The Demon Lord's Bride (BL)
Chapter 202: I don’t usually waste time wanting something I cannot get

Chapter 202: I don’t usually waste time wanting something I cannot get

"Just like the rest of the demon realm, please take ample rest in the winter," Amarein said softly while stroking my hand, which was in her hold. "While your soul had been healed, you still need to get used to it, let it settle down nicely before you embark on anything heavy."

"Umm...what about playing in the snow? Can I play in the snow?" I asked with glimmering hope in my eyes.

"Well," she glanced at Natha, who was standing behind my back like a guardian. While Amarein did ask for his forgiveness, and he didn’t lose his politeness out of gratitude, he no longer let me meet Amarein alone--at least for now, which was quite cute of him. "I trust Lord Natha will keep you safe anyway,"

"Of course," Natha replied in a tone that he used to make an announcement as if it was a fact rather than a promise.

She smiled and looked at me again, stroking my cheek once with the back of her fingers. "I’m going to send you some herbs we cultivate; they are meant for druids, so it’ll help clear all the remaining blockage if you consume them with Amrita."

"Thank you,"

I pressed my lips, suddenly feeling sad that she would be gone. It was weird because we only met two days ago, and I only spent time talking to her yesterday. But...was it the feeling of meeting one’s kin? One’s family? I could feel her sadness, which brought back the devastation I felt when my grandmother died back then.

Perhaps it wasn’t so much because she was a druid, but because we had spent time with the same person in a different world and timeline, and her emotions affected my inner child; the child that was spending a happy and healthy time with a loving grandmother.

"It was fun, Valen," she said finally, letting go of my hand. "Let’s have more fun in the spring."

I nodded and stepped back, out of the magic circle range. She would go back with a one-time designated teleportation scroll that she and Natha had made before going back here, so Natha didn’t have to go back and forth to teleport her. The scroll was expensive even by the wealthy’s standards, but we had been staying in this city for too long, and we could no longer delay the inspection further.

Holding Natha’s hand, I watched her take out the scroll and look at Natha again. "Thank you for your hospitality, Lord Natha," she said with an amiable smile. "And thank you for your forgiveness."

Natha nodded politely, and she shifted her gaze at me one last time. "Until we meet again, my little nephew."

As I blinked at the way she called me, Amarein ripped the scroll and she was enveloped in a bright glow, before it dispersed into millions of tiny lights.

Hmm...perhaps the price was also for the aesthetic of it.

[Oh...good Druid gone...] Jade chirped quietly from my chest, looking sadly at the scattering light.

"We’ll see her again in spring," I told the little bird.

[When is spring?]

"Umm...after the winter’s gone?"

[How many nights?]

I looked up at Natha, who looked at us amusedly as I asked him how many nights it was until spring. He smirked and simply said "Until you stop being a brat," making Jade peck him in annoyance before flying away to look for Lesta for an answer.

"I’m saying the truth, though?" Natha chuckled as we watched the little bird fly. "With the rate of its growth, the brat would probably be out of its adolescent period by the spring," he looked at me and added with a slight smirk. "Especially because the Master kept feeding it excellent products."

"You said it like I’ve been giving Jade premium bird feed," I pursed my lips, and leaned back against his chest, staring at the last of the scattering lights and enjoying the remaining autumn scenery in the field.

"If jellies and candies are bird feed," Natha shrugged, and I giggled while thinking about Jade’s personal pantry that was filled with colorful edible rocks.

"But I don’t want Jade to grow fast..." I sighed at the disappearing little bird.

I liked hearing the childish tone and voice inside my head. The high pitch always sounded cheerful and lifted me up even in my worst mood.

What if Jade no longer referred to itself as ’Jade’?

Oh my Goddess--what if Jade started to sound like Ignis?!

"Pfft--look at your face; you act like a parent about to send their child to college," Natha scoffed and pinched my cheek. "What are you going to do if you have your own child?"

