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“Aelia, how is she?!”
Luna's voice trembled sharply, breaking the tense silence brought by Leonard. Her small figure rushed like a whirlwind to Qin Si's side, her clear, large eyes filled with anxiety and unease, as if she were trying to see through Qin Si.
“Madam... Madam...” Qin Si stammered, tears streaming down her face, looking utterly disheveled.
Luna grabbed Qin Si's arm with surprising strength, not at all like a newborn.
“I want to see her! How is she?! I need you to tell me, Bao Da Ren! Do you understand, Bao Da Ren?!”
“Yes... yes! Luna, I understand. I will do my best,” Qin Si was intimidated by Luna's forceful presence, nodding repeatedly as if grasping at a lifeline.
Only then did Luna slightly loosen her grip, but her gaze remained fixed on the tightly shut door of the delivery room, as if she could burn it down with her stare.
Her little heart raced wildly, threatening to leap out of her throat. She knew that Aelia's destiny was also her own.
Qin Si seemed to snap out of a daze and hurriedly brought out some blood-stained cloths and a basin of steaming blood. A strong smell of blood assaulted Luna's senses, making her stomach churn.
She fought against the nausea and stared intently at Qin Si, waiting for her next words.
“Luna, you... you should wait outside. It's too chaotic in there,” Qin Si's voice trembled severely, nearly breaking into tears.
“I need to know about Aelia!” Luna refused to budge, her small frame bursting with incredible strength.
“Madam... Madam...” Qin Si hesitated, wanting to say something but ultimately fell silent, shaking her head vigorously, fear etched deeper on her face.
Then she seemed to make a decision and abruptly shut the door of the delivery room, isolating Luna outside.
“Qin Si! You need to tell me clearly!” Luna pounded on the door with her tiny fists, her voice filled with anxiety and anger, but it was futile.
The door remained closed, like an insurmountable chasm separating her from Aelia.
Inside the delivery room, the atmosphere was suffocatingly tense.
“It’s no use; there’s no time left! If this continues, neither the lady nor the child will survive!” The midwife’s voice was sharp and urgent, cutting through the air like a rasping blade that frayed nerves.
Qin Si stood by helplessly, her face as pale as paper.
“But... but the lady is still trying; do we really have to use that method?”
“Trying? Can’t you see she’s almost done for?!” The midwife roared fiercely, grabbing Qin Si's arm with surprising strength.
“This is an emergency; we can’t afford to be picky! If both the Lady of the Fortress and the child are lost, none of us will survive!”
“But... what if Lord blames us afterward...” Qin Si’s voice was barely a whisper, filled with terror.
“Blame us?!” The midwife scoffed coldly, a glint of ruthlessness flashing in her eyes.
“If both the lady and child are lost, do you think we’ll have time to wait for Lord’s blame?! Right now, we must save the Lady of the Fortress and the child so that we can live! Do you understand?!”
Qin Si trembled uncontrollably, biting her lips until they bled. “I... I understand.”
“Good! Just understand!” The midwife took a deep breath; her gaze turned resolute and frenzied.
“It’s her own body that is failing; she can’t blame anyone else! Get ready; I’m starting!”
She began to chant softly in a low and eerie voice as an unsettling magical fluctuation filled the air around them.
“Wait... Midwife, she... she still has breath!” Qin Si looked at Aelia lying on the bed, pale as paper but still showing faint signs of breathing.
“Shut up!” The midwife snapped sharply, her eyes like daggers.
“Those who achieve great things do not sweat the small stuff! This is not a time for mercy! If you don’t want to die, keep quiet!”
With that, she swung her hand sharply; a surge of black magical energy rushed toward Aelia’s abdomen…
At that critical moment, Luna suddenly remembered something. She turned sharply and grabbed her brother’s arm urgently. “Brother! Quick! We need…” She paused as if organizing her thoughts quickly. “We need to use ‘Holy Light Purification’! Yes! That’s it—Holy Light Purification! It can…”
Luna's small face turned pale, her tiny fists clenched tightly, the knuckles turning a shade of blue-white. The scene from the original story, where Aelia died during childbirth, spiraled through her mind like a nightmare. A detail she had almost forgotten now struck her like lightning through the chaos—Holy Light Purification, an ancient and powerful Healing Magic capable of dispelling Dark Magic and repairing damaged bodies. It might be Aelia's only hope!
“Brother, hurry! We need Holy Light Purification!” Luna's voice became sharp with urgency as she gripped her brother's arm tightly, her strength causing him to wince slightly in pain. “Holy Light Purification can dispel Dark Magic and heal her body; it’s the only thing that can save Aelia!”
Her brother paused for a moment, his expression growing serious. “Holy Light Purification? But that requires extremely high magical control. I…” His voice carried a hint of hesitation; the aftereffects of Magic Backlash made him wary of high-level spells.
“There’s no ‘but’!” Luna's voice was resolute and left no room for doubt. “I know you can do it! You must do it! Aelia’s life depends on you!” Her eyes blazed with intensity, as if burning with two small flames that illuminated the hope within her brother's heart.
Just then, a piercing cry echoed from the delivery room, followed by the faint sound of a baby's wail, weak and pitiful like a cat's meow, sending chills down their spines. Luna's heart sank heavily as an ominous premonition surged within her.
“This is bad! They used birthing magic!” Qin Si stumbled out of the delivery room, panic-stricken, her voice trembling violently. “Madam… she… she…” She covered her face, unable to continue as tears streamed down.
