Chapter 1406 - 1320: The Birth of a Daughter

Chapter 1406: Chapter 1320: The Birth of a Daughter

In fact, by the time Horn returned, Armand, Mitney, and Busak had already headed to the frontlines to prepare for negotiations with the Royal Court.

Horn was not afraid that Serafe would refuse to negotiate; even if it was just for show, they had to negotiate, otherwise, there’d be uproar back home.

Moreover, according to Cheka’s investigation, many vampire clans believed they could slow down the offensive.

It’s not that they thought they would lose, they just felt the attack was too rushed, which led to setbacks later on.

Currently, they’ve gained most of the coastal regions, with more commercial benefits than before, and their territories are much larger than during other invasions of the same period.

Many vampires thought it was better to be content and digest the acquired territories first, and only invade more if there’s not enough to go around.

As long as the Holy Alliance proposed negotiations, the Royal Court would definitely respond.

This would make a statement, disappointing those hoping for peace talks with the Royal Court.

Among the three, Armand had long been active in the coastal areas, well-acquainted with local conditions and highly respected.

Busak had been active in the Norn Region, and Mitney around Flanlaya, both being formidable diplomats.

Additionally, with Jeanne and André, the two most familiar with the frontlines, it was a dream team for negotiations.

Horn fully trusted them and didn’t need to micromanage the negotiation details; once given the objectives, they could execute them well.

Upon returning to the mountain villa, he saw Jia Li and Hilov waiting in the courtyard.

The Wolf Woman, seeing Horn’s arrival, immediately flattened her fluffy wolf ears against her scalp, her tail tucked between her legs.

Yet when she looked up at Horn, her face clearly said—I’m not wrong.

As for Jia Li, she frowned and pouted, glaring at Horn like an enemy, making him feel as if Moliat had resurrected.

"Jia Li, Papa’s back." Horn first gave Jia Li a hug, though saying this out loud felt to him like, "my daughter’s daughter is still my daughter."

Jia Li said nothing, standing motionless like a statue, silent as the grave.

During Jia Li’s entire pregnancy, especially the late stage, Horn wasn’t around, as he was out fighting.

Rationally, Horn was doing it for the Holy Alliance.

But under the influence of pregnancy hormones, Jia Li was just displeased.

Horn awkwardly smiled and reached out to hug the Wolf Woman.

The Wolf Woman initially dodged to the side but was forcibly embraced by the Saint’s Grandson, tightly held in his arms.

In less than a second, Horn could feel Hilov’s tail spinning like a propeller.

"Long time no see." Horn attempted to touch Hilov’s wolf ears, but then heard Jia Li beside him clearing her throat heavily.

He immediately released the hug compliantly, smiling as he approached Jia Li, "I’m sorry for not being with you the whole time, tell me whatever you want."

At times like this, it was best to just agree with Jia Li.

This was the behavioral pattern devised by loyal advisors and strategists Horn consulted before coming.

Clearly, Jia Li’s attitude softened as she lowered her head and kissed Horn, "It’s all your fault; once this little brat is born, I’m heading to the frontlines immediately."

"No problem." The Witch’s recovery rate was faster than ordinary people, and besides, once she delivered, Horn planned to take Hilov to Black Snake Bay.

In those two to three weeks, Jia Li would have just enough recovery time.

Besides, once the child was born, who knows how Jia Li might feel, whether she’d be keen on the frontlines after all.

On his first day back at the Holy Alliance, Horn canceled all pending official duties, spending the entire day with Jia Li.

As for Hilov, who liked to get stuck in trivialities, though she was unhappy about not being able to leave immediately,

just getting Horn’s agreement to accompany her was already the best possible outcome.

The departure date was set for a week after Jia Li’s delivery, and speaking of which, Jia Li had entered the pre-due stage the day before Horn arrived.

If Horn had been any slower, he might have even missed her delivery, which was precisely why Jia Li suddenly got upset.

Throughout the day, Jia Li commanded His Holiness the Pope, one moment making him run here and there, another moment becoming gentle and asking him to hold her, then suddenly fiery and telling him to stay away.

