Lydia, who was walking down the street, sneezed three or four times in a row for some reason. She rubbed her nose and muttered angrily, "Which bastard is scolding me behind my back." ”

These are the streets of the New Oasis City, built wide and smooth under Rowling's direction. At the second intersection, Lydia had already seen the bell tower of the church. The next person she came to visit was Rowling lying in the hospital.

The little girl with the double ponytail finally couldn't wear a cute pleated skirt and mischievously accompanied Lydia and smirked. Her belly was already high, and she had been worried for the last few days, and she almost cried when she saw Lydia.

"Lydia...... My good sister, what should I do, I don't think he loves me anymore......" She hugged Lydia and tears fell from her eyes.

"It's a very common prenatal anxiety disorder." Lydia touched her head and looked at her big belly again, "This is an emotional change caused by too many hormones in your body, and there will be a bigger emotional gap when you are born in a few days." ”

"Ahh......h

Lydia could only forcibly reassure, "This is the obstetrics and gynecology department, all pregnant women who are about to give birth, how can you let a man in?" ”

Rowling's head shook quickly, "I don't care, I don't care, tell him to come in in women's clothes, woo woo woo woo ......"

The corners of Lydia's mouth twitched, and she muttered to herself, "I now kind of understand why I was so disgusted when I had a baby. ”

Rowling continued to agonize, "Woo woo, Sister Lydia, do you think I will give birth to a congenitally disabled baby with three eyes, four fingers, and one less hand or foot......

Lydia continued to touch her head: "No, we have already checked it with the 'snooping circle', and the fetus is in good shape. ”

Rowling cried again: "Woo woo, will I not be able to give birth and die in childbirth...... You must tell the monks that you must protect your lordship first......"

Lydia touched her head and said perfunctorily, "Got it, got it." Don't forget that according to the decree of the Red Pavilion, an unborn fetus is not considered a human being, so the doctors will definitely protect you. ”

Rowling still cried, "Woo woo, I feel so embarrassed to strip naked in front of so many people......"

Lydia coughed, "That bloody scene is not shameful at all, but terrifying. ”

Rowling looked up miserably and asked, "Sister Lydia, isn't it painful to give birth to a child......

Lydia laughed evilly: "That's not an ordinary pain, I don't think it hurts for ten years of menstrual cramps stacked together." ”

"What can I do then? I'm most afraid of pain. Rowling grabbed her hand in a panic, as if pleading for an immediate antidote.

Lydia smiled meaningfully, "Carry it." ”

"Huh?" Rowling's mouth widened.

Lydia shook her head, "You don't understand it now, and you'll think I'm an idiot, bullshitty and useless stuff - just like I was back then." But that's what I can tell you as a 'mother'. ”

Rowling blinked, looking at her in bewilderment.

Lydia peeled a fruit for her, "Not every woman qualifies for the noble status of 'mother': painful when giving birth, painful when engorged, painful during lactation, painful postpartum depression – the only thing you can do is carry it." ”

Rowling flattened her mouth: "What if you can't carry it?" ”

Lydia pointed to her nose, "That's like this idiot taking off from the roof with a head full of regret." ”

Although her self-deprecating tone was very light, her eyes were already unconsciously moist.

She remembered the dark and silent night again, and after breastfeeding for the last time, she stood on the roof of the building, blowing the night breeze, and jumped down in a sudden wave of disgust.

"What a great deed it is to conceive life, so it also needs to pay a sufficient price." Lydia interrupted her crying by shoving the fruit into Rowling's mouth, "After going through this, a little girl who cries all day long can grow up to be a responsible mother." ”

Rowling wiped away her tears and seemed to be emotionally stable.

Lydia hugged her again and comforted, "When you carry the pain and hold that new life in your arms, you will definitely feel the pride and joy of being a mother." ”

Rowling sobbed for a while, and then said embarrassedly with red circles in her eyes: "I'm sorry, I just don't know why, I really want to cry and make a ......."

"Hormones, it's all a pot of hormones, and you can blame everything on damn hormones now." Lydia put on an old-timer look, "Don't worry, I'll be here with you." I also want to see if the newborn princess is more like you or more like him. ”

Rowling's nose twitched, and she almost cried again, "I've heard that there is a prince who has colluded with the eighteen tribes, and they are looting the villages near the imperial tomb, and they are about to attack the imperial tomb. You don't have to stay here for me......"

