SIEGHART PERMARRE POV

*Sigh* I closed the report letter in my hand. It seems, I have drawn a charm which attracts trouble with it and every time it comes; it implies to get bigger and bigger.

*sigh* I even lost count on how many times I sighed today

“What’s the incredible joyous event written in it?” old man asked in a teasing tone, not befitting his age. I got irritated with it.

“What’s written in the report Your Majesty?” sensing my seriousness and irritation man on my diagonal right switched in serious tone is a man which turns to be in his early 70s with few wrinkles prominent on his face, with dry white hair and long white beard up to the neck is the most decorated person after me the king is the prime minister of the country Warren lanmlon.

“Yeah, it’s a report of Olivia’s pregnancy,” I said while passing the report to him

“Pregnancy? Have any complications arose?” While opening the report, he asked with concern.

“No, not for Olivia’s pregnancy, it’s her race probability test result that I’m worried” I said while looking towards the ceiling, Ah! On the side note, the study is a big room with a large library on both side with many books shelved in it used for reference, enchanted with dust resistance, deterioration resistance, corrosion resistance magic. The desk and the chair I’m sitting on is enchanted with increase stamina recovery, reduce fatigue magic made up of elder treant wood.

The ceiling being decorated with lights and a large chandelier at the centre with a finely and artistically designed maroon colored mattress. Let’s return to the topic.

“It’s just that the probable race is a demon with hierarchy above the marquis”

“Race probability test, huh,” muttered warren as he went through the entire report

Yeah! As name suggests, race probability test is……….

Race probability test: Test to decide the probable race of the unborn child growing in the mother’s womb, in this a tiny load of magic power from each basic attribute, made to flow to the unborn child, against this a characteristic magic power wavelength as a resistance mechanism is emitted by the infant, this is used to figure the race, evolutionary hierarchy, range of magic attribute and the most important, the amount of magic power, which too is a rough mean to make a guess on race and hierarchy by measuring the wavelength and denseness of magic present in it.

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“The race doesn’t matter, the problem is the hierarchy“

“Yeah! It’s fairly high,” said warren with his eyebrows contracted as letter V, seemingly in deep thought

“I can’t bear my unborn child falling into unnecessary conflict nor be the progeny of the conflict.” I got up from the chair and moved towards the window

“Your Majesty, we can just try our best to prevent conflict to come near imperial child,” said warren with

Yeah! That’s one of my most trusted subjects or should I say my friend? Well anyway

“Warren, tell Alfred to check the security level in the castle and raise it as he see fit, and also increase number of spies in foreign lands”

“Understood, Your Majesty” said warren with a respectful bow and left the room

3 months later…………….

It’s 6 months into Olivia’s pregnancy and there is a prominent bulge visible on her tummy, only 4 months from expected delivery date. The baby inside her tummy is quite a troublemaker. There were some complications, but it was settled with no greater problem.

I wish there were no more complication, later did I know that fate had something else stored in for us………..

On my way to the throne room, I locate Olivia on the verandah cleaning her equipment………

This girl…….

“Olivia!, haven’t doctor told you not to work during pregnancy and here you go making magic tools again,” I said with bit anger and irritation mixed in it

“Ah! Sieg, I was just cleaning equipment so they won’t catch rust or malfunction,” said Olivia with a bitter smile, as if showing that ‘I worry too much ’

“……. So how’s the champ?” I asked while looking at her round tummy.

“Well, as lively as eve- ouch! Ou-Ouch! Ugh…..”

Middle of the conversation, out of nowhere Olivia started feeling pain and suddenly lost consciousness.

“Olivia!? Olivia!!” I hurried went in her pocket and caught her before she fell down on the floor

Phew! Oh! She is quite light despite having a child in her tummy, huh, it’s NOT the time for that! I have to take her to doct- and suddenly a large amount of dense magicules from her tummy rose and magicules from air is being absorbed forming a circular ball like shape with a few rotations to accommodate the mixing for a while and got reabsorbed into the tummy again.

“Your Majesty!!” a man’s shout became clearer after every moment. I turned in its direction to find Alfred with few soldiers quickly coming this way.

“Your Majesty! Lady Olivia!? What happened!? We sensed unusual high magicules near the verandah, we came to find the reason and cause behind it. Is it enemy attack to assassinate the unborn child!!?”

“It’s not that, maybe I know the reason behind it but first let the royal court doctor to see her,” I said while taking her to her room….........

After taking her to the room doctor started their diagnosis of Olivia and the baby, I alongside with warren, Alfred, Elizabeth and Alen waited outside the room.

*Clank* the door opened and revealed the figure of an old sheep beastman with sheep like horns on his forehead wearing a robe up to ankles long, with the kingdom’s insignia on the upper left side of robe near the heart showing angels wings on both side of an upright sword with demon horns growing from the handle and a chain wrapped around the blade of the sword.

“Your Majesty, lady Olivia had suffered from magicule antagonism, but both lady Olivia and the baby are safe. She will wake up in few hours because of magicule overload, a side effect of magical antagonism,” the doctor left with the condition of Olivia.

……….. “Eh!!?” everyone exclaimed in unison.

Everyone was in a shock, Alen with her both hands covering her mouths with eyes wide open and shaking her head side wise in dismay, Elizabeth sat on the chair holding her head as if it’s the end of the world, even the prime minister known to control their emotions had emotions running wildly and Alfred was left petrified from the shock except for me