Elysia stared blankly at the erupting dragon, piercing through the clouds. If it weren’t for the circumstances, it would have been a scene worthy of applause and admiration.
“Anyone can see it. Very clearly.”
“Cough.”
“It seems our child has never been one to hide their power.”
“It was done because humans like it….”
“At times, humans hide their power too. To avoid unnecessary attention.”
It was utterly predictable how, starting from the imperial family who learned of this fact, nobles would gather like a pack of wolves.
Since Ibelia is still a young child, all matters should be handled by Artina Marquis. And the one who had to handle those matters was none other than Elysia herself.
Invitations, letters of recommendation for admission to the academy, recommendation letters granting a professorship, appointment letters declaring the role of the Royal Spirit Master, and so on. The thought of defending against the countless documents that would come rushing in was already giving her a headache.
“I hear the workload is increasing.”
Glancing at Elysia, who touched her forehead and sighed, Elaim turned his arrow towards the frustrated Ifrit.
“This is all because of Ifrit. The King of Fire has never done anything right from the beginning.”
It would be an unfair excuse if Ifrit heard, so Elaim ignored it and summoned Kasa, a lesser fire elemental.
“Go to your king and tell him. If you listen to his advice and my precious contractor suffers because of it, I will soon make all the fires in that miserable realm drown in water and return to the Elemental Realm.”
The small bird, always shivering between the two Elemental Kings, shed tears in its eyes.
“Yes, Your Majesty.”
While it did fly as commanded, a lesser elemental wouldn’t dare tell the King of Fire, “The King of Water has destroyed our realm!”
Kasa, an experienced messenger bird, did not commit the mistake of delivering such an absurd message directly.
The small flame bird, flying swiftly to the Elemental Realm, instantly conveyed Elaim’s proclamation.
Perfect! Kasa chirped happily with its small beak, flapping its wings.
Under the leadership of Elysia and with Elaim’s assistance, the mansion was quickly organized.
The bloodstains that had scattered around were neatly cleaned as clear water droplets swept by. The broken glass pieces rose into the air with a wave of the hand, neatly stacking in one corner.
Survivors built the coffins themselves. The wood for the coffins was always stored in the underground of the mansion. This was due to the unpredictable nature of the undead, as you never knew when or where a fallen one might occur.
“I’ll help too.”
“Oh, dear, young lady. Your delicate hands got hurt.”
“What’s the big deal.”
Ibelia, too, awkwardly tried to assist from the side. Seeing this, Elaim, as if unable to just watch, refined the wood with a finely moving stream of water.
“The coffins are over there.”
The deceased were moved to the sunny garden inside coffins made of the finest wood. The flags of the Artina family surrounded every coffin.
After the master Hugo delivered the final farewell, they would be laid to rest in the cemetery of the Artina Ducal Family’s estate.
Elysia, who was carefully looking at dozens of coffins, didn’t take her eyes off them as she spoke. As if instructing those lying in the coffins to listen.
“Hadel, make sure to provide compensation to the bereaved families as customary. Take care of all the remaining servants, ensuring they lack nothing in their lifelong living. Go and inform them yourself.”
“Yes, my lady.”
In mourning, the bereaved families were given compensation beyond the imagination of ordinary people. The messenger delivering this news was the steward of the prestigious noble family, someone even lower nobles would find it difficult to catch a glimpse of.
While money alone wouldn’t ease the grief, it was a deep gesture of respect to those who had preserved the family.
Ibelia kept shedding tears incessantly, keeping her promise to cry day and night for three days. The deaths of familiar faces, including Vivian, were unbearable for a child of just nine years.
“Huah[Hyphen] Vivian[Hyphen] Uwah[Hyphen].”
“Hush[Hyphen]. Where can so many tears fit in this small body?”
As someone from the short-lived human world, Elaim couldn’t fully understand all the ups and downs that come with human life. Still, seeing her young contractee crying so heartbreakingly pained her.
Just in case Ibelia might faint, Elaim carefully observed, then timely and gently poured water into her small mouth.
“There. Take a sip of water.”
“Gulp. Uwah[Hyphen]!”
“That’s right. Take one more sip.”
“Gulp. Uwah[Hyphen]!”
Elisia neglected her own wounds, tirelessly moving around the mansion, paying attention to reconstruction, treatment, and everything.
When the male lead is punished by carrying the female lead’s child and having periods like a woman
“I’ve given birth to two children for you, yet you still think about him.
Was I nothing but his substitute to you from beginning to end?”
Synopsis:
Meng Huan, a scumbag who has dated countless girlfriends, transmigrates to a female-dominated country.
Day 1: Whether it’s female dominance or not doesn’t matter. The beauties here are passionate and amorous. Isn’t it easier to date them than in modern times?
Day 2: After a night, Meng Huan discovers the differences in the female-dominated world. Men here actually have chastity locks and menstrual cycles. This hinders his ability to perform, damn it!
Day 3: What’s wrong with sleeping around? I don’t want you to marry me. I’m meant to be a playboy. I don’t care about male virtues… What? You want to drown me in a pig cage? Marry, I’ll marry!
Day N: Meng Huan inexplicably vomits and receives the shocking news of his life… He’s pregnant.
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