Chapter 98 – Chapter 95 – Elf Who Wants to Get Pregnant (4)

Silnia urgently shouted at Potty’s first child.

“Hey! Don’t touch that!”

Poti’s son, Una, heard the noise and pricked his ears.
He was probably surprised.

Silnia took her stride to her child and flashed her pot in front of her.

“It’s hot, don’t touch it!”

“Huh… Ugh…”

“Ah sir… Ooh, don’t cry.”

Maybe it’s because it’s a little harsh for a child?
Or maybe she’s just like her mother and that’s why she’s timid.

The child, twitching her bunny ears, cries in a way that will make her cry right away.

“I’m sorry, please don’t cry.”

Silnia hurriedly put her pot on a shelf out of the reach of her children.
Coincidentally, the nursery room in Marina’s special room had many high shelves designed to keep children out of reach, so there were many places to put them.

And in that moment, the eldest of Potties burst into tears.

“Mom… !”

“Your mom is busy taking care of your younger siblings!”

As she rushed to comfort her child, Silnia smelled urine stinging her nose.
She turned her head to see Ella, the daughter of the Sharpie, smiling bashfully.

“Ugh! Is it cheap?”

“Huh!”

The priorities in my head are all jumbled up.

Soothing a crying child and dealing with a peeing child.
Besides, her own precious child is lying here alone in her corner, waiting for her mother.
Of course, another hungry child is a bonus.

Silnia, her first-time mother, broke into a cold sweat as she took on other people’s children as well.

“Wouldn’t something happen if I let her cry for a bit?”

Silnia must have taken care of the peeing first, she judged.

“No!”

But the sharpie’s daughter shook her head and walked behind her.
Her own child couldn’t even crawl, but seeing Ella even step backwards, Sylnia felt a moment of sadness.

“I need to change a diaper, so hurry up!”

“No!”

The child shook her head and pointed at her.
As she followed her finger, she saw Poti’s son, Una, crying.

“Do you want to comfort him first?”

“Huh!”

Ella nodded her head.
Silnia felt that she was a little surprised by the action.

No matter how sharpie’s daughter is, it is said that development is especially fast, but can you already think this much?
All of a sudden, she was compared to her self and her siblings her age.

“Huh!”

Lost in thought for a moment, she heard the Forty Eye cry and came back to reality.

“Okay!”

* * *

After a while, peace came after baby food was served in front of all the children and all diapers were checked.

Silnia let out a deep sigh as she fed her baby instead of her formula.

A truly hellish lunch.
All of this unexpected was because of the demon king, who suddenly had amniotic fluid.

Until now, most births had occurred after the evening, so everyone was secretly thinking that future births would be like that too.
That’s why the birth came in broad daylight, and the place fell into chaos.

Normally, while each mother takes the children to sleep, Hernan and the saintess go to the woman in labor.

There are times when another woman wakes up in the middle if she needs a wish, but usually she spends the night quietly.

However, the childbirth that occurred during the day had a rather hectic feeling because the children were awake.

“I’m the only one, after all.”

Hernan and the saint who will take care of the mother and the mother.
Carine is pregnant.
And Potty with the newborns.

In the end, Silnia, the only person who could afford it, had no choice but to bring her children to her nursery.

She looked at her son and her other children, feeling gloomy at this situation, which might last even into the evening.

The first children of the women are now learning to run as well as walk.
Even now, everyone is sitting on their own and clumsily spooning.

Most of her shedding, but still compared to her own son…

“Oh…”

A drop of water fell on the face of the child he was holding.
Of course, there was no way water would leak in this suddenly sealed space, so the identity of the liquid was Silnia’s tears.

She shook her head, trying to erase her worries.

She cried unsightly for no reason because of the gloomy thoughts.

Now, there are only two wish books left to wish for the cure of her own child.
So she doesn’t have to cry or whimper like this.

On the contrary, shouldn’t we be glad that Forty used two copies during childbirth, so the time to make a wish came sooner than expected?
After I make a wish and my leg heals, I will walk through the trees with her son.

As Silnia thought so, she heard the sound of the door opening.
She hurriedly wiped away tears to see who had entered.

“Karine?”

Karine came in, covering her stomach, which was about to explode if touched, with clothes she had made.
She looked around the inside of her nursery and sighed.

“I am suffering…”

“Why are you here? Have you already given birth?”

