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    Some more time has passed since then.

    That was the time needed for the Deltans to completely normalize Agnes’ body and make the defense devices installed in the system recognize her awakened new blood.

    Agnes finally got out of the panic room and got some fresh air.

    Because her gait was still limping, Deltan was by her side holding her.

    “… It’s refreshing.”

    Agnes said.

    “It was once again frustrating to be locked in my room. Even though I’ve lived like that my whole life, when I think about the days I spent with you, I feel so frustrated.”

    “The feeling of reverse comes closer.”

    “Yes, I admit it.”

    Agnes chuckled.

    Deltan looked at her blankly.

    I must have lost some weight, but my cheeks feel slimmer. The eye shadows seemed to have become a little deeper, and even the hands held together felt thinner than usual.

    ‘No, it’s my mood.’

    Deltan composed himself.

    The reason she looked so dangerous was purely due to emotions. Her body, with its new blood awakened, will try to maintain its best condition until it holds the demon flower in its stomach.

    Deltan reflected on Lastoria’s words.

    -Just pay attention to three things. Progressing the quest, achieving achievements, and making sure the child doesn’t know what’s happening to me during the process.

    In Deltan’s judgment, the third point was more important than anything else.

    -Ergoragia is the devil of creation. The life the child creates takes on different shapes depending on the emotions, situations, and perceptions at the moment of creating it. So don’t let the child think of strange creatures. That’s not good for you, it’s not good for us, and it’s not good for the child.

    Anyway, if you put these words together, it means that there is only one thing to do.

    Agnes had to bear the child. I became an ordinary mother who knew nothing.

    “Deltain?”

    “… Oh, I have something to think about for a moment.”

    Deltan shook off his thoughts.

    Then he led her to the tea table in the garden.

    Agnes sat down and pursed her lips.

    “Ugh… I have to rehabilitate again.”

    “Because I was just lying down.”

    “Will it take long?”

    “No, actually, there is no such thing as rehabilitation. Your body will always be in top condition from now on.”

    “I became a devil.”

    Agnes shrugged her shoulders.

    Fortunately, becoming Ergoragia didn’t change anything for her.

    Additionally, Ergoragia is a demon with no powers other than embracing life, so she does not show any characteristics as a demon.

    Agnes was coming to accept that she was a devil quite easily.

    “So what do you do now? I roughly counted the days and it turns out that I will die in a month.”

    “You won’t die.”

    Deltan frowned.

    “Everything that needs to be done is decided. It’s break time now.”

    The Deltan who said this lowered his eyes.

    I picked up the black tea that was on the tea table, took a sip, and thought about what I had been thinking about serving.

    ‘How should I say it… .’

    What should I say to Agnes so that she will accept the idea of having a child?

    Even as a Deltan who prides himself on being able to do anything, it wasn’t an easy task.

    *

    Every day is precious.

    However, this does not mean that you have to be faithful to the moment, but in a realistic sense.

    For the Deltans, this was an important moment that should not be wasted even a single second.

    The work must be completed as quickly as possible.

    Even in such a situation, there was a concern that made the Deltan hesitate.

    ‘… kid.’

    Being a child was still a difficult concept for Deltans.

    The problem wasn’t just that I hadn’t experienced it.

    After all, experience isn’t that important to Delta people.

    There was only one reason why Deltans expressed such hesitation.

    ‘I am, father.’

    Deltan did not know the ideal father.

    The only father Deltan ever experienced was that damn man who adopted him as little more than an accessory.

    In fact, it was a fact that even Deltans could not deny that his influence on maintaining celibacy was significant.

    To Deltan, creating a child out of necessity felt like nothing more than an act of following the same path as that man.

    The more these thoughts continued, the more often Deltan looked through books related to parenting.

    Even if it was an act of escape, Deltans had nothing to say.

    Maybe he wanted to comfort himself by thinking that he was different from that man.

    Deltan did not deny that fact.

    But it wasn’t easy.

    ‘Why is it so complicated?’

    Deltan frowned. Children also require a lot of work.

    It requires not only manual labor but also extreme emotional labor from parents.

    Is there a reward for enduring all of those things? no.

    The end is simply for the child to become well-behaved.

    High risk lowry return.

    As expected, the child was a difficult and troublesome person to the Deltans.

    -Count.

    “Knock,” Gerhart knocked on the study door.

    “Come in.”

    As the Deltan answered, Gerhart came in.

    “The princess is looking for you.”

    “Where?”

    “It’s a garden.”

    “Okay.”

    The book returned to its original place.

    Deltan stood up and left the study.

    *

    In front of the fountain in the count’s garden.

    Agnes was squatting under the fountain and looking at the floor.

    “Why did you call me?”

    Deltan approached her with his hands in his pockets.

    Agnes raised her head.

    “Ah, it arrived quickly.”

    “Why did you call me.”

    “It wasn’t urgent. Just because of this.”

    Agnes pointed below the fountain.

    There, wildflowers were sprouting buds between the dirt floor and the fountain.

    “Why is this?”

    “If you want to maintain the garden, you have to get rid of this. But I wanted it to not disappear, so I wanted to ask you, the owner of the mansion.”