Lydia smiled, "With Red Dragon and Mira there, and the fortress walls you restored, the Eighteen Clans will not be able to enter the Crown Tomb in the short term. And the demon minions in the south here are looting slaves on a large scale, and their main force is entrenched in Blue Rock City, if I don't take them, I won't feel at ease when I leave. ”

As if to emphasize the correctness of the strategy, Lydia added: "Both Mr. Buxiao and Mr. Axey think so. ”

Rowling stroked her bulging belly and frowned, "I once heard Harley mention that Blue Rock City is the fief of the great traitor Bibith. That guy has a lot of money, and it is said that he also raised a bunch of dead soldiers. ”

"You can't tarnish the term 'dead man'." Lydia shook her finger, "That's a samurai who can give up his life for the sake of faith." As far as I know, Bibith is just a ruthless killing machine that has adopted a group of children, brainwashed and educated them since childhood, and cultivated them. ”

Rowling took Lydia's palm, "It seems that there is some collusion between that person and the 'protector' of the demon race, you should be careful, I still want you to be the child's ...... In the words of the gods, is it called 'godmother'? ”

Lydia stroked her palm, "Don't worry, my godmother has calculated that my life may be harder than granite, and I won't die so easily." ”

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If there were a ranking of crow's beaks in the world, Lydia would definitely be in a good ranking.

Just two hours after she had finished boasting about her life, two Assassins suddenly descended from the sky and attacked her.

Considering that Lydia was a famous knight, the two Assassins also made some elaborate arrangements. For example, women are usually afraid of ugly-looking animals such as snakes and mice, and this fear from the depths of their hearts is enough to make them forget everything and only instinctively scream loudly.

There were no shortage of snakes and rats in the desert, and the two killers painstakingly scooped up more than forty poisonous snakes and more than eighty rats in a large cloth bag. Twenty-eight times in my mind, Lydia saw the animals lose their faces and scream.

The two were thrilled by the stimulus of the picture, as if they were not planning a murder, but planning to peek at their first love taking a bath.

However, after only one night, they discovered that there was a huge flaw in the plan.

First of all, they forget that snakes eat rats.

Looking at the only forty or so poisonous snakes left in the cloth bag, he stuck out his tongue at them with a big belly, as if to say, "Breakfast tastes good, let's have another one." ”

The two killers were furious: "How can you eat rats, they are not your food, they are your colleagues!" ”

Of course, the snake certainly didn't understand their reprimand, and just shook its head and continued to wriggle around in the sack.

But it doesn't hurt to think about it, a poisonous snake alone is enough. The two waited in an ambush in an alley outside the church, as planned, for Lydia to pass by.

According to the spy's intelligence, Lydia will visit the pregnant craftsman Rowling in the church these days, as long as she is ambushed on this path, it is right to be on time.

But the plan soon revealed a second flaw, and they apparently didn't know that Lydia was actually road blind as well.

Road blindness, like color blindness, has a unique classification pattern. For example, some color blindness just can't tell the difference between blue and purple, but when looking at the traffic light, they can still distinguish between red and green.

Lydia, who is road blind, can recognize the direction when fighting in the field, but when she arrives in the city, her eyes are black, and the streets and alleys of the city are like a maze for her. In a world without navigation, taking the wrong path is a common occurrence for her.

So when the two of them lay on the roof of the house and prepared to ambush Lydia, they couldn't wait, and they couldn't wait, and they couldn't wait until the church closed in the afternoon, when the sun was at its strongest. The two of them were almost out of the body in the sun when they saw Lydia slowly coming out of the church.

The two hurriedly prepared the sack, and the poisonous snake inside was also so hot that it was constantly rolling in the bag.

Seeing Lydia walking by defenselessly, the two lifted the sack and fell down, and in an instant, a terrible "snake rain" fell on Lydia's head.

Then the two of them drew their short knives and screamed and fell from the sky, slashing at Lydia one after the other.

So far, the third flaw in this plan has appeared. True, women are mostly afraid of snakes, but Lydia is not just a woman, she is also a knight.

As a knight, she had lost her fear, and in order to overcome her fear, Lydia not only trained hard to catch snakes, but also swallowed snake gall alive.

When the two killers swung their knives at Lydia, they saw a girl with a high ponytail picking up two snakes and slashing them at the person in front of her like whips in the "snake rain" that was blowing one after another.

The two snakes were thrown dizzy, and suddenly smashed into a warm flesh, and immediately subconsciously bit it. A terrible scream pierced the sky, and a man with two rattlesnakes wrapped around his neck and right arm rushed out of the street, and after only seven or eight steps, he was foaming at the mouth and lying on the ground.

The killer behind saw the opportunity to poke Lydia in the back, but when he heard the sound of "dang", the short knife in his hand flew away.

He never dreamed that Lydia was wearing a cast iron armor inside her blouse!

His shock didn't last long, though, as Lydia turned and stepped up and smashed the bridge of his nose with a punch. This guy only felt that it was dark in front of him, and he passed out.