Crow and Alpaca's Married Life (Part 2)

During this time, Reynold's condition was stable, and his belly was quite noticeable. The Speaker's uniform was even specially made for pregnant men. Once Reynold gives birth smoothly, Mephistopheles and his research team can officially launch this medical service. It is said that there are many couples making appointments now, and same-sex couples are constantly calling to inquire, hoping that they can invent the magic of same-sex childbirth.

However, that's unlikely. After all, creating life belongs to the realm of gods. The pinnacle that human mages can reach is nothing more than exchanging one life for another, like Mephistopheles and his teacher. If there really were such a spell to give birth, Mephistopheles and Ciprins would both be pregnant mages by now.

After dinner, Reynold was still angry with me. A little while later, someone knocked on the door. I opened the door and found the three mage apprentices standing in a row outside my door. The two older ones were grinning, while the younger one was very serious. The little elf Ruiduo had grown to be as tall as a thirteen or fourteen-year-old human child. She was holding a jar containing some kind of light blue paste.

She also tied an elven knot on it with a ribbon.

"This is an early wedding anniversary gift for you." Ruiduo handed me the jar. "I just made it. Since it's not suitable to use anything like that during pregnancy... you can use this tonight. Speaker Reynold will definitely like it."

Looking into her sincere eyes, I knew exactly where this thing was going to be used... Ciprins, after all these years, do you really have absolutely no idea what your little apprentice has become? In front of the children, I swallowed my profanity, but I felt that these three kids could probably swear even more fluently than I could. Ruiduo was indeed once innocent and adorable, but... that was truly in the past.

Their skills in fooling teachers are getting better and better; their acting skills are... wow... I suspect they learned it from that Dragon Emperor guy.

However, unlike Ruiduo never lies. That night, Reynold was indeed quite satisfied, and so was I. The next day Anna, he became as well-behaved as before... I mean, as serious, earnest, and dignified as before.

Ruiduo borrowed some money from me before and opened a "The Eccentric Elf's Amazing Magic Supplies Shop" on the busiest pedestrian street in the capital, mainly selling... well... sex toys.

Soon I got back the money I lent her, with interest. This child could earn more every day just selling this kind of magic potion ointment than her teacher does in a month... I mean, the salary of Ciprins as Minister of Education. If we look at the standard when he was still a lowly junior mage in the research institute, he would never earn as much Ruiduo's daily turnover in his entire life.

Then I became a shareholder in this store, and I often received samples from Ruiduo. Every single one was incredibly effective, completely different from other similar products on the market. Of course, the condition was that I had to keep it a secret from her two teachers. Her store employed two druid apprentices who could transform into half-human, half-beast beings as shop assistants. The shop assistants with cat ears on their heads and fluffy tails on their backs were probably one of the reasons for her outstanding sales performance...

I must say, this elven princess has a very good business sense, and her potions are indeed very good. I have high hopes for her.

But sooner or later, Ciprins would find out. Reynold said that while Ciprins wouldn't interfere with his apprentices' personal interests and academic choices, he might get very angry. The consequence of Ciprins' anger would be extra classes. Before, only three apprentices would have extra classes, but now...

Is he going to suddenly start adding extra classes all over the world? I suspect the number of students heading straight for his mage tower will increase again this year.

Since he reformed the graduation standards of the magic academy, in addition to the students who routinely challenge him every year, there have recently been some impatient lower-year students. The upper-year students are responsible for fighting with Ciprins, while the lower-year students cheer him on by banging their heads against the mage tower.

Of course, looking at it this way, Ciprins's educational reforms were indeed too successful, and his mage tower had to be reinforced at the bottom.

I also spent two years at the magic academy. Although I came from a religious sect, I needed a degree to enter the Federation military and political system, so I stayed there for two years. Back then, my mage classmates would be hospitalized even if they bumped their heads against a wall, let alone hit their heads on a table. But now, freshmen can be thrown out by Ciprins with Mage Hand without getting hurt. In terms of self-defense magic, this improvement is not small.

So Ciprins often watched the new students crash into the wall with a loving look, and then threw them out without any mercy.

Last month, while throwing people around, Ciprins recommended a girl to me—well... a girl with mechanical prosthetics on her lower body, and half of her spine was a magical artifact. Although it was cool, I remembered Ciprins not liking the excessive mechanization of one's own body, so his recommendation of a cyborg girl was quite unexpected.

My dear Reynold quickly obtained information about this girl. She had met with Ciprins and his group once a few years ago, just once, in the Holy Dragon Empire, when she was a trainee knight. Reynold also scolded me, telling me not to spend all my time beating up new recruits in the training grounds or interrogating prisoners in jail, and to watch the news more often; that girl had been in the news quite a bit.

Hmm... I need to reflect on this. I've probably been friends with Ciprins for too long, and I've been influenced by him. If this continues, I'll become a time traveler from the legendary era too. So that night, I took Reynold to see a movie and also went to a couples-themed hotel.

The next day, Ciprins also came to me and added, "I'm sorry, I was too busy yesterday and didn't explain clearly. This child is now the adopted daughter of the Dragon Emperor and Dragon Queen. You know, because Moli climbed to the top of the tower more than once, saying she would jump if she were to return and succeed to the throne, the Dragon Court Parliament of the Holy Dragon Empire was also helpless. The Dragon Emperor adopted a daughter to fulfill the duties of the Crown Prince."

Why?

So, Ciprins, you've picked up another princess?

The cyborg knight bowed to me solemnly. Hmm, looking at it this way, if I didn't know that Moli was the biological daughter, I would suspect that this little knight was originally the crown prince.

Anyway, modern society doesn't care much about bloodlines, so an adopted daughter is fine. An adopted daughter is more reliable than someone like Moli who draws lewