Chapter 647 – Everyone Is Healthy.

Brandilla, the head nun of the monastic order.

She was riding a carriage and heading to a mansion according to schedule.

He was accompanied by Majella, who had guarded Atra in the past, as an escort.

Although her back is bent and her wrinkles are wrinkled from working too much, she is still a multi-talented old woman.

She is very curious, and she is also good at leading nuns who chirp like sparrows.

Her ability to heal and care for her patients is second to none, and she even lends a hand in the draughty wards.

Above all, one of the reasons why her reputation is so high.

This is because she is the midwife who personally received the crown prince at the request of the imperial family.

Brandilla has served over 11,000 children as a midwife, so she is a veteran who can be trusted with her experience and history.

“I’m curious. It’s the man who married that saint.”

“Oh, the head nun couldn’t come to the wedding.”

“I was so busy that I didn’t even open the wedding invitation until after the ceremony. I can’t tell you how surprised this old man was during his business trip.”

Majella rolled her eyes at her nun’s joke and looked out her window.

A carriage passing through a quiet street unique to wealthy villages.

Majella, sensing that the destination is not far away, speaks out. It’s almost like a warning.

“Atra’s husband, Roman, is a platinum adventurer and a favorite of the imperial family. He is also a close friend of Theodor Spenta, the absolute ruler of the Federation.”

“The empire is noisy, so I am well aware of his reputation. Don’t worry.”

Brandilla watched Atra during her time as a nun before she was chosen as her saint.

Her eyes on the people of Atra are curious without malice, as Brandilla knows well.

What kind of person will the man she chooses to be?

‘This must be the heart of a parent.’

She is the head nun who considers all the nuns to be her own daughters, so she has no choice but to grow up.

Majella also understands such a nun.

Shake!

The carriage stopped at the right time.

Majella gets off first and assists the nun in getting off.

“I was waiting.”

The voice heard the moment her feet touched the ground.

I didn’t even have time to get off the carriage and take a look at her mansion.

Majella bowed her head as if she was familiar with Roman, who suddenly appeared, and her head nun also bowed in courtesy.

“I tell you this all the time, but etiquette is a burden for adventurers. Please take it easy.”

“···Thank you.”

“Atra will be happy that Majella has come.”

“I’m happy too.”

After finishing a brief conversation with Majella, Roman’s eyes turned to the head nun.

The head nun, who received her gaze, almost put her hands together and prayed.

‘This man is the strongest on the continent…’

The hero who made peace between the current Harun Empire and the Bolasen Federation was like a moving mountain.

Even though there is no hostility, the overwhelming force makes people seek the goddess.

“···I am Brandilla, the head nun of the monastic order. It is an honor to meet the hero of the country’s salvation.”

“That’s a grand title. Please eat inside first.”

Under Roman’s polite guidance, the head nun and Majella headed into the interior of the mansion.

The nun was admiring the sight behind him.

‘Is this Roman, the platinum adventurer… Urus, that kid will now have to give up the honor of being the strongest adventurer.’

From the rumors circulating among the framers, I heard that he was an extremely rough person, but upon meeting Roman in person, he was very different from what the nun imagined.

The extraordinaryness and strength that can be felt naturally without having to express it with harsh words or gestures.

It was also a picture that made us understand at once why the imperial family and the church were struggling with one adventurer.

However, contrary to the sentiments of her nun,

Now, he is just a husband who is anxious about his wife giving birth.

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“Mother Brandilla! Even Majella…!”

The person who came out to the front door and greeted the two was Atra.

Seeing the sky blue eyes wide open with joy, even Roman felt good.

“Atra. Are you healthy?”

“Heulheul, it’s been a while since I, Brandilla, greet you.”

Atra is wearing a dress instead of a nun’s uniform.

Sister Jean and Majella’s swollen belly after conceiving her child felt awkward.

“I am no longer a saint of the church. Please treat me comfortably.”

Atra held their hands and smiled.

Without Roman needing to speak to her, Atra let the two of them in from the front door, and the head nun was shocked to see the scene in her living room.

‘How many people is this…?’

How is it that there are more people than the number of women I heard about getting married?

Everyone was resting in a very comfortable position, and most of them had their bellies protruding to the extent that they were pregnant.

And she is a woman who is so similar to Atra that she can be said to be her sister, and yet feels divine.

Brandilla greeted each person politely and tried to understand the situation.

“Madam. Could you please take care of Ricke first? Next, please take care of Eclair and Chloe.”

“Oh, of course.”

Thanks to Atra, who guided her with her voice, the head nun came to her senses.

“···.”

Majella gave up trying to figure out her situation. She just stayed silent by the side of the nun.

