"As you can see, we are of the same kind."
Eric had recovered. She sat down on a chair, leisurely broke off a piece of dry bread, dipped it in the soup and put it in her mouth.
"Anything else you want to ask?"
Yes, and there are many.
Hitzfeld could answer for Alain.
What the hell.
she thinks.
Short height, childish voice, handsome face, all of this finally had a reasonable explanation.
Also includes, well...
No wonder this guy likes to turn off the lights.
Chapter 137 Memories of the Temple
"I am indeed the only remaining heir of the Imael family. The Imael family was indeed harmed by the descendants of the Nine Knights and fell from Oujin City. We fled all the way to take root here. I did not lie to you about these."
In the smoke-filled study, the short-haired girl boasted: "The only thing I lied to you about is this. Yes - sometimes I even thought I was a man."
"Why do you want to..." Yalian hesitated.
"Because the wanted poster they issued was for a girl with long hair." Eric answered, as if he knew what she wanted to ask. "I can't go out to meet people with that kind of weak image, so I cut my hair off and became 'Master Eric' in their eyes. I think it will help us avoid some troubles and survive better here."
"I...I didn't actually want to ask you that!" Yalian couldn't help but raise her voice.
"Then what do you want to ask?" Eric finished his food and broke off a piece of bread to dip in the soup, feeling comfortable as if he were at home.
It's normal - this is her home.
"We are husband and wife now. I think there shouldn't be any secrets between husband and wife. If you want to ask anything, just tell me directly."
How dare she mention "husband and wife"?
Yalian was angry. She was too embarrassed to ask directly, but she didn't care anymore and asked her directly: "What about your reason for marrying me? How do you explain your promise?"
"What promise?"
"You said you chose me so you could breed with me!"
"That's it."
"Still like this... How can you reproduce like this? You are lying! You are a liar!!!"
"No I didn't." Eric lowered her legs and leaned forward, expressing her importance to the current topic.
"I didn't lie to you." She kept staring at Yalian and said to her word by word: "It may be wrong for me to hide this, but the reasons I gave you, those promises are not lies - I do have a way for us to have children."
"any solution?"
This statement was so bizarre that Yalian forgot to be angry and stared at her, waiting for her answer.
Could it be that the Imaar family has some secret method that can allow the girl to conjure up such a thing?
"It's not like that!" She was mercilessly mocked when she said this, "Don't be silly, that can't happen... and if that were the case, wouldn't you feel it? Aren't my actions gentle every time?"
After all, his age was limiting, and when talking about this kind of topic, Eric couldn't pretend to be indifferent, and his face kept turning slightly red.
But she still tried her best to explain: "Don't think too much. Anyway, it's not about either of us having anything extra. It's just about condensing blood into each other's body. It's recorded in ancient books that if everything goes well, this will also lead to successful conception."
Yalian still didn't quite believe it. After a year of learning, she seemed more confident and questioned directly: "Could you have seen it wrong? This secret method is limited to certain genders..."
"I've seen examples of this!" Eric's face had turned dark. "So just accept your ignorance. You haven't even learned about cell transformation yet, and you probably don't even know what nerves are. What's the point of me explaining it to you in detail?"
Yalian opened her mouth. The tone of the man scolding her overlapped with her previous impression of her husband. This person was indeed like that, indifferent and cold. If you disturbed her, she would get angry immediately.
She thought she had accepted this fact, but vaguely, she felt a sense of loss in her heart.
Eric broke off another piece of bread and was about to eat it when he saw Yalian standing behind the table with her head down, pouting and no longer talking.
"..." After all, she was her woman. After thinking about it, she stood up, walked closer, raised her hand to pinch her mouth, dipped the bread piece in the soup when her mouth was open, and then stuffed it in with force.
Yalian did not resist her and chewed the food obediently, but two tears rolled down her eyes and she looked particularly aggrieved and pitiful.
Eric had a headache: "...I thought you were not that kind of superficial woman?"
"What do you mean by a superficial woman?" Yalian asked her, "You did destroy my dream to some extent. After all, I don't have that kind of hobby. My relationship ended before it really began..."
"What's the difference? I'm asking you, what's the difference?" Eric pointed out the window. "Look at those people, the untouchables on the street. Do you think they have the right to choose what they want?"
