Reborn As A Beastman With A System

Chapter 169: Marriage Talks!

The Greymane family's major event?

Logan furrowed his brow, puzzled. "What does that have to do with me?" he asked, his eyes shifting toward his brother-in-law, Fisher. He couldn't make sense of it. What could the Greymane family's business possibly have to do with him?

Fisher, without wasting time on formalities, locked eyes with Logan and said bluntly, "It's about you and my sister's marriage."

Logan's jaw dropped, the word "marriage" hanging in the air like a sudden thunderclap.

"Marriage?" he repeated, almost in disbelief.

Why was marriage suddenly being discussed? Especially when he hadn't even given it much thought.

Fisher leaned forward, his voice stern as his expression darkened. "You mean to tell me you've never considered marrying my sister, Jane? After all this time?"

Caught off guard by Fisher's intensity, Logan shook his head rapidly, his voice rising defensively. "No, no! It's not like that!"

Fisher's eyes narrowed for a moment, studying Logan carefully. Then, just as quickly, his tone shifted back to normal, though still firm. "So, when exactly do you plan on marrying her?"

Logan hesitated. "Isn't it... a bit early for that?" he asked cautiously, feeling the weight of the conversation. Surely, he couldn't be rushed into something so important.

Fisher scoffed at the response, clearly unimpressed. "Too early? How long have you known my sister, huh? Don't tell me you're still dragging your feet after all this time."

Logan paused, counting the months in his head. "Half a year..." he finally admitted.

"Half a year?" Fisher repeated with a dry laugh. "And you think that's too soon? I've married several of my wives in less than three days!"

Logan stared at Fisher, bewildered. The idea of making such a life-altering decision in a matter of days seemed reckless, to say the least. But Fisher's world was different; rushed marriages and multiple wives seemed to be part of the norm. Still, to Logan, marriage was serious, not something to be taken lightly or rushed into.

"Only..." Logan started, unsure of how to explain the gravity he felt about marriage. "It's just... it's a major decision."

Fisher's eyes softened slightly, though he remained unyielding. "For someone like you, perhaps. But in many places, especially among the powerful, love is just a luxury. Marriages are made for family, legacy, and strength."

Logan swallowed, feeling the weight of expectations on his shoulders. The world he was stepping into was far different from what he had imagined.

For many ordinary women, regardless of their race, they are often seen as little more than tools for bearing children. It's a grim reality that overshadowed Logan's thoughts as he considered his situation. He and Jane had known each other for six months, a stretch of time that, for most orcs, would mean they should already be expecting offspring.

After all, werewolves like Jane had a relatively short gestation period; only five months.

Fisher, observing Logan's hesitation, broke the silence. "Look, I'm not trying to put pressure on you, but when my father returns, he'll most likely want to discuss this with you." His tone was calm, but the warning was clear.

"My father has a special bond with Jane. Out of all of us, brothers and sisters; she's his favorite. There's something unique about their connection. He cares for her more than anyone else in the family."

Logan's heart pounded. The weight of Fisher's words sank in, and Fisher didn't stop there.

"If my father were to confront you now," Fisher pressed, leaning in slightly, "how would you respond? Would you turn him down?"

The question hung in the air, heavy with implications.

"I'm not threatening you," Fisher added quickly, but his voice was laced with caution. "However, my father is not a man of endless patience. Rejecting him might stir up his temper; and believe me, an angry father is the last thing you want to face."

Logan swallowed hard. He knew that anger from someone like the Greymane patriarch wouldn't be a simple scolding.

"I just don't get why you're hesitating," Fisher continued, shaking his head slightly in disbelief. "Jane adores you, you know that. And while she may not be the most breathtaking beauty in the world, it's fair to say she's more than just attractive. So why hold back?"

Fisher flashed a grin, trying to ease the tension with a bit of humor. "Besides, whether you marry her today or in a year, the result is the same, right?"

Logan remained silent, his mind racing, unsure of how to respond.

Fisher wasn't done yet. "And let's not forget, once you marry Jane, you'll be a son-in-law of the Greymane family. That's not a small thing. You want to see the Silver Mane Tribe rise again, don't you? Our family can make that happen."

Fisher's gaze sharpened as he studied Logan's reaction. "For example," he added casually, "our family isn't just home to quasi-legends."

Logan blinked, his heart skipping a beat. "Wait," he stammered, confused, "aren't there only quasi-legends in your family?"

Fisher smirked at Logan's stunned expression. "Is that what you thought? My father's status isn't the full story."

The revelation hit Logan hard. If his father-in-law wasn't just a quasi-legend, could there be an even more powerful figure behind the Greymane family's influence? Was his future father-in-law not the patriarch after all? His mind buzzed with a thousand thoughts, all swirling at once.

"Think it over," Fisher said, his voice breaking through the fog of confusion. "Like I said before, whether you marry her now or later, it's still the same. You're going to marry her."