She came along in her name as an escort, but she had no weapons in her hands.

In fact, what would be the meaning of claiming to be a guard in this mansion with Majella’s skills?

The purpose was simply to help the nun with her chores.

Following Atra’s guidance, Brandilla took her steps.

The only person I haven’t yet been able to say hello to.

The nun in front of her bowed her head again.

“I am Brandilla, the head nun of the church. Please feel free to call me.”

“This is Ricke Bright. Please take care of me.”

The name Bright, with scars on his face and mysterious purple eyes.

The head nun knows about this beautiful woman.

No, it would be appropriate to know her name through news from the church.

“I heard that you have forgiven the sins of the church… I will repay you as best as I can.”

Rike answered with a grin without saying anything.

The chief nun tilted her chair and knelt down in front of her half-lying Rike.

“Can this old woman start the diagnosis?”

“Can I give you her hand?”

“Yes. Please excuse me.”

Sister Jean carefully holds Rike’s outstretched hand and lets her divine power flow through her wrist.

It’s work that Brandilla could say he’s been doing his whole life.

How long had it passed? The wrinkled eyes of the nun who was examining Ricke flashed with astonishment.

‘What is this!?’

Roman and Rike raised their voices in response to the strong reaction.

The voice was full of worry.

“Chief nun?”

“Is there something wrong with Ricke?”

“No, no… I’m sorry.”

Brandilla returned to focus with her apology.

And recognize.
She didn’t feel wrong.

‘What kind of life force is this?’

The fetus in its mother’s arms is infinitely pure, but it is like a small spark.

The pulsating energy is clear, but it is usually faint enough to be heard only when you concentrate deeply.

But this child is different.

It contains tremendous vitality.

Even the children of the Yongin tribe, who are said to be the best in terms of innate strength, cannot be compared.

‘Could it be that you are reading this energy?’

She struggles slightly as if she has woken up from Brandilla’s gaze and divine power observing her.

Shocked by astonishment.

Brandilla carefully dropped her hand and swallowed her saliva.

‘Why on earth do I have to explain this…’

Even if you rummage through the knowledge you have accumulated over a lifetime, there is no way to clearly explain it.

Just throw away all the uncertainties and just do one thing.

Only one thing was certain.

“I am very healthy. I was surprised at how energetic I was.”

Roman and Ricke’s faces bloom with smiles as they hear the nun’s story.

She knew from the stories of Neve and Atra, but she was glad to hear again and again that the child was healthy.

“I’ve reserved a room for the birth. If you need anything, I’ll get it for you, so just tell me anything.”

“Thank you for your help.”

In response to Roman’s polite words, Brandilla stood up and expressed her gratitude again.

Majella also bowed her head.

“And the place you two will be staying is the mansion right next door. I purchased it in advance.”

“Yes…?”

“The wall has been torn down, and a door has been installed, so you can come and go as you please. There will be no shortage of space to stay inside.”

Since the women’s due dates were close together, I planned to spend a short amount of time there.

However, Brandilla and Majella were speechless when they heard that the mansion had been purchased for the midwife to live in.

“If you two want to fully rest, wouldn’t it be more comfortable without me?”

At Roman’s words, the two couldn’t even deny it out of courtesy and expressed their gratitude blankly.

For some reason, I feel like I am being treated more hospitably than when I received a crown prince from the imperial family.

Sister Dritna’s diagnosis soon followed.

The two fetuses also had strong energy, just like Ricke’s child.

After she was born, I was worried that if I let her use her fingers carelessly, she would get angry at her grip strength.

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Sister Jang brings laughter to her mansion with the news that all her children are healthy.

Getting up from her seat, she informed Roman of her next plan.

“I will start preparing for childbirth.”

“Yes. I will lead you to an empty room.”

Brandilla continued her preparations by placing the church’s potions, bandages, disinfected medical tools, etc. In Majella and her empty room.

Roman seemed nervous and walked around him, asking if there was anything he could do to help.

At that sight, Brandilla felt like she had glimpsed into Roman’s inner self.

Her fearsome exterior was overshadowed by her bravery, which made Brandilla let go of her nerves and speak out.

“Hello, platinum adventurer. You don’t have to worry.”

“···.”

“The more a woman practices Mana, the easier it is for her to give birth.”

“Is that so…?”

She looks nervous, biting her lower lip, not completely at ease.

The head nun is what Atra wrote in her letter.

She learned what it meant to meet a kind man.

“Then can I ask you one favor, adventurer?”

“Of course.”

“I would like you to lay your wife here on the blanket.”

Roman nodded and quickly disappeared.

He appeared, slowly leading Rike by the hand.