"I'm not showing off to you, and I'm not saying that I want you to be grateful to me, grateful that I chose you and gave you the life you have now... I don't have the qualifications to do so myself! None of us have the qualifications to do so! Isn't it good enough to be able to live in peace in this world? Then what are you regretting?"
Although it's realistic, what she said is indeed right.
Yalian herself felt that she was very stupid... She had seen other examples where girls with good figures were chosen by wealthy families... Compared with that kind of experience, she was lucky to have a "mistress" who treated her well.
So she quickly wiped away her tears and decided to adjust her attitude to face her young husband.
"Stop crying?" Eric didn't let her go, his tone filled with a hint of sarcasm, "I was thinking I could collect your tears, so I don't need to add salt to this soup."
Alayne responded by pulling off a thigh and starting to bite it hard.
"That's the essence left for my husband!" Eric's face turned green, and he immediately rushed forward, "Give it back to me!"
After some playful noise, the two finally snuggled together.
Eric was sitting, and Yalian, who was a head taller than her and had a more voluptuous figure, was sitting in her arms, with her half-arm around her waist.
“I still think this is weird.”
Yalian twisted her butt unconsciously.
"I...I've never seen anything like this. If they find out—"
"That's why I have to marry a smart person." Eric sighed, "Someone who is sensible and reasonable. If he finds out my secret, he will help me cover it up. It won't be difficult as long as we act well."
"You don't just want to have more children, do you?" Yalian keenly noticed her thoughts.
Acting... She now knows the background of the Imaar family. To be frank, although she only brought a small part of it, this small part of the property is enough to buy the entire town. If she just wants to stay here and reproduce, is it necessary to act? She thinks it is not necessary.
"If possible, I want to fight back." Eric's eyes flashed with coldness when he said this, "Some people can't die in vain... I must at least find out why the descendants of the Nine Knights are going crazy..."
Yalian didn't say anything after hearing this.
"Aren't you surprised?"
She was not surprised, but it was Eric's turn to be surprised: "Even the old man was shocked when he first knew my idea."
"Why are you surprised?" Yalian looked at her. "You are just seeking revenge and taking back what you deserve. If I am surprised by this, then I am too dirty."
"That's not how it works." Eric raised his eyebrows, "Do you... do you really know how difficult it is to 'fight back'?"
"I have studied those history subjects, so I should know roughly some of them." Yalian said very seriously, "But we are already married anyway. From now on, you are my husband and I am your wife. What I have to do is to support all your ideas unconditionally, even though I may not be able to love you now."
"You are indeed very different..." Eric was stunned at first, then he smiled, "Hey...I said I would never make a mistake in people."
"What are you doing?" Ya Lian was shocked - she was actually picked up!
"Don't you want a child? I'll try my best to fulfill your wish!"
The next scene takes place in a dimly lit bedroom.
Hitzfeld couldn't see clearly, but the noise he heard was embarrassing enough.
This is a weird thing... Cell transformation, neurological medicine... If I understand correctly, it is a chromosome transformation surgery? The Imaar family actually has this secret technique?
This is something that was even passed down from ancient times! Is the technology tree of this Aisha Continent, or the Kingdom of Latadia, a little too skewed?
As he thought about it, Hitzfeld inexplicably thought of himself.
This...if I can give birth to a child in this way, does it mean...does it mean that I and Xia Hou...may also...???
The more she thought about it, the hotter she felt, so she simply forced herself to fast-forward the flashbacks and skip over the intimate scenes.
call……
After calming down, she breathed a sigh of relief.
I actually don’t reject it.
She said to herself in her mind.
They have been through so much together, faced so much together, and have long relied on each other. This level of sacrifice is not excessive in Hitzfeld's opinion.
She just regretted that she had to take on that role in that assumption. Because just as Eric-Imaer had his reasons (to uphold the image of the male master), Shasha-Imaer also had her reasons - she had sworn an oath under the throne.
The vow not to have children was interpreted based on her female identity, and the possibility of another girl getting pregnant was not considered at the beginning. So if this method was used, it should not be considered a violation of the vow, and she would have to bear the heavy responsibility.
However, even if she doesn't reject it, it's a bit difficult for her to let go of all her shame and take the initiative to understand, explore and learn.
The reason why the secret technique is a secret technique is that it is not something that can be learned by just looking at it for a few times.
And that damn Eric Imaar always turns off the lights, so she has nothing to watch.
Forget it, let it be.
I'll come back to do this when I have the chance.
Well, I am thinking about Sarah's future. The population ratio in some areas is problematic, with more women than men. If the efficacy can be discovered, the local population will no longer be a problem...
Hitzfeld gave himself crazy psychological hints, trying not to think about anything else and focusing on the development of the plot.
When she noticed this, she discovered that the two of them already had a child.
Even triplets…two girls and one boy.
Holy crap, can this secret technique give birth to a boy?
Wait, have I seen this plot somewhere before?
A lot of messy memory information flashed through her mind, and she immediately thought of the legends about the Mechanical Sun Goddess, that is, the Sun King Amen-Hawin.
It seems that some legends say that the Four Seasons Dragons are the four children of her and the Dragon Queen Albertina...
Mentally numb, Hitzfeld suppressed his shock and looked at the "couple" in the picture. They had gradually expanded their family business.
This town originally had no name. Some people called it Black Stone City, and some called it Scorched Earth City. It was also because Eric secretly supported the city's forces, allowing it to survive wave after wave of blood beast invasions, that it gradually got a fixed name - Bloodthirsty City.
Blood-sucking, that is, the place where blood-devouring beasts are located.
After standing firm for more than ten years, the Bloodthirsty City began to gain fame. Its status in the hearts of travelers quickly upgraded from a "supply point that you can just pass by" to a "fixed supply point", and then further upgraded to a "frontline fortress against blood beasts"... Gradually, more and more blood killers came here, and people in some more remote areas also began to sing the stories of this place.
The Imaer family continues to keep a low profile. Although Eric had won the position of city lord several years ago and was considered a small lord, she still insisted on disguising herself and rarely showed up in public.
Everyone who has seen her said that she was a "handsome city lord". She was elegant and mysterious. People spread the word about her good deeds of reducing taxes and her ability to command troops in battle. Her victory again and again gradually made her legendary.
Beneath the fame lies the risks.
"Eric."
After feeding the child once again, Ya Lian found the study room in her new home and said, "Grandpa Gu asked me to tell you something: 'Be more restrained in your actions.'"
Time flies, and the years make her more beautiful.
The freckles on her face were so faint that they could not be seen clearly. Her high nose bridge and red lips, set against her orange hair, made her look like a flaming rose in summer, with a hint of majesty between her brows.
She has completely adapted to this role. Many times when Eric is not convenient to go out to meet people, she is the one who entertains some people. Sometimes when Eric cannot make a decision in time, she is also the one who makes the decisions on some matters.
Yalian's contribution to the development of Bloodthirsty City to this scale is no less than anyone else's. As a witness to all of this, Hitzfell can be sure that if the "capital" is not counted, Eric cannot compare to her.
She even commanded some battles.
I underestimated this woman's talent...
"I've been very restrained." Eric was still reading. He turned around and looked at him. "I know what he's worried about, but there are cities that suddenly rise up like this everywhere... They suddenly appear and then disappear quickly. They can't handle it all, so they shouldn't send people over so quickly."
Time has also changed her. She has grown taller, but with this body, no matter how much makeup she puts on, her facial features can't be too sharp. You can still vaguely see the outlines of her facial features as a teenager, and she has become more beautiful.
This is also the reason why I don't go out. For a lord, being too delicate will deduct points.
"There are many cities like this, that's true." Yalian kept looking at her, "but it's very rare for a city to be run like this by one person, or a couple."
"?" Eric turned back again, "Are you trying to take credit for this?"
"I'm asking you to tone it down a bit."
"Since you said so." Eric sighed and closed the book, "Then I will inform them to suspend contact with Fengluo City."
Fengluo City is a newly emerged town in recent years. It is not far from Bloodthirsty City, but its strength is much weaker. It was built on the basis of refugees.
Eric wanted to "fight back" and seek revenge, but the power of a Bloodthirsty City alone was definitely not enough. According to her expectations, it would be best to gather enough forces before Oujin City noticed this corner, then spread the news to lure the floating city over, and then lead people to launch a surprise attack.
