Three days more than the righteousness of marriage, couples spend the same time.

With this, we will nurture an immortal bond.

Titi and the others blew that into Singh.

It must be the matrimonial gesture ordained among the spirits, and Singh lived those three days with Leno in a small castle on the heavenly side of Enunien.

And it's about the fourth morning.

Singh was running among the great trees of Enunien.

After passing through the same place several times, momentum opens the door.

Then the forest of books reveals itself.

Behind it, lined with trees, was a shallow spring. A large lotus leaf floats, and Leno lies on it.

When she heard the news that she had fallen, Singh rushed quickly.

"... are you all right?

Singh ran to her.

"Yeah, 'cause there's Sentello"

Leno's body is wrapped in a light of pale green. It is the healing light of therapeutic fluorescenetero.

"... I heard you suddenly collapsed, was there something?

"Ugh. I don't know. I'm having Eni Unien look into it. But I'm glad I was able to marry Singh and it was too much...?

With a slightly spicy face, Leno smiled though.

"If it doesn't matter, it's good"

"It's okay. I'm sorry, I made you worry."

Leno stretched out his hand, and Singh shook it.

"Stay with me till it's healed"

"Ugh. It's okay. I've already pulled it off a lot. Hey, Eni Unien."

When she calls, a voice echoes in the forest of books.

"... uhm, I don't know how to explain it..."

"Is it bad?

To Singh's question, the great tree of Enunien did not answer instantly.

"... there's no precedent for this. Nevertheless, I am the great tree of education. If you mean the Spirit, you probably know. But yesterday..."

Hmm, he roared, and the great tree of Enunien looks like it's haunting his head.

"Fine. Just say it. What's the matter with you?

When Leno said so, the great tree of Enunien said in a mysterious voice.

"... that's it. Master Leno seems to be pregnant..."

Today, Leno changed her expression.

"... Pregnant...?

"Bye. Thank you. You don't seem to be wrong."

"... because whose child?

"Feel the magic of the Demon Clan. Make no mistake about your child with the Spirit King."

"Shh..."

Leno stares at Singh's face with a glimpse.

He's the same look as usual, but from where he doesn't pronounce words right away, he's probably upset.

"... Between the Spirit and the Demon Nation, no child should be born...?

"Uhm. I thought so. But spirits come from rumors and legacies of demons and humans. Some spirits may not wonder if their bodies were close to demons and humans..."

The roaring voice of the contemplative Eni Unien sounds.

"Not surprisingly, though. It's probably the first time in a long history of spirits, such as a half-spirited half-spirited demon who inherited half the blood of spirits and demons..."

"... well..."

The look on Leno's face, who said so, seemed somewhere delightful.

"Leno must have fallen because he housed the half-spirited half-demon child in him."

"What does that mean?

And Singh asks.

"The Spirit comes from rumors and inheritance. Often it arises from a great rumor or a definite inheritance, and from birth it seems that the half-spirited half-demon child is different. For half to have the body of a demon tribe, and the roots of the Spirit are dragged upon it. The little rumor of birth shapes the child's roots."

From the first night, only three days, even if Leno is pregnant, that belly child shouldn't even be a fetus. Originally, it would be so slight a life that I wouldn't even notice pregnancy. Correspondingly, the rumors and inheritance of the Spirit are also uncertain.

"Can't you live like this?

Leno rested his hands quietly on his own stomach.

"Rumors and legacies are too weak at this point. Dear Leno, but can't you feel what the rumors and legacies of the child are?

Reno nodded slightly.

"I'm connected to my mother now. In the case of the Demon Nation, the roots of Leno-like have been transformed into the roots of the child so that nutrition can be delivered from mother to child through the placenta. You must have fallen for taking away magic all at once."

"So, what's in your stomach?

"You're not going to die. But the demonic body can't be in the womb forever. I'm supposed to be born about October 10th. By then, if you can't find the rumor and the inheritance, even if you do, if it crushes, the child won't be able to live long..."

Leno smiled nicotineously, back to back with Sin, who made his eyes rough.

"Good."

"... what is it?

"Because there's also October 10th. With that, we'll figure it out. I'm a big spirited mother, and I'm good at figuring out what a child looks like."

Thinking for a moment, Singh asked again.

"Even if we pinpoint rumors and inheritance, can we not crush it?

"It's okay. I'm sure we can figure it out. There's a wall, it's a little rough, but, you know, we're gonna have to do something about it."

Slowly Leno woke himself up and stood up.

"You know, Sin"

Down from the leaves of the lotus, Leno quietly advances his steps.

"How did this happen?

"... I don't know"

A book of emeralds placed on the ground produces sticky hands and feet and walks a little to Leno.

He was waving his hand up and down so that he could sit on her.

"I thought I owed it to Singh. I thought Singh left me this girl so I wouldn't miss her."

Leno crouches in and reaches for Leelan. The book fairy broke her own page and handed it to Leno.

On that one page, for a moment, I saw a sparkling light flying in.

Sounds like a miracle.

Still, Singh shuts up.

"... miracles, etc., can't even happen. It's always something we have to wake up with."

"Well, I did a miracle. The love that was born here has done a miracle."

