The Demon Lord's Bride (BL)
Chapter 489: I never expect some deep conversation right after baby making

Chapter 489: I never expect some deep conversation right after baby making

"Will you be alright?" Natha asked worriedly as we walked toward the Great Tree.

"It’s fine," I raised my thumb in what I hoped to be a reassuring pose. "I’m low in mana, but not so low that I can’t do anything. Besides, if anything, entering Mother’s space will energize me."

It’d be different if Mother came to my soul space, which used up my energy. But like the last time, we’d be using the Tree’s energy as a proxy gate, so instead of using my energy, I would receive some as I spent time in Mother’s abode.

"Maybe it’s Her way of giving me some healing?" I grinned, trying to reassure my worrywart husband even more.

"Yes, Natha--Mother is good!" Jade, who was holding onto Shwa, and was held by Natha, patted the Nightmare’s cheek. "Trust Jade!"

Pfft--shouldn’t you tell him to trust Mother? But anyway, even if Natha didn’t like it, I’d still go. There were still some questions I would like to ask Her regarding Shwa, and since we’d need to go back to the Castle soon, this chance came at the right time.

"Alright, I’ll be going now!" I waved at my little family; Natha with a worried look still, in contrast with the energetic, grinning Jade, or even the nonchalant Ignis. And of course, to the clueless fetus inside the flower.

"The gate is ready," Amarein gestured at the enlarging void on the tree, and I hurriedly came over. "You’ll be entering alone this time."

"It’s okay, I’m used to it," I laughed before stepping inside.

Yeah...I think I visited Deity’s abode more often than I visited other realms, which showed I was such a homebody that I rarely went anywhere--oh...!

This time, I was transported directly to the garden, and Mother was there--at the other side of the garden, with clean clothes rather than Her gardening outfit. I was walking here with a calm and relaxed mind, but perhaps because it had been a long time--or because I was low in mana--I forgot that She was still a higher being. My heart was racing and I froze.

"My child," She smiled, opening her arms. "Just because you’re going to be a parent, you’re not going to stop being my child, are you?"

Oh, who cares!

Her massive energy at that time was scary, but I forced my legs to move and embrace Her. Right away, it felt like the warmth of sunlight permeated my soul, and I sighed within Her cradle.

"Good job," She caressed my hair and back, and oh...I wanted to cry. He kissed my hair and patted me. "You’re doing such a good job, my dear, such a good job."

I took a deep breath and swallowed the tears that were about to spill. Her smile as She stroked my cheeks was as if she told me to be proud, and this time, rather than crying, a smile came to my face.

"Is it done?" I asked. "The world won’t get destroyed now?"

"Not yet,"

What?!

"After all, the vessel--"

"The baby."

She smiled and stroked my head apologetically. "Yes, the baby--after all, the baby had yet to be born, and a lot of things could go wrong during that time."

Ugh... did that mean miscarriage could also happen even in this non-standard conceiving?

"But then again, I believe you have prepared an appropriate measure to protect the baby," She winked, and I nodded swiftly. "Then there you go; as long as you give the baby enough nutrition, everything will be alright."

Oh, great. At least we did prepare everything in that direction. I patted my chest in relief while following Her to a small, cozy bungalow overlooking the garden, where She proceeded to give me a drink. It smelled like my daily herbal drink, but it tasted way tastier, and oh...

"Wow..." I couldn’t help but exclaim as mana flowed into my veins. It was like drinking purified mana; so warm and yet soothing at the same time. How fascinating.

She let me savor the fabulous drink in calm and quiet, and all that tension about how massive She felt melted away. It gave me the courage to ask the questions that had been piling up.

"Umm...Mother, do you know how long this would be?" I glanced at Her. "Like...how many months should we wait until Shwa is born..."

"Shwa..." She muttered with a little smile playing on her lips. Ack--was it too impudent of me to give such a nickname to the soul of Primordial God? She glanced at me and chuckled. "Don’t worry," she said, thankfully. "It’s your baby, so you can name them however you like. Personally, I think it’s a cute name."

"T-thank you..."

"But to answer your question...I have no idea," she said. I blinked in surprise, and She just added nonchalantly. "After all, it’s the first time a union of three races is made, and it’s not like you transferred the entirety of your essence like a dryad. The Queen might be born in just a few days, but she herself had druid pregnancies."

For all I knew, a druid’s pregnancy lasted around forty-two weeks--not that different from a human. Ugh...should I just add all three durations of pregnancy and divide it by three?

Mother laughed as my lips twisted in confusion. "The flower will bloom when it’s ready," she said softly, the green eyes staring keenly at the flowers in the garden. "It’ll bloom well and in time if there’s enough nutrition, and it might be delayed if there’s not much to be absorbed."

Ah, I see...

"So Shwa will decide by themselves when they’ll want to be born?"

"Once the physical body is strong enough to contain the soul and the mana core, your baby will be born," She patted my head. "So just enjoy the waiting time while taking good care of yourself."

Oh...I didn’t know a deity’s affection could make me blush. Or...would it be okay for me to say it was a mother’s affection?

I wished...I hoped that I could provide this kind of warmth for Shwa; and I hoped that the affection would grow with the child instead of waning.

"Mother..."

"Yes, my child?"

"Would..." I gripped my half-empty glass rightly. "Would Shwa remember the days as...as the..."

I swallowed the nervousness and anxiety creeping up my throat. It was something that I had been thinking about a lot, and something that I dreaded to ask--because I was dreading the answer.

Would my child...truly become my child? Or would the baby come out telling me they are the Primordial God and walk away to attain the throne of the deity?

I knew Shwa’s memory had been regressing, but what if those scattered memories came back once a physical body was obtained? What if my baby refused to be my baby?

"Valen, do you know how hard it is to keep memories as old as the world itself?" Mother leaned against the pillar and spoke as if she was giving me a bedtime story. "When Master disappeared, most of the memories of the world scattered and vanished, particularly the bad ones. And those memories...they could never be recovered."

I watched Mother’s face, and was quite surprised when I saw a deep sadness in her eyes.

"It was fine in the beginning, and sometimes we could still find Master’s floating soul wandering the world. But..." She closed her eyes, sighing. "As time goes by, without a physical body as an anchor, more of Master’s memories had to be shed so the soul did not get burdened, including the good memories," she went quiet for a few seconds, before adding softly. "Including us."

Oh...

Oh, Mother...now I knew why she looked so sad. I bit my lips and bowed my head, staring at the warm drink in my hands. She patted my head and chuckled wryly.

"Don’t think much about it, I’m just being a bit whiny."

Well...I wouldn’t blame her if she complained more.

"What I want to say is that no, the memories as Primordial God most likely would not come back," she said. "The soul would create more new memories as the new physical body grows," she smiled and flicked the tip of my notes playfully. "With you."

I cupped my cheeks in flusters. I felt bad for feeling happy about the empty memories, even though it was something that made Mother said.

But still...I couldn’t help it. Regardless of fate or anything, I was glad to have Shwa with us. Sometimes, I even forgot that the soul inside that beautiful flower was supposed to be the essence of the Primordial God.

"But I’m glad," Mother nodded. "Personally, I prefer this outcome."

"Oh?"

"In the first place, what caused Master to disappear was the malice born from Master’s creations, the heartbreak that came from that, and the burden of the world’s selfish desire," she exhaled slowly while closing her eyes, as if expelling all of her regret by saying it all. "Living as a regular mortal...I think it’ll be good for Master--no, for this child."

She opened her eyes and smiled, turning to look at me. "And I can’t think of a better place to have that child than on your side."

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