Nine-Year-Old Son-In-Law Gets Married While Staring at His Sick Son

On the night of our wedding, my nine-year-old husband-in-law stared at me while holding three sticks of incense without saying a word. My tribe forced me to have fun, thinking that by giving me a mute with amnesia that was covered in injuries, they could eat me and my family property. They were all waiting to see how this sick man like me would die. But they didn't know that this little wolf cub that everyone could bully turned around and bit off the black hand that was reaching for me with its bloody teeth. I thought I had picked up a bastard, but it turned out that I had found a living King of Hell as my backer.