With that, Fisher stood up, heading for the door. He opened it smoothly and, without another word, left the room, closing the door softly behind him.

Outside the room, Fisher was met with an unexpected sight, Jane, his sister, standing there with arms crossed, her expression sharp and unreadable.

"Did Father send you to bring this up?" she asked, her voice cold and piercing as she stared at him. "Or was this all your idea?"

Fisher chuckled, trying to deflect the tension. "What are you talking about?" he laughed lightly, though there was a slight edge to it.

Jane's gaze didn't waver. "I want Logan to propose to me because he wants to, not because you or Father are forcing him into it," she said, her voice firm, almost icy.

Fisher rolled his eyes and teased, reaching out to ruffle her hair. "Are you serious? What's gotten into you?"

Smack! Jane slapped his hand away, glaring at him with fury. "Don't try to change the subject, Fisher!" she snapped, her patience clearly wearing thin.

Fisher raised his hands in mock surrender, though the sly smile on his face showed that he wasn't ready to give in just yet. "Alright, alright. No need to get all worked up," he said, but the tension between the siblings was far from resolved.

Fisher sighed and shook his head, turning to leave. But before he could take a step, his sister Jane stood firmly in his way, blocking his path. Her face was set in a determined frown.

Fisher threw up his hands in frustration. "Come on, I'm your brother! What's so wrong about me caring about your marriage?" His tone was light, but there was a trace of impatience beneath it. "Besides, you and Logan have known each other for half a year now. He should've married you by now. What, do you plan on waiting another six months?

A year? Or even longer?"

Jane's eyes narrowed, her voice as cold as ice. "I want Logan to propose to me because he wants to, not because you or Father are forcing him into it!"

Fisher exhaled deeply, rubbing the back of his neck as if tired of the conversation. "Fine, whatever. Let's just wait until Father comes back." He shook his head, clearly not in the mood to argue any further.

But the truth was, this wasn't just his idea; it was their father's as well. The entire Greymane family had their eyes on Logan, and it wasn't just about love or marriage. It was much bigger than that.

Logan, despite his seemingly ordinary beginnings, was nothing short of extraordinary. Wine, sugar, perfume; everything he touched turned into treasures. Priceless commodities flowed from his ingenuity, and though those luxuries would catch anyone's attention, that alone wasn't what made the Greymane family take such an interest in him.

For a family like the Greymane, wealth was never the primary concern. Money came and went. What truly mattered, what kept a family strong and thriving through the generations, was power; real power. The kind that rested in strength and influence. And in the world they lived in, the strong never lacked wealth. That was a rule as unbreakable as iron.

But there was something about Logan that transcended even wealth. It was his rapid rise to power; something no one could ignore. In just a few short months, Logan had gone from being an average figure to a force to be reckoned with. His rise from level 4 to level 6 was nothing short of miraculous. Even his own mentor admired him, seeing the boundless potential that lay in his future.

The Greymane family wasn't just any family. They were a significant power, and in a world where might ruled all, aligning with the right person could mean the difference between thriving for centuries or fading into obscurity. Fisher knew this. His father knew this. And now, with the Silvermane Tribe on the rise, it was crucial for the Greymane family to position themselves strategically.

Logan represented more than just a potential brother-in-law, he represented a chance for the family to secure their future.

The Silvermane Tribe had grown far too quickly for anyone to ignore, and it wasn't just their numbers or wealth that were expanding. Logan himself had become a legend in the making, and people were beginning to take notice. His genius, his strength; it was all too much for even the most powerful families to disregard.

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Fisher stared at his sister, realizing that her marriage to Logan wasn't just about their personal relationship. It was about something much larger. It was about positioning the Greymane family for the future, about taking sides in a world where kings were rising and falling. In Fisher's mind, the Silvermane Tribe had the potential to become one of the new ruling powers.

And aligning with them, through Jane's marriage to Logan, could secure the Greymane family's influence for centuries to come.

"The world is changing," Fisher muttered, almost to himself. "The old powers are weakening, and everyone's watching for the new kings to rise. If we can position ourselves with the right side, if we invest in the future king; we can ensure the Greymane family's survival for hundreds of years."

Jane's eyes softened slightly as she listened to her brother's musings, but she remained firm in her stance. She knew the politics, but she also wanted something genuine from Logan; something that couldn't be forced by her father or manipulated by her brother.

Fisher could see the determination in her eyes, but he couldn't help but think of the bigger picture. "The sooner you marry him, the sooner the Greymane family can make its move in the Silvermane Tribe. And once that happens, we'll have a foothold that no one else does. It's not just about love, Jane. It's about securing our future."

Jane didn't respond, her thoughts swirling. She knew her brother had a point, but deep down, she still hoped for something more, something beyond politics and strategy.

But Fisher, ever the strategist, had already made up his mind. Now was not the time to hesitate, not when the future of their family was at stake.