episode_0373

The birth of a new life is a blessing worthy of anyone.

It was no different for Yuma, the one-horned devil.

“Is the child… safe…?”

Before the afterglow of childbirth had even subsided, Yuma took a deep breath and spoke.

There is no sound of crying. Even she, who had lived for tens of thousands of years, did not know that a human and a demon had a child, so she was worried about whether the child would be born safely.

“She’s a healthy girl.”

It was Yura who received the child. Lucia and Seira were working hard on prenatal education, and Siriel was also working hard at her official duties without being single, so she volunteered to be a midwife when her hands were empty.

“Would you like me to hug you?”

“Please.”

Yuma accepted the child, still wet in amniotic fluid, from Yura. The pain disappeared like the wind at that moment. Yuma smiled, feeling a mysterious feeling that he could not explain.

“Something feels familiar.”

“Really?”

“Yes. Because 500 years ago and now, you gave me a baby.”

“…That’s right. Although it wasn’t a newborn baby.”

The first Prien, the baby given to Yuma 500 years ago, was the one Yura picked up while crying in the ruins.

Black hair, black eyes. I went to see Yuma only after finding the divine protection I could cast.

“At that time, I really thought what would happen if you didn’t have a child. I got it well.”

“Why?”

“We were enemies.”

The future of the woman called Bloody Yuma was designed by Yura, but to be honest, she felt worried as her horn was broken and ridiculed by Kylie.

“Okay. At that time, I thought this was fate.”

Yuma continued speaking without taking his eyes off the child.

“Now, it has worn off to some extent, but at the time, I wasn’t in a situation where I could argue about this and that, to the point where I could say I was really crazy about revenge. And.”

“And?”

“When I held that child. I felt at ease. Like now.”

Although Yuma has raised numerous newborns, the motherly love she feels is so great that this time is the best.

Many family heads and wives who passed through him. And Irina Prien.

“Irina, Master Siron’s mother, became suddenly unwell right after giving birth to Master Siron. It is natural that the life of a weak woman is not easy in a cold, boring, old castle. But Irina didn’t say anything she didn’t like.”

Looks like I might start complaining. You might want to run away from this boring castle.

Irina Prien did not do that. Rather, he died while calling out the name of his beloved son until his last day.

“To be honest, at that time, I felt pitiful and pitiful for Irina.”

“…I guess not now.”

“Yes.”

Yuma smiled slightly and nodded.

“Irina was happy. Since you laughed until the end, I guess feeling sorry for Irina was just an arbitrary thought.”

“It’s happiness…”

Yura glanced back. A white oval sphere placed on a soft sofa. It was [an angel’s egg].

A week ago. While I was crying bitterly and mocking myself for being a defeated heroine, my lower abdomen suddenly felt hot and I called out a poem.

-…What is this?

-Yes, the fruit of love?

Thus, the birth proceeded smoothly. No, should I say spawning? A steaming egg the size of a fist had fallen onto the bed.

-An angel comes out of this tiny egg? Besides, it hasn’t even been two months since we had sex?

-I know? I was worried that something bigger than an ostrich egg would come out of the bottom hole.

Since there was so much uncertainty, Siron and Yura observed the newly hatched eggs for a while.

[45%…]

Now that some time has passed since then, the size of the ostrich egg has become ridiculous, but at the time, I was worried about whether an angel the size of a chick would really emerge.

But that too is a story from the past. Yura, who helped give birth, had new concerns.

“Do you think I will be able to feel that kind of joy when my child comes out?”

“You mean…?”

Yuma’s gaze shifted to the large egg.

“Yes. Because I haven’t really experienced anything like colic. Even now, the egg continues to grow. I can’t even imagine how I’ll feel when I crack the egg and the baby comes out…”

“I feel a feeling of fear.”

“…Maybe.”

Yura nodded slightly. Other women give birth normally, and even Yuma, who has horns, gives birth like this. Since she was the only one laying eggs, I felt an inexplicable sense of alienation.

I feel like I am no longer human. Although she suffered from infantile regression and lived for over 500 years, Yura basically thought of herself as a human.

From the moment the egg was laid, not only did I go through puberty, but I also experienced confusion of self, so my mood was complicated in various ways.

“There are various demons in the demon world.”

Yuma, who felt Yura’s emotions, quietly cried out.

“There are also demons that are half human and half beast, and among them are sirens and harpies. There is also a lamia with a snake underneath.”

“…They also lay eggs, so don’t feel left out?”

“No. I wanted to tell them that they too feel maternal love.”

“…”

“I am completely ignorant of the ecology of angels, but I have lived so long that I have seen many different types of families.”

Yura cleaned the blood-covered room and opened the window without saying a word. Unlike Dawn Castle, the warm spring breeze drove away the stale air.

“In my opinion, they are no different from other races that give birth to children. Elves, humans, dwarves, lycanthropes… they treat eggs with the same care, and when their children come out of the eggs, they cook delicious food and celebrate their birthdays.”

Of course, there were no differences at all. For species that lay eggs, childbirth is less painful than for species that do not.

Parenting is also convenient. Unlike those who must continue to care for their newborns, like Yura’s case, they lead relatively free lives.

If not, Yura called Encia, who was happily enjoying her freedom, and she did not help Yuma give birth.

“And, isn’t that something that will happen later anyway? I think it’s something you can worry about then.”

“Um…”

Yura carefully picked up the egg. I could feel the warmth coming from the round sphere, but I still didn’t feel like it was my child, so my brows furrowed.