Did you come to inform me that the birth ended earlier than expected?
But then, rather than Karine, the woman who entrusted her child here or Hernan would have come directly.

“No. I just came.”

Again, Carine shook her head, and went beside her babies spilling her food.
She continued her words by putting baby food exactly into the mouth of her daughter, the youngest saint among them.

“Are you all right? It must be hard to take care of the kids.”

At Karine’s words, Silnia deliberately snorted and turned her head away.

“So? What are you going to do to help? Don’t make people more difficult for nothing, get out.”

Things got awry when Karine stuck to herself with her cookies.
I even wonder why my life is getting more and more twisted when I get involved with the dragon.

“Difficulty?”

However, Carine continued to feed and talk to the children who each had similar features to Hernán.

“Did El notice something?”

The hero continued to ask questions before Silnia could answer anything.

“Didn’t you pass the cookie or tell me the story you had with me?”

“No!”

Sylnia vehemently denied it.
The hero waited quietly for Silnia, as if expecting further words from her.

But she felt that Silnia didn’t want to talk any more, and pressed her mouth shut.

In the end, Karine opened her mouth first.
But she did not repeat what she had just asked her question.

“I’m glad. Shall we talk about the right to wish?”

“Uh?”

Silnia felt she was embarrassed.
Usually, she didn’t have a good opinion of the hero, and since the cookie incident this time, she was in trouble because of the hero, so she tried to refuse to talk at all.

If she forced Karine to keep hanging on, she would get annoyed and try to tell her to take responsibility for dragging her along.

But when she moved on to the wish book story, it felt like her thoughts were getting messed up.

“Why? Isn’t that something you’d rather like?”

“Hmm… Uh… Yes, the right to wish…”

Silnia finally agreed and looked towards Karine.
This time, however, Karine was wiping the mouth of the shrieking Sharpie’s daughter, so she didn’t look at Silnia.

“Sylnia, what is your wish? Good to know. Process it into something that can be easily passed in advance.”

Instead, Karine asked in a soft tone uncharacteristic of her.
It’s like a friendly friendship.

Silnia thought that all of this was a pretense, and she opened her mouth.

“Of course my son’s treatment.”

“That is natural. Maybe L will try to make it happen unconditionally. Throw away the woman who refuses to do so, and if her right to wish is not enough, even if she robs another woman…”

Even though Silnia felt it, Carine’s words were not wrong.
Hernan cares for and cares for his child far more than any elven or human male he has ever seen.

No matter what he does, it is self-evident that he will cure his crippled child.

“Then what other wishes besides that?”

At Silnia’s question, Karine nodded her head.

“If you’re going to write it, wouldn’t it be better to make a wish other than a wish that will come true anyway?”

While talking, she patted the children on the backs of the baby food.

The warrior’s appearance felt oddly domestic.
Come to think of it, Karine is meticulously good at things like cleaning and doing laundry, and her cooking skills are also excellent.

Sometimes when I overhear conversations between Hernán and Karine, they say it’s because she’s been doing a lot of housework since she was little. Wasn’t the hero a princess?

Silnia accepted Carine’s words, delusional that the higher the rank, the more people do chores.

“Okay? What I can think of right now is…”

“Really? Really not?”

When Carine tried to flow a conversation similar to when she passed her cookies, she cut her off at once.
And she whispered her words out.

“Have you felt regretful or desperately needed lately?”

What was regretful or desperate.
There was one lack that had stirred Silnia’s heart recently.

In particular, the fact that her concubine rank was stolen by her saintess.
The incident touched her heart, which was already anxious.

When she sat close to Hernán for a while, she found it easy for him to take care of her child, and she herself was content with Hernán’s closeness during her meals.

Although Forty, caught in the middle, showed a few uncomfortable signs, that was not Silnia’s business in the first place.

However, the saintess’ pregnancy was soon revealed.
I don’t know when he seduced Hernán, but Marina managed to get her pregnant anyway.

For almost a year after giving birth, she put herself aside for sharing her affection with Hernán.

“Pregnancy…”

Silnia wanted to get pregnant.
A lot of that too.

Since her saintess had gone ahead of her, she had to become pregnant sooner and more than she did in order to regain her place next to her with Hernán.

Besides, if she gets pregnant often, she can accumulate a lot of wish tickets in case she doesn’t know.

