In the end, I'm still not convinced to tie Leona back to the cross...
Cough, it's not that I suddenly feel pity for Xiangxiyu, but after exposure, the chance of catching Cavens with this saintess as bait is very low.
Sylvan's church made such a move, all the fools knew that there was a trap, and I showed my face again, and Cavens naturally knew that I was here.
Well, unless he wants to see me, he certainly won't come out.
And recently, I've shown the gesture of looking for him, but he hasn't appeared in all these years... This guy actually holds back and doesn't show off in front of me, isn't this style of painting a bit wrong.
This is not his style at all. What kind of "lofty goal" can actively suppress his nature and go around me, which makes me even more worried.
Although fishing is hopeless, how could I easily let go of Leona's clue.
"Brother and sister... Leona, the child in your belly is half of mine... Don't cut it off! Don't bite the one on the head, I'm serious!"
The words are indeed dirty, but I really have no pure fraud, I just borrowed the rules of the nobles to talk nonsense.
When the main line of an aristocratic family has no descendants and is about to be cut off, those illegitimate children who have been raised from the family can still be brought back to righteousness.
Although it seems nonsense, I do have no direct descendants. Back then, I was the eldest son of the Lan family, and I was no longer a descendant, so I could indeed find an heir from my relatives.
And my brother's son, in terms of the bullshit theory of aristocratic heraldry, is indeed the most suitable descendant for adoption.
According to the unspoken rules of the nobles, that is, the laws of the nobles, I can even deny the child's mother and father, and take the child to be the adopted son... This is actually a lot of precedents in the medieval earth. Of course, Others are happy to inherit the family business, I am robbing people.
"You know what the child in your belly represents, it's my only relative (holding), so you are also half of my relatives."
I'm serious bullshit.
"Believe it or not, you make me doomed, and I will let Sylvan die."
Although the nobles value the so-called blood inheritance, I am not a noble in my heart, and I value cultural and spiritual inheritance more than blood inheritance.
The Lan family or something, the Lan Kingdom in those days is gone, and it will be gone if it is gone. Anyway, the current Lan Alliance and Dong Lan are not bad either.
Descendants and the like, in fact, I don't care. Anyway, Renee and the others are also descendants of the Lan family, so it doesn't matter if they have an inheritance.
There is no need to make another posthumous child to make trouble for himself. Who knows how many kinds of things Cavens has put down over the years. It is strange that he will obey the rules of ordinary great demons.
my real purpose...
"There are two goals, the first goal is to grab Leona's anatomy rights from Sylvan... Ahem, I mean ownership."
Leona is very special. The more I look at her, the more I feel this way, not only because of her special appearance, but more because of her intuition and spiritual judgment.
Cavens is indeed a pervert, but it is definitely not his style to go to pick up girls and give birth to babies at this time and weaken his own strength.
When I asked for a medical examination for Leona to see what was special, everyone looked at me like they were looking at enemies and perverts.
"... That Ron also made the same request. He said that he had stepped on the threshold of a demigod and needed to know about the divine veins, and the Holy Maiden agreed to him... "
"And then it was killed? I understand."
The vigilant eyes around me made me very helpless. Although I spent two days of water grinding, I still got blood and hair samples (the method of obtaining it was illegal), but these words alone are obviously not enough... Let's do an autopsy, I actually have no idea about the divine veins. Also some interest.
The blood test results were very disappointing. Except for a little divine power deposited in the blood, it was a pure human being, and the magic power of the fetus was corroding her power.
The souls of mother and child have been linked to each other, and it has been confirmed that one dead and two dead, but the devil really came out, and I don't think Leona can still live.
Most of the other mages will end here, but for us, the soul is the root of everything. The real power of the strong lies in the soul. Leona's resume also proves her excellence. Perhaps, her real specialness lies in within the soul.
"Let's do an autopsy."
"Why don't you tell the truth, there are still people in the world who can save you and so on."
"... I'm not sure to save her, and I haven't decided whether to keep this demon embryo. It is very likely that Cavens will produce a descendant at this time, and it will be his 'spare body'."
While using the noble method to find reasons, I continued to mess around with Thunder and Sword Church. Well, I just bullied them and didn't dare to offend me. Sylvan probably couldn't beat me.
And now, I am also preparing for the second goal.
The second goal is really for the child, but not for the child itself, but to use its blood to trace Cavens himself.
It is not uncommon to trace the spells through blood relatives. The best catalyst for prophecy spells is probably the relatives of the other party. I was going to find Cavens through prophecy spells, and now I have this good medium of spells.
Myself? I tried it, but it didn't work. I don't know if Cavins deliberately made preparations to block it, or if the bloodlines of both sides changed repeatedly, and prophecy spells no longer recognized brotherhood.
Renee, Grena? The bloodlines are too far away, they are indeed mutated atavistic bloodlines, but they are not direct and meaningless.
It can be said that the demon embryo in front of me is probably the one with the closest blood relationship to Cavens, how could I let it go.
So, I stayed here for ten days, taking the opportunity to spread the word of the Holy Light in front of the church of Thunder and Sword.
Well, the Estrada version, because I am very good at playing various holy lights and fireworks shows, can attract a lot of audiences every day.
Perhaps this has little effect on Sylvan himself, but there are pagans and cultists preaching at the door of his own church every day, and the church and the gods are not good enough.
Finally, we made an agreement and were ready to hit the road together.
"... Didn't you say that you are going to Cavens to settle accounts, and the other party agreed to go with you? Isn't your performance these days in vain?"
"Dead cat, you know too much."
I gritted my teeth in a low voice.
I really didn't expect that, as soon as I said that this time I was looking for trouble with Cavens, Leona instantly packed her luggage and was ready to go.
We agreed to first go to the country of mages to find the Master of Prophecy, and then go to see Cavens together.
And these days, watching her touch her belly, smile like a virgin from time to time, and wipe her knives from time to time, I expect more and more from Cavens to see her expression.
"The saint, the evil seed, the Shura field... There should be a book here. Will there be a caesarean section?"
I was joking, but Dead Cat was serious.
"Promise me, don't go out to autopsy her, and try to solve her problems."
"...Heloise, this is not your style."
"Nonsense, that's a mother, and the child in her womb is related to you by blood."
"…You're saying it so dirty on purpose. You must be playing a bad idea."
The dead cat's laugh made me horrified, but after thinking about it, it didn't seem like there was any flaws recently.
"Ha, look at me and my aunt... my younger brother and sister are riding alone for thousands of miles."
"There should be a book here."