    Deltan looked at the fluttering flower bud.

    It’s still green. Meanwhile, there was one that was a light yellow color, and somewhere I also saw a bud with its petals slightly sticking out.

    “Why do you want to leave it alone?”

    “These are the kids I’ve been watching since I was young. I saw them sprouting before I left for the West.”

    Agnes smiled brightly.

    “I think I’ve become attached to it. It was a little annoying at first, but when I looked at it, I found it cute. I know they are here, but I feel sad if they disappear.”

    Why are you suddenly making such sentimental noises?

    Deltan let out a small laugh while thinking about that.

    “Do whatever you want. Anyway, I wouldn’t come here if it weren’t for you.”

    The garden with the fountain is a place that Agnes visits purely because she likes it.

    In other words, Deltan considered this place to be her territory.

    Agnes’ smile deepened.

    It was a face that looked quite happy.

    “Thank you.”

    “Nothing.”

    Agnes hummed and looked at the flower bud.

    My fingertips were tapping the bud.

    Deltan watched the scene quietly.

    I’m about to drop my mouth again.

    You seem to be in a good mood, but would you listen to me if I told you to have a child at a time like this?

    No, it might actually ruin your good mood.

    It’s natural to be cautious.

    In the end, Deltan couldn’t speak to Agnes that day either.

    *

    The next day there was a call from the imperial family.

    Ishmark was seeking advice on the eastern frontier.

    As the concept of the railway itself originated from the Deltans, Ishmark occasionally sought advice from the Deltans on this matter.

    “It’s been a while!”

    Ishmark opened his arms and welcomed Deltan.

    Deltan sat across from him with a sour expression on his face and crossed his legs.

    “I’m busy. Let’s just run errands quickly and go.”

    “You really have no affection for people. I’m starting to feel a little sad.”

    “Damn.”

    “Then let’s talk about work as you wish.”

    Ishmark sat down.

    The story about the railroad did not last long.

    Deltan simply gave the most appropriate answer to his question and was thinking about other things in the meantime.

    The gaze is directed directly at Ishmark.

    The silver hair, which was shiny and shiny due to the amount of money spent on it, was distracting the Deltan’s vision.

    “… Then that’s it. Thank you. It was very helpful.”

    It seems like all the questions have already been answered.

    Deltan asked indifferently.

    “I also want to ask you something.”

    Ishmark’s face became blank.

    Deltan frowned, feeling bad for some reason.

    “Why.”

    “No, I’m sorry. I was very surprised. It’s quite refreshing to know that you are someone who knows how to be curious about me.”

    Is it something to make such a fuss about?

    Deltan snorted and said.

    “I will tell you. I won’t.”

    “Anything you can answer. Oh, don’t ask me about taking a concubine. That’s a bit difficult for me too… .”

    “It’s not like that.”

    When the Deltan responded angrily, Ishmark chuckled.

    “So, what do you want to ask?”

    Deltan hesitated to answer for a moment.

    There was one thing I wanted to ask.

    About children.

    As far as the Deltans knew, Ishmark, the most prolific in the islands, was curious about what he thought of them.

    In fact, he is not a good father. An example of a bad parent who is a terrible utilitarian who uses even his children as tools and has no thought of giving love to anyone.

    But still, there was something that had to be acknowledged.

    The fact is that he maintains a fairly amicable relationship with all of his children.

    “… What do you think when you see your children?”

    Deltan asked with a vague intention.

    Of course, Ishmark expressed his curiosity.

    Deltan added.

    “Well, now the 7th princess is marrying the duke. I was wondering what it was like to let go of a daughter.”

    Ah, as I try to make excuses, my words get farther and farther from my destination.

    For no reason, a feeling of disappointment comes to mind.

    But should I call this a blessing or a misfortune?

    Ishmark immediately realized Deltan’s intentions.

    He was truly a perceptive person.

    “You seem to want to have children?”

    Deltan’s mouth was tightly shut.

    If I make an excuse, I don’t think I’ll get an answer, and I feel embarrassed and embarrassed to say yes.

    Deltan urged an answer by making his eyes fierce.

    Ishmark shrugged his shoulders and smiled.

    “Why are you standing there like that? This is a concern that everyone else has, so what is there to be ashamed of? Well, it’s been a while since you last spent time with the princess. Rumors have spread throughout the islands that they have been traveling together all over the continent. Romantic Count Hebron! Gossip is inevitable at a banquet… .”

    “Stop talking nonsense.”

    “… Tsk.”

    Ishmark leaned back against the backrest.

    “Ira… .”

    Close your eyes and start thinking.

    Deltan recalled the inevitable tension and anticipation.

    I was hoping to come up with a plausible answer.

    And right after.

    “But that’s it.”

    “What.”

    “Just thinking about it. You think of children before marriage?”

    Deltan stiffened.

    Ishmark continued speaking in an uncharacteristically cautious manner.

    “Hmm, are you planning on having children without getting married? Doesn’t that mean that he will have a princess as his mistress? I’m sorry if I was rude.”

    I feel like I was hit hard in the back of the head.

    It was a fact that needed to be expressed that way.

    “… Ah.”

    Deltan sighed involuntarily.

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