Roxy, who had only just relaxed, grew nervous again, unsure what to do.
Cui Ciyou immediately understood what was happening. He thought it must be premature labor.
The exhaustion of helping Zenith give birth, combined with the emotional upheaval, had triggered contractions.
"Don't panic!"
The calm in Cui Ciyou's voice spread to everyone. They settled down, and the chaos was quickly brought under control.
"Paul, we'll need your guest room! Ma'am, sorry for the trouble!" (The midwife would need to prepare for a second delivery.)
Given Lilia's premature labor and the urgency of her condition, moving her back to their cottage was inadvisable.
Paul nodded his agreement, and they immediately prepared the guest room next to Zenith's for Lilia's delivery.
What followed was unquestionably more dangerous than Zenith's delivery. Premature birth alone meant a greater risk.
Roxy barely left her side. Her little face was taut as she repeatedly cast Healing Magic on Lilia, maintaining her vital signs and easing the tearing pain.
The midwife also focused all her attention, calmly guiding Lilia's breathing and telling her when to push.
Cui Ciyou stood guard outside the door, his mental power more intensely focused than ever before.
He activated his Mental Power Perception, unable to intervene directly in the delivery, since his Anti-Magic Field would only cause trouble at a time like this. (It would dispel the magic power sustaining the Healing Magic.)
In his eyes, the world became a black-and-white, three-dimensional space composed of points of light and lines.
He could clearly perceive the life force of every person in the room.
Especially the faint yet tenacious pulses of life from Lilia and the baby in her womb.
Another suffocating stretch of long, agonizing waiting followed. Time seemed to stand still.
Finally, just as dawn was about to break through