A/N: Some mature stuff, though it was more conversation. Just warning your mind’s eye cuz it’s a bit unsightly.
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This caused everyone’s eyes to widen.
If true, then this was big news. It had taken Mafo a long time before he succeeded in having a child!
Some people even said he didn’t do it purposely for Hesso, but everyone in the room knew what kind of man Mafo was, and he was definitely not a noble man.
Anyway, if the woman was really pregnant, then this was really big news!
Sandra’s eyes sparkled. She had a strange confidence in this. That Sasha was also pregnant, yes, but that was likely Hesso’s kid more than the Lord’s!
Speaking of which, although Sasha’s baby was likely Hesso’s son, Mafo didn’t seem to mind as much back then when he found out. He even seemed happy.
Of course, his excitement for his own kid still triumphed.
No one questioned its paternity. After all, Sandra had never left the house, and it was unthinkable for the Lord’s favorite woman to commit adultery!!
At this, Mafo’s eyes no longer looked at her in disgust, but fondness. He was still ugly as heck, but Sandra didn’t mind at all. All she saw was her future as the future official Lady!
Mafo turned to his men. "Get a healer right now!!"
"Yes, Milord!" The elder went out and called a random guard. He chose someone unassuming, just standing by the door, dutifully doing his job.
"You!!"
The man flinched. Although he was unassuming at first, there was still a certain bearing about him.
The elder though, didn’t think too deeply. He just watched as the guard went to him, doing the standard salute. "Yes, sir?"
If Micheal and the others were here, however, they’d recognize him.
It was Gingo.
The elder looked at him. "Call the healer!" He said. "The Lord’s woman might be pregnant!"
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Half a day later, two more reports came in.
One, there were no signs of thousands of people.
They had seen the remnants of a camp, but that was already dismantled. Judging by the state of the surrounding forests, they seemed to have been mobbed too.
"Well, thousands of people would not attract a small mob."
"That’s true. What a pity for elementalist slaves," another said, feeling sad for the loss of merchandise.
In their minds, they must’ve been attacked and had to rush away, even at the expense of their precious Elementalist slaves.
Anyway, there would be no carcass if monsters passed by, so they didn’t think to look for them.
Of course, the party heading to Alterra would still head there. It was a fixed plan that they would study that place, and figure out just how much trouble they had caused them—and to repay back multiple times!
Another news was: Sandra was indeed pregnant!
At this, she was immediately awarded a bigger room, better clothes, and the treatment of a proper mistress.
Sandra was very happy, and once again compared herself to Althea, who hadn’t even thought of her for nearly a year.
Sandra sneered. That woman might be an Elder, but she was no Lord!
On the other hand, she, Sandra, would be Queen here!
She even got her own maids now, some of whom were Terrans while some were aborigines!
They cleaned her up and dressed her, and within a day, she was completely transformed.
That night, Mafo visited her room. "How is it?" he asked, though his eyes would focus more on her stomach.
"I love it! Our baby loves it!" She squealed, hugging the man. She was so ecstatic that the usual disgust of embracing a filthy, ugly pig did not exist for now.
The old man laughed and she seductively rubbed her body against him. She knew she had to ride this momentum if she wanted to have more. "You will marry Sandra now, yes?"
"Mobilize the events planner!" he yelled, calling at the servants outside. "We will hold a grand wedding as soon as possible!"
Fwop! Fwop! Fwop!
Sandra flinched. What did he mean by that?
She thought this was his only child. Rather, he should be incapable of having another child!
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