In truth, there was nothing wrong with being adorably foolish. One of Sui Xiong's friends often liked to quote, "A heartless man may not be a true hero; how can one who loves his children not be a real man?"—don't be fooled by how adorably foolish someone might become under certain circumstances. When it was time to get serious, they could still be imposing and domineering, with both brains and fists powerful enough to get the job done.
Leon was the same. Because Kalisha was pregnant, his intelligence occasionally went offline and he made some laughable mistakes. But if anyone mistook that for genuine stupidity and tried to take advantage of Gars City or the Church of Void Mask, then the Sword Saint of the eastern coast would use his sword to set them straight—or make sure they would never need to worry about whether they were awake again.
Since Sui Xiong had come to Gars City, he naturally went to visit Kalisha, who was pregnant and awaiting delivery. Compared to before, Kalisha's features had become slightly rounder; there was less seductiveness in her face and more of a motherly radiance. Her figure, however, had not changed much. Her belly was not especially swollen, and she did not have the cumbersome air of an ordinary pregnant woman who found even walking tiring.
"How long have you been pregnant?" Sui Xiong spotted the tiny life growing inside her at a glance. It was only about the size of an ordinary person's fist and had merely begun to take human shape, so he asked casually.
"Almost two years." Leon sighed. "After the experts from the Church of Goddess of Family examined her, they estimated that she might be pregnant for five or six years. Heavens!"
"Five or six years isn't actually as