Leno smiled at Singh standing beside him.

"Absolutely, no matter what, I'll raise you. Because this girl is the love Singh gave me."

Singh gave a delightful, crying, indescribable look.

"... you always make me dream..."

"No, I'm not. Singh always dreamed of me. Singh gave me a dream to live like me."

Leno stood up and kissed Singh as he poked his surprise.

Leno laughed furiously at Sin, who slightly rounded his eyes.

"I want you to name this girl."

thought for a while, Singh said.

"Gordo for boys, Mass for girls"

"They're both good names. Hey. I wish I had twins."

I was followed by Leno, who said happily, and Sin loosens his expression like him too.

"Leno, you..."

Nico smiles.

"Don't go. - Oh, my God, I'll never tell you."

Leno speaks that way, blocking Sin's words.

"My husband is the right arm of the Demon King. I owe him more than anyone, I reward him for it, I do my loyalty. It's not you who can shut up and watch the rumors of a fictional demon king spread."

Leno says to send it out.

Like trying to turn down Sin's hindsight worries.

"Because I'm waiting. With this girl. I'll wait here, Sin. Don't forget about me because I was reincarnated."

A firm nod, Sin replied.

"Even if I forget my sword, I will try not to forget that"

They lean over and hug each other.

How long, and how long, Leno showed Singh a piece of paper.

"You know what? About Fran the Fairy of Love."

Singh shook her head quietly to the side.

"It's a spirit that shapes and unites love that wasn't rewarded. They say only the number of missing love exists. For example, suppose someone died because there was something left in love. Even if the roots perish and you never come back, the Fairy of Love will help you softly"

What Leno has in his hands is a page of the book Fairy Leelan.

It was torn two thousand years later, the part with Fran the Fairy of Love on it.

"Fran lends his body to the dead. Borrow the fairy body of love, and the person will come back only to convey love. I realize I'm Fran, only for a few moments."

The Fairy of Love Fran page states:

Borrowing from Fran the Fairy of Love, the resurrected forget the memory of love. In search of memory, as fairies they wander. Only those who have true love can remember and convey it.

To convey words I couldn't say, to settle for sorrow, the Fairy of Love is always wandering this world.

"I'm a spirit, so I think I can crush it. But if I were, I'd be a fairy of love and come and see you. So, definitely, I'll see you again."

Leno let Fran the Fairy of Love page be shaken in Singh's hand.

"Bullshit, because Leelan gave it to me. If I had this, I'm sure I'd know Sin, even if I were a franc. Never lose it. Hold it."

Two thousand years apart. You can't say enough about nothing.

So maybe Leno said that.

"I promise."

Singh missed the Fairy of Love Fran page.

His gaze is directed at Leno's eyes. Peacefully she laughs.

The two stayed put, staring at each other.

"Go away"

"I will definitely come back here. Then, I'm sure, I'll turn my love for you into a souvenir."

That's what he says, and Sin turns his heel back.

Without looking back, Leno stared quietly at his back as he left the scene.

After leaving Ahalthern, Singh goes for Dilheid.

I didn't follow him, but I could see that.

Someone was plotting a prank, so I thought it was just right, and I connected the magic line to him.

Singh kept running without rest for a moment, and half a day later, he entered Dilhayd.

Climb through the gates of Midhaze and arrive at Delzogate Demon King Castle.

As it was, he went down the underground dungeon, through a hidden passage, into the treasure trove.

And there, return the Unique Sword Sigshester.

Ugh, and a sigh of relief, he draws the magic formation on the spot.

It was the magic of.

If Sin is used inferior to root magic, he cannot fully inherit power and memory. Still, he didn't hesitate.

Singh tried to instill magic in the magic formations, just then...

"Suffering."

"No more limits."

"Help."

"It's narrow."

A high voice echoes the treasure trove.

Take Fran the Fairy of Love page out of your nostalgia as Singh peeks into a rugged gaze.

Then, from there, the pompous titties appeared.

"... how were you hiding?

To Singh's inquiry, Titi and his men beheaded.

"Get smaller?

"Become a letter?

"Be like paper?

"I was hiding."

Whatever you think, there's no hiding gap in the paper, but I guess it doesn't really matter to Titi, who has prank-loving rumors and heritage.

"Where am I?

"Dilhaydoh"

"What do we do?

"Go home."

You can't cross the border.

"It's very different."

White, the Titties make a scene.

Thank you. It looked like you were putting a calculator on to attribute Sin to Leno.

"Ahalthern is not the only spiritual world. You should go to the spirits' quarters in Dillhayd."

The Titties posed as if they were surprised by exaggeration.

"Cold -"

"The Spirit King is cold."

"I have to go home"

"Faster to Ahalthern"

"Crumble."

"Leno's gone."

It doesn't matter, Sin, who tried to use < reincarnation (silica) >, stops exercising magic.

"What are you talking about?

The fairies, they fly around Sin.

"Big deal."

"I need to be by Leno"

No reincarnation.

"October 10th."

Their story gets no guidelines.

Singh exhaled small.

"If it's your usual prank, I'll stop."

With that mouth, he left the treasure trove again.