Rather than a child… yes, it only felt like two of the same angel.

“Will it be different if a child comes out of here?”

“I believe Yura will be a good mother. Because I feel goodness and love in you.”

“…Thank you.”

[46%…]

[47%…]

The two didn’t notice, but the egg’s size is still growing.

*

The shopping streets of the capital at that time.

Encia hummed happily and enjoyed her freedom for the first time in a long time.

Even when she was roaming around freely 10 years ago, her mood was so happy that it felt like it was flying, but today’s outing was incomparably more special than before.

Ttogak- Ttogak-

The cheerful sound of high heels. A gorgeous flowing red dress. Unlike before, today’s Encia was not wearing a maid uniform.

Her appearance was so strikingly beautiful that she received a lot of attention every time her skirt fluttered, and she even received a ‘meal offer’ from a gentleman who wanted to know her identity.

‘Heh. ‘I know what’s pretty.’

Naturally, Encia coldly rejected the gentleman’s offer. But this feeling is not bad.

I was also worried that the sight of him pounding the mill on the master’s waist might be too vulgar. It was because I was feeling a bit uneasy at the feeling of being the number one demon maid, having to fight with 31 demons in droves.

Maybe it’s before you have sex. Now that I’ve already tasted the rice cake, I’m realizing that Encia is also a female.

She was recognized as the first wife and concubine by the great Great Mother Siriel. Being able to be embraced by a brave warrior with a beautiful appearance soon led to pride…

“Huh?”

Just as she was walking down the street humming, Encia suddenly stopped at a familiar smell.

The smell of blood wafting from an alley somewhere.

Although the density was so light that other people did not notice, he was the 4th great devil in the Dawn Castle. Encia’s sense of smell could not be deceived.

Of course, that wasn’t the only reason Encia stopped walking. Humans, like demons, are creatures that enjoy fighting, and the deeper you go into the alley, the more common the smell of blood becomes.

‘I feel like I’ve been in charge of this a lot.’

In the end, Encia passes by the parenting supplies store she was originally going to and goes to find the source of the smell of blood. Although it would have been overlooked if it were just the common smell of blood, she was very bothered by this ‘familiar’ smell.

The place we arrived at was a beautifully built building.

‘What is this place doing that smells familiar?’

[McQueen & Versailles]

Encia stroked her chin and tried to guess what kind of place this place was, but there was no information other than the label, which was stylishly cut out of cast iron.

“Hey. What is this place doing?”

“Huh?”

I had no choice but to call a passerby and ask.

“Oh, you mean this place? This is a law office.”

“Law firm? What is that?”

“…Miss, did you go to school?”

“It didn’t come out?”

A passerby gave me a sad look when I heard that I didn’t go to school.

“Why do you look at me like that? Please answer me quickly.”

“…A law office is a place that hires agents to fight lawsuits in court.”

“What is a court?”

“……It is a place where people’s conflicts are resolved according to the standards set by the country.”

A rather intuitive answer. Encia smiled brightly.

“Aha! Is it similar to church?”

“Lady. Are you from some kind of village?”

“Anyway, thank you!”

You should have said that a long time ago. Encia gave a vague thank you gesture and headed into the building.

*

‘The smell of blood has become stronger.’

“Hello. This is McQueen & Versailles Law Office. What brought you here?”

As soon as I entered the entrance, I was greeted by a neatly dressed woman in uniform.

“There is a smell of blood here. Do you know where it comes from?”

“…Yes?”

The receptionist made an incomprehensible expression at the question that was suddenly asked. Smell of blood? What kind of blood smell?

“I don’t know what you’re talking about. Aren’t you here to get legal advice?”

“Ah, it’s okay. It was my fault for asking.”

“Over there. Where… huh?”

Just as the guide was stopping Encia. There was no one in front of her. Did you see something? It was a red dress that was too eye-catching to think of as such, and Encia’s impression was so strong that it was impossible to forget.

Encia ignored the guide and ran towards the smell of blood. The place we arrived in an instant was a wooden door that was tightly closed.

[Partner Attorney: Berta]

‘I said I heard it somewhere.’

Encia smiled with joy at solving the riddle and grabbed the doorknob.

Gooo—-

Then, I felt a slight magic resistance in my hand. I said I could smell blood, but he was doing this trick.

“Aha?”

Encia ignored the barrier and pushed the door. It was just an 8-tier barrier, but to her, it was a resistance worse than a spider web in the ruins.

Then you see the devastation.

A woman lying down with blood on her stomach. A middle-aged man holding a sword. Two idiots standing as if to assist him. One robe. Encia covered her mouth and laughed.

“Oh my.”

“Who, who…!”

Pow! The head of the wizard who looked back was completely crushed. Without even being able to recite obvious lines like ‘No, how can the 8th level confrontation…!’ The sentiment continues that humans are insignificant no matter how much they fly or crawl.

Sigh!

“Ugh!”

The pure white wall turned completely red. The two men turned around and pulled out their swords at the same time. It shouldn’t have happened, but the demonic energy that suddenly thickened made them close their eyes.

Wow. Wow. Wow.

Only the two who attacked were able to kill them, but Encia, who does not like to discriminate against anyone, personally punched holes in the hearts of the three.

Clap-

After closing the door, Encia went to the side of the fallen woman. Berta desperately struggled to speak even though she felt dizzy from losing so much blood.

“I… it doesn’t taste good…”

“Hello. Don’t you remember me?”

PS There is someone who doesn’t remember who it is, so I’m uploading some of Berta’s illustrations that will be included in the future.