Knowing it wasn’t her true intention, and with just a few days left till labor, Horn complied with a cheerful spirit.

By evening, Horn, Hilov, and Catherine cooked a meal themselves.

After the meal, Jia Li was sitting on the sofa dozing off, Hilov had fled to the second floor to read, and Catherine had escaped to the courtyard to cool off.

Jia Li wouldn’t torment only Horn.

And Horn obediently stayed in the kitchen washing dishes, but halfway through, he heard Jia Li calling out.

"Papa, Horn, Papa, come here quickly..."

Throwing down the dirty dishes, he wiped his hands and returned to the living room, stunned by the scene inside: "...Have you gotten so bold that you’re peeing anywhere in the living room now?"

Painfully pale-faced Jia Li had lost the strength to swear; she screamed towards the door in a twisted grimace, "Catherine, Hilov, come quickly; I think I’m going into labor."

"Ah?!" Horn dashed to the window, yelling outside, "Delivery team, get in here immediately, tell Cheka to prepare for protection."

Due to Jia Li being near delivery, the midwives and doctors had been ready for a while, with a sterile surgical room specifically constructed.

As for these midwives and doctors, they were a professional team working primarily for the Falan Royal Family.

Although they’d been idle for over a decade without serving the Royal Family, they had extensive experience delivering for the nobility.

In just a few seconds, the doctors and nurses rushed into the living room, carrying Jia Li into the surgical room.

Fearing Jia Li would crush his hand bones, Horn didn’t go inside, anxiously waiting outside the door.

From dinner until midnight, Jia Li still hadn’t delivered.

Though Angel’s blood was at the ready, to be injected in case of emergency, Horn couldn’t help but feel anxious.

By the time midnight rolled around, Horn had barely slept for two hours when he awoke again, only to discover that the baby still hadn’t been born.

"It’s likely to happen around four in the morning; she’s already eight centimeters dilated, it should happen soon."

Around three o’clock, after Horn had paced nearly 10,000 steps outside the surgical room door, a crisp cry suddenly rang out.

Horn immediately pressed his whole face against the glass, peering inside, though curtains still obscured the window behind.

Just before four o’clock, the doctors finally exited the room: "Congratulations, Your Holiness, Her Highness the Saintess has given birth to a healthy baby girl, both mother and daughter are safe, no need for Angel’s blood."

Horn let out a long sigh of relief, then asked, "Can I go in now?"

"You can, but still be cautious, lest the baby catch a chill..."

"Ah—"

Suddenly hearing a scream from inside the surgical room, Horn rushed in without a second thought.

He crashed through the door, tore back the curtain, and was hit by a wave of blood and burnt air.

"Not..." Horn’s words stuck in his throat.

Inside the room, on the velvet-covered bed, Jia Li was pale, holding a small pink bundle in her arms.

Horn immediately knew that was his daughter.

However, the little pink bundle was twisting its head, one arm emerging from the swaddle, a finger as if pointing at something.

Following his daughter’s finger, he saw a doctor slumped to the ground, a clear bullet hole through his forehead.

Around the wound were obvious scorch marks, and within, a brain visibly wriggling... Huh? A wriggling brain?

"Check him." Horn pointed to the corpse on the ground, then sternly asked, "What just happened?"

"Her Highness... Doctor Richter just stepped out to check Her Highness’s health, but as he approached..." The midwife swallowed before continuing, "The little princess suddenly stretched out her finger, and a burst of sunlight-like light shot forth from her fingertip, and then, and then it was like this..."

At that moment, Cheka finished examining and whispered in Horn’s ear for a time.

Without correcting the midwife’s use of the Falan Royal Family title, or responding to Cheka, Horn directly went to Jia Li’s side, taking her hand.

Though Jia Li’s eyes were tinged with tears, her face ashen, she couldn’t help but break into a smile: "Our daughter is a witch, a sun witch."

Horn caressed the head of his older daughter, saying nothing, yet he couldn’t stop himself from pondering—how did she know?

How did she know that doctor was a vampire?