicked, so Maeve couldn’t hold back her laughter. "Alright, then." She smiled. "What’s the other way?"

Axan cleared his throat. "We don’t really use it anymore because pregnancies have become so rare," he explained. "But in the past, the males would drink an infusion made from red tree bark every day."

Maeve blinked. "And that works?"

Axan nodded. "It prevents us from getting our mates pregnant."

Maeve stared at him for several seconds before slowly pointing a finger at him. "You’re telling me your tribe invented male birth control?"

Axan looked slightly confused. "If you mean a drink that can control the birth rate, then yes. I suppose you could call it that."

Maeve immediately covered her face with both hands. "And the males willingly drink that every single day?" she asked seriously. "Without any complaints?"

Axan looked even more confused. "Why... why would we complain?"

Maeve slowly lowered her hands. "Because people usually complain about things like that."

"I don’t understand." He genuinely looked lost. "It’s a good solution if we still want to mate but don’t want to burden our mate too soon."

Maeve stared at him, then she stared a little longer. The more she looked at him, the more she felt like there was a huge cultural gap between Earth and the Azuryn Tribe.

If she had known that the males of the Azuryn Tribe were more reasonable than those alpha males back on Earth, she might have wanted to transmigrate here from the very beginning.

Still, she quickly returned to the original topic. "If that’s the case," Maeve said, "then I guess we don’t have a problem."

She pointed at herself. "I’ll let you know when I want to get pregnant again."

A faint smile appeared on his face. "Yes," he said. "That will do."

With the matter settled, Axan returned to carving numbers onto the remaining rulers.

The steady scratching sound of stone against wood soon filled the area once more, and somehow, it was enough to soothe Maeve’s mind.

By the time Axan finally put down the sharp stone in his hand, nearly two hours had gone by. Not only had he finished the ten rulers they originally needed, but he had also carved five extra ones.

Maeve’s eyes immediately lit up. "You did such a great job!" she exclaimed, clapping her hands together excitedly. "Thank you so much! Now we can finally teach the carpenters and Elder Vax how to use them!"

A small smile appeared on Axan’s face. Seeing Maeve so happy made the sore fingers and hours of work feel completely worth it.

After lunch, Maeve gathered everyone she needed for the lesson.

Kona arrived first, followed by two other carpenters, Tavir and Toren. Elder Vax joined them as well since he would be building the fences later and would need to understand the new measuring system.

Soon, a small group had gathered outside Maeve’s hut.

The men sat in a loose circle on the ground while Maeve stood in front of them, holding two wooden rulers in her hands.

"Alright, everyone!" Maeve announced, clapping the two rulers together for attention. "It’s time for all of you to ascend and become the greatest carpenters in this world!"