For example, it’s like preparing for something like being born with a disability, like a child sucking Silnia’s milk. .

However, Silnia questioned whether she really needed to share it with the hero.

“Huh? I’m sorry, Sylnia. You spoke so softly that I couldn’t understand you.”

The hero only turned his head this way after the saintess’ daughter had burped.
Sylnia frowned slightly and spoke crookedly.

“Don’t keep asking. Since when did you say we were close?”

“… I didn’t approach you on the basis of friendship.”

Normally, I would have been angry at you to do as you please.
But the warrior managed to hold it in and bowed her head.

“It was an approach based on interests.”

Carine asked Silnia in her polite manner, which she had rarely shown.

“Can’t we all help to benefit? I can safely go over my mistakes, and you benefit from my right to wish.”

She’s just too full to lie down, but Karine has actually lowered her body close to her.
She originally had the highest position among the women here, and was overwhelming in Hernán’s affection.

When such a hero showed this attitude towards herself, Silnia felt a little better.

I think it makes a little bit of sense why Potty tried so hard to put the warrior down.

In that small elation, she proposed in reverse.

“Karine. Didn’t you say you’d let me write a wish ticket?”

“Huh. I’ll make sure to write a wish ticket.”

“No, didn’t you say you’d only let me write one?”

“… No way?”

Karine bit her lip, startling at her.
Silnia nodded and placed her suckled child on her lap.

“Please make me wish for both of them.”

“But it is too…”

Karine’s face turned red.
He must have been very angry.
She looked straight into Silnia’s eyes and said.

“Even if you know my secret, this is too much. Could something happen after my child is born?”

Upon hearing her story, Silnia’s heart, which had been filled with her sadism, was shaken.

Silnia herself knows how traumatic and painful it was to have problems when her child was born.
No matter how much she hates it, even Karine, whom she thinks is the cause of her son’s handicap, she’ll be uncomfortable here if she goes through such a problem.

What if she heard Karine, you told her that it was all your fault that her child was sick?

Silnia looked at her carine with her ears drooping.
The hero was gradually changing into an evil face.

“And this simply ended with my secret…”

“Okay.”

Silnia interrupted her, she said.

“Sorry. I was gross Instead, please consult with me before making a wish for the remaining one. Is that enough?”

As if not expecting to hear her apology at all, Carine narrowed her eyes.

Eventually, after Sylnia spoke one more time, she hurriedly answered.

“Joe, good! I’ll do that. Thank you so much.”

The hero went on with her, unaware that the children were playing with her silver hair.

“Then can you tell me what you wish for?”

“I’m sorry, I have to think about this in advance.”

Silnia grumbled and folded her front seam.

“I want to get my son’s brother soon. Pregnancy itself is not easy for elves, and the interval between pregnancies is long, so artificial help is needed.”

Looking back, my first thoughts have changed a lot.
The plan to never give birth to more than one was greatly shaken when the first child was born sick.

And now I want to get pregnant, but I failed every time, so my body became hot.

If I had been in my hometown forest, I wouldn’t have worried about this.
Elves live a long life anyway, and they just give birth to children as nature gives them.

When that thought reached that point, Silnia instantly felt fear.

I wonder if it is too contaminated with human thoughts.

“Also… You mean you want to get pregnant?”

Karine wasn’t particularly surprised and smiled lightly.
Silnia erased her ominous thoughts from her mind and nodded her head.

“Huh. But you say it as if you already expected it?”

“I usually say it this way. I’m sorry if I wasn’t lucky.”

“Ha, how great it would have been if I had been Karine who was so good at apologizing.”

Despite Silnia’s sarcasm, Carine didn’t get angry and approached.

“Just now, I came up with a wish worthy of your wishes.”

“What?”

Silnia instinctively felt something unpleasant, but she consciously suppressed it and listened to Karine.

* * *

“Daughter, daughter. Daughter next time.”

Sharpie said as she sang while holding the new baby in her arms.
Hernan felt that the tone was a bit like that.

“Your son could be next. So, don’t talk too much about your daughter.”

“Why? Maybe daughter…”

“Let’s go there.”

Instead of matching Shafi’s lascivious jokes, Hernán lifted Shafi’s first Ella.
The child gazed at her new-born brother with twinkling heart eyes.

“It’s your brother. Nice to meet you?”