"Well, it’s not like I can have one," I shrugged nonchalantly, stretching my body as I started to walk back toward the house.

It wasn’t until I walked for a few meters that I realized Natha was lagging behind. When I looked back, he was walking slowly, watching me from a few steps back with an expression that I couldn’t read. It was the face he used when he was thinking deeply about something.

"Nat?"

I stopped walking to wait for him so we could walk together. But he was so deep in thought that even when he took my hand, it was an automatic reaction from being near me. Which was amusing, but what exactly did he suddenly think so deeply about?

The silver eyes narrowed at some point, and Natha tilted his head, mumbling some words that I didn’t know because they were in the ancient demon language--or at least it sounded like that. He repeated some sentences again and again, as if trying to solve a riddle.

Honestly, it was fascinating seeing him moving absentmindedly. I even had to steer him a bit so he wouldn’t stumble upon jutting roots or random stones. In the end though, he made a confused expression and sighed.

"What is it?" I looked at him inquisitively.

Natha turned his face to look at me, and the hold on my hand tightened up slightly. "Sweetheart, do you not want a child?"

...what? What was this about all of a sudden? I felt like we had this kind of conversation before, but I couldn’t really remember.

"I didn’t say I don’t want one, just that I can’t have one," I told him in confusion. "Well, at least...naturally."

"But if you can, you want to?"

We stopped walking then, as he looked at me seriously and my confusion turned into a surprise. "But...wait--is there...is there a way?"

Now that I thought about it, my way of thinking was very...Earth-like. Often time, I went to the children’s ward even when I was no longer a child, because the place held so many memories for me. And when I looked at the children there, I was sometimes reminded that I would never be able to have one on my own--for various obvious reasons.

Disregarding the fact that I might drop dead anytime, I was also a biological man who had no romantic or sexual interest in women. Actually, if I was to be honest, I only had romantic and sexual interest in people who can carry me around with ease--like, I don’t know; paramedic, or firefighter, or a doctor who found me fainting on a roof, or a Demon Lord who manhandled my drunk ass...

Anyway, traditionally, I wouldn’t be able to...you know, reproduce. I heard male couples could get biological children through a surrogate or something...but, well--let’s say I had no leeway to think that far considering my physical condition.

So, before I could even think about wanting a child, I already told myself I couldn’t.

It was like every time I watched documentaries about beautiful places and tourist attractions, or shows about delicious food from various countries. I tuned myself to only enjoy the wonders without the silliness of desires and dreams.

Ahh...I want to go there, I want to eat that--my brain was already programmed to not think in that direction, lest I wouldn’t be able to watch anything anymore.

But...that was on Earth.

This world, which had magic and miracles, where you could meet divine entities like a Goddess...might there be something...some way?

"Is there?" I repeated the question, because Natha didn’t answer me.

"If...there was any," Natha said hesitatingly. "Would you like to?"

My eyes widened. Huh? There really was a way? But...why did Natha look rather conflicted and confused about the matter?

Oh! Could it be...that the method was dangerous? Perhaps even life-threatening? Not that getting pregnant and giving birth wasn’t life-threatening in the first place. Something was definitely off from his expression, but I couldn’t pinpoint what.

Still...

"I...if there was a way..."

I recalled the day I was allowed to hold the hand of a newborn baby when I visited the natal care room. The tiny and weak grip on my scrawny fingers was the other warm thing I found in the hospital aside from Nat’s visits.

Without realizing it, my voice was trembling slightly as I finished the thought. "Yeah...if there’s a way, if it’s possible, then..."

"Then?"

"Then I want to have one," I swallowed the old habit of dismissing a dream down my stomach, and let it be shredded to bits. "My own child," I paused, looking at his eyes as I shifted closer and continued with an airy voice. "Our child."

Without warning, Natha grabbed my face, and then, in a very solemn tone, whispered a few words.

"The Primordial Seed."

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