Lok Ma Town, a beautiful town located on the shore of Lok Ma Lake in the southeastern province of the Wardsman Empire.

Her husband, Matthew, is in this quiet land of lakes and mountains.

It is not from the family inheritance, but from his own military exploits, which symbolizes his bravery and glory.

And it is very close to the border military village and Gaokan City where her husband served, and the geographical location is very convenient, but it is a little far away from the imperial capital.

Catherine lay lazily on the big bed, a blanket of sky-blue smoke beast fur cushioned beneath her, silky to the touch.

Rubbing it over slowly, she really liked the blanket.

Not only because of this silky and supple feel, but also because of the unique fragrance of the oil secreted in the cigarette sachet, it is the best insect repellent medicine, which can protect the owner from mosquito bites in the hot summer and sleep with peace of mind.

It was one of the gifts the Snape family had given her last month, and it was said to have been custom-made, which is why it took so long.

Catherine secretly inquired about the price, and it was so expensive that it made her a little staggered.

At the same time, there was also a middle-aged male housekeeper named Campbell, who was in his 60s and was said to have grown up watching her husband.

This time, he came from his hometown to work with Grandma Bertha to manage the outer courtyard and take care of the hostess Catherine.

Summer passed quickly, and Catherine didn't even think she had enough of hearing the cries of the blue frogs in the pond, and the autumn breeze was cool in a blink of an eye.

She tied her beautiful white blonde hair together in a long ponytail and leaned back on the soft slump as she watched Mama Bertha steer the maids around and arrange the new bedding.

I thought that before long, my husband would be able to take a semi-annual vacation and return home to reunite with her.

She couldn't help but feel a little hot in her heart, and her face was slightly red.

Catherine was a little tired and wanted to go back to the house to rest, and was about to turn over and sit up.

Suddenly, a cramp-like pain came from the lower abdomen and quickly spread throughout the body.

As the pain intensified, Catherine's face turned pale and cold sweat broke out on her forehead.

She was frightened, and her plump body curled up on the soft couch, wanting to shout but couldn't, she could only bite her lip tightly, and covered her lower abdomen with both hands, as if she was trying in vain to protect something.

The change of the hostess alarmed a group of maids, and for a while, the chickens and dogs jumped, and it was a mess.

Mama Bertha shouted at the panicked maid, and told her cronies to run away and inform the outer court to report the news.

And herself, she hugged Catherine tightly, firmly protecting her behind her fat figure.

Campbell rode all the way and invited the most respected priest in the temple of Fallen Horse Town, Tyrion Cohen, to come over in person.

The man is still on the front line, this is the first child of the young couple, even if he has been experienced for some years, Campbell, who is not surprised, still feels a little bitter in his mouth.

In the hall, the priest Cohen followed Campbell into the hall one after the other, and although the journey was not long, the old priest was still bumped and weak, and his body ached faintly.

At this time, Catherine was not as painful as she was just now, but her face was getting paler and paler, sweat drenched her entire forehead, and a few strands of white blonde hair ran down her cheeks and clinged tightly.

Taking a slight breath and calming her heartbeat, Priest Cohen motioned for Catherine to lie flat on the couch.

And Mama Bertha let her head rest on her lap, carefully wiped the sweat for her, and smoothed the hair stuck to her forehead behind her ears.

All the male and female servants had been kicked out, and only a few people were left in the empty hall.

The old priest then took out a red wooden box from the cloth bag he was carrying.

The box looks rustic, with no extra patterns, and when opened, inside are several green fusiform artifacts that are two inches long, as if the leaves are curled.

He placed one of them in Catherine's palm and let her place it on her bulging lower abdomen.

He himself picked up the other, put it on his forehead, and then whispered a sacrificial phrase in an extremely rappy accent, speaking quickly and not in the continental language, and the few people next to him could not understand what he was singing at all.