She looked up at the daughter born to Sharpie with Ella.
Her child had a longer tail than her Ella, and a blunt bulge of skin around her head by her temples.

Unlike her first, her second seemed to be getting horns too.

“Lol!”

Seeing her brother, the child wags her tail and digs into Hernán’s arms.
The father of another child sat next to his weary mother, petting her.

“Congratulations. And I’m glad.”

The birth ended safely.
Sharpie said that before her birth was over, she was terribly able to eat normal food and received her wish ticket safely.

“Thank you too. Did my testicles almost dry out from morning sickness?”

“I couldn’t help it if you didn’t want to die with dryness.”

The two of them trembled at each other and continued talking.
Before long, the conversation led to another birth.

“Karine will give birth soon, right?”

At Sharpie’s question, Hernán hardened her expression slightly.

“That’s right. Between 3 and 4 weeks? About a month left.”

“It will be the first and last birth for a hero.”

Hearing those words, Hernan remembered the moment Karine was pregnant.
Karine’s pregnancy, which I thought would never happen, and couldn’t.

However, Carine managed to conceive her in a mysterious way, and she had to struggle to rectify it herself.

Hernán leaned slightly over to Sharpie, who seemed to be involved in the dubious method, and hinted.

“You never know. Just as Carrie and her first pregnancy were all unexpected and possible, it might be possible.”

Sharpie only smiled lightly, but she didn’t respond.
She ran her fingers across her second daughter’s face instead, squinting at Hernán.

“Does this look more like L’s face?”

She even thought about floating a little longer.
But the woman she is talking to herself now is the woman who just finished giving birth today.

You must be very tired

For now, Hernán has chosen to play the role of father and husband rather than the secret-peering role.

“If it’s a daughter, it should look like you, wouldn’t it?”

“I like being like you!”

Sharpie let her laugh and leaned her head on Hernán’s arms.
Thanks to that, Hernán rubbed her face with her daughter, who was holding her, and she put on a happy expression for a while.

But after a while, she pulled away and returned to her original subject.

“Karine will give birth to two children. Then you will have two wish tickets for her, right?”

“I guess so. You just got a new one.”

“You said you would save this body’s right to wish for my health, right?”

As she said
Any number of accidents can happen during her childbirth, just like Silnia or Potty.

Sharpie had a lot of problems during her pregnancy, so of course she should have one spare in advance.

However, Hernán couldn’t easily answer that and hesitated.
The Demon King tilted his head as if he was surprised by such an appearance.

“El, do you have a wish for yourself? I am willing to use this body anytime, so just tell me.”

“No, not like that.”

Honestly, I wish Forty or Sharpie wasn’t more pregnant.

She wanted to say those words, but they are also words that will never come easily.

Potty, who is on the brink of death every time she gives birth, and Sharpie, who is always at risk of starvation every time she is pregnant.
In particular, Potty’s birth and Sharpie’s morning sickness were very difficult and painful.

So, personally, I thought it would be nice if they didn’t get pregnant.

However, to get out of this place, she must have many children.
Even privileges and classes are divided according to how many children are born.

So neither Potty nor Sharpie will ever give up their pregnancy.

She can never say it because she understands it well.

“Hmm… I guess our L has a wish to write?”

Is it because you’re tired?

Her quick-witted and well-read Sharpie didn’t seem to know until now, but she said something completely different from Hernan’s thoughts.

“But I’m worried about my health, so I can’t dare to say that I’ll use it for another wish.”

At those words, Hernan once again spoke as her husband.

“Let’s just sleep. You are very tired too.”

Hearing Hernán’s recommendation, which was half her compulsion, Shafi shrugged her shoulders.

“Of course, Your Majesty.”

Sharpie’s red eyes lit up as Hernán went to put her first child in the crib.
She muttered her words barely enough for Hernán to hear.

“… It might have worked out surprisingly well.”

“What?”

“Ah-nyang!”

The sharpie mixed her snort and placed her newborn baby between Hernán and himself.

“Good night, El!”

“Yes, Sharpie. Let’s eat together again tomorrow.”

Hernán closed her eyes, thinking that tomorrow we will finally get together again.
She listened to the breath of the new baby and prayed that it would be all right.

Ah, is the god that will listen to prayers here?

Hernan stopped praying.
For some reason, the more I prayed, the more chaotic it seemed.