“Birthing magic?!” Luna felt a wave of cold wash over her from head to toe, as if all the blood in her body had frozen. She knew that while this magic could hasten childbirth, it inflicted severe harm on the mother’s body; one misstep could endanger her life. In the original story, Aelia had died because the midwife used birthing magic during labor!
Fear engulfed her like a tidal wave; Luna struggled to breathe as everything around her blurred and buzzed in her ears. She felt as if she might collapse at any moment. No, she couldn’t fall! She had to save Aelia!
Taking a deep breath to steady herself, she forced herself to calm down and then dashed toward the delivery room, her small figure shooting forward like an arrow with unwavering determination.
“Luna! It’s dangerous!” Qin Si cried out in alarm, trying to stop her, but Luna pushed past her.
With a loud crash, Luna exerted all her strength to kick open the tightly shut delivery room door.
“Aelia!” she screamed with all her heart, filled with despair and madness.
The sight inside the delivery room froze her in place. Aelia lay on the bed, pale as paper and utterly powerless, surrounded by a horrifying pool of blood. Her breath was weak, as if it could vanish at any moment.
At that moment, Leonard also arrived. Upon seeing the scene before him, he erupted in fury and overturned the midwife who was casting spells. “What are you doing?! Who allowed you to use such dangerous magic?!”
The midwife lay sprawled on the ground in disarray but still argued defiantly. “Lord of the Fortress, I did this to save Madam and the young master! She is having difficulty giving birth; if we don’t use birthing magic now, both mother and child will be lost!”
Luna looked at everything unfolding before her with overwhelming grief and anger rising within her chest; it made it hard for her to breathe. Trembling, she reached out to touch Aelia but feared disturbing her fragile life force.
“Aelia…” Her voice was hoarse and weak as tears silently fell onto Aelia’s pale hand. The entire delivery room was thick with the heavy scent of blood and suffocating despair.
Leonard's roar, the midwife’s excuses, Qin Si’s sobs—all intertwined into a chaotic noise that could not drown out Luna's heart-wrenching pain. She clutched Aelia's cold hand tightly, feeling that faint pulse as if it were her last glimmer of hope.
“Aelia, you can’t die… you can’t leave me…” she murmured softly, her voice low and filled with despair.
Suddenly, Aelia's fingers twitched slightly...
The midwife was thrown to the ground by Leonard, struggling to get up in a disheveled state, but her eyes remained resolute. She stood up, adjusted her messy dress, and said in a calm tone, "Lord of the Fortress, this is not the time for debate. The lady is in labor; time is of the essence, and we must act immediately! Otherwise, both the master and the child will be lost!"
Leonard's anger had not subsided; he furrowed his brows tightly, his eyes revealing deep anxiety and unease. He looked at Aelia's pale face, a sharp pain surged in his heart as he gritted his teeth and said, "I know time is pressing, but your method is too dangerous. A slight misstep could lead to irreversible consequences!"
Just as Leonard and the midwife were arguing incessantly, Luna coldly interjected, her small face filled with determination and anger. "Leonard! Have you forgotten that the birthing magic has already been proven to be the culprit behind Aelia's death in the original book?! She died in labor because of this magic! Do you want to repeat that mistake?!"
Leonard's gaze sharpened as if Luna's words had awakened him. He suddenly turned to face the midwife, his voice firm and unyielding. "Stop! Immediately cease all dangerous magic!"
The midwife's face turned ashen; a glint of madness flashed in her eyes as she nearly screamed hysterically, "Lord of the Fortress, now is not the time to stop! The lady can’t hold on any longer; we must use magic to help her through this! If you hesitate any longer, both the master and the child will lose their lives!"
Leonard's expression grew exceptionally grave as he coldly replied, "I will not allow you to use this method. No matter how dangerous it is, I will not let Aelia suffer any more harm! You can leave now; I do not wish to see you again."
Seeing that she could no longer persuade Leonard, the midwife...
At that moment, Qin Si suddenly moved.
The midwife was caught off guard and let out a scream as blood instantly stained her clothes.
"You wicked woman! How could you treat my lady so cruelly?!" Qin Si's voice trembled, yet her gaze was as firm as iron.
The midwife clutched Lucius' thin shoulders, writhing on the ground in pain; her eyes were filled with terror and rage, but she was too weak to resist.
Qin Si looked down at her coldly; her sword in hand waved lightly through the air, emitting a chilling aura.
"Qin Si!" Leonard exclaimed in shock, clearly not expecting her to act so suddenly.
He rushed forward and pulled Qin Si away, but her eyes still burned with fury as if she wanted to tear the midwife apart.
"Lord of the Fortress, she has violated natural law by using such dangerous magic!" Qin Si's voice quivered slightly, but her gaze remained fixed on the midwife as if waiting for her rebuttal.
The midwife was stunned by Qin Si's words; she struggled to stand up, blood trickling from her mouth as she sneered disdainfully. "You people are truly merciful women! When the day comes that you regret this decision, you will pay for it dearly!"
A glint of ruthlessness flashed in Leonard's eyes as he coldly said, "You are no longer worthy to stay here; get out!"
As the midwife walked away, she turned back...
Just as she was about to leave the delivery room, Qin Si suddenly spoke up urgently. "Lord of the Fortress, there’s something I must tell you..."
Leonard’s gaze sharpened; he furrowed his brows tightly, waiting for Qin Si’s next words.
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