Perhaps it was the old priest's chanting that worked, and after a few minutes or so, Catherine felt that the pain had gradually dissipated, and her face had regained a slight flush.

But the good times didn't last long, and just halfway through the old priest's chanting, he suddenly coughed violently, and the spell casting was interrupted, which startled everyone present.

The old priest waved his hand to show that he was okay, and then stroked his chest and took a few deep breaths before seriously asking Catherine how she felt.

"It just hurts, at first it was a twitching pain in the lower abdomen, then a headache, the feeling that it was about to crack, and there was an indescribable feeling that made people want to cry. Catherine lay there, not yet strong enough to get up.

The old priest muttered for a long time after hearing this, and reached out to take the fusiform magic weapon in Catherine's hand, but he was taken aback.

I saw that the fusiform magic weapon in Catherine's palm had been completely unfolded, turning into a flat piece of paper in the shape of a petal.

Half of the original vibrant, crisp green texture has turned into gray-brown dry leaves, and there is a danger of crushing if you are not careful.

The old priest brought the leaf in front of his eyes, observed it carefully, and his face gradually became serious.

"Do you know what Lady Snape's awakened talent is? I see that Lady Snape's hair is white and blonde, which is not common among the Wards. The old priest asked.

Mama Bertha glanced at Catherine, and after receiving her nod of acquiescence, she replied, "Miss's 24-year-old awakened talent is an enhancement of perception. ”

Although Catherine is married, Grandma Bertha, who brought her up since childhood, still stubbornly uses to call her Miss, and likes to call her by her nickname "Katie" when no one is around. "Miss does have a quarter of the Oriyu blood, but she has not awakened her racial talent. ”

"Very rare talent. The old priest exclaimed.

Then he fell silent, his fingers rubbing the dry leaf, as if organizing a suitable language.

"Lord Priest Cohen, please speak up, you are the most respectable elder in Lok Ma Town, and I believe you. ”

Catherine sensed the other party's embarrassment and took the initiative to speak.

"Also, you can just call me Catherine."

"Catherine, dear, I have some preliminary judgments based on your situation. The old priest was a little slow to speak.

Catherine, on the other hand, nodded lightly and looked at the old man in front of her with an anxious face.

"First of all, it's not your own body that's wrong, it's more likely that there's a new life in your womb, and I guess he's probably sending you something.

Just as a pregnant woman is hungry even though she has just eaten enough, part of that hunger is transmitted from the fetus to the mother's subconscious.

And your sensitive talent amplifies this signal and feels it very clearly. ”

Hearing that the problem was with the child, Catherine couldn't help but grasp Grandma Bertha's hand tightly, so hard that her hands lost their blood color and hurt a little.

"Also, please continue. Catherine urged, a little flustered.

The old priest didn't mind Catherine's attitude, as an old fellow who had lived for nearly an era, he was very considerate of the importance of a child to his mother.

He continued: "Here's a little bit of my guess.

There is no problem with the child's physical development, it can be said that it is healthy, but the problem may come from the soul source. ”

Catherine felt like a thunderbolt on a sunny day, and Catherine felt her heart skip a beat, and she couldn't breathe.

Why is there a problem with the origin of the child's soul, is there something wrong with himself?

She didn't dare to imagine it, but looked directly at the old priest, hoping that his next words would tell her that it was just a false alarm.

Medical priests sometimes deliberately tell bad news first in order to exaggerate their exploits.

It's not about character, it's just a professional habit.

The old priest saw Catherine's nervousness, gave Grandma Bertha a look, hinting that she took good care of Catherine, and continued to explain: "We all know that Gaia, the mother goddess of the earth, has given us a long life and a strong body, and our life is made up of two parts: the soul and the body.

The nourishment of the body, the life energy we know as it, is transmitted from mother to child when life is still a fetus.

When life is successfully born on this earth, Mother Earth God gives us food and water to provide us with the energy we need to grow and maintain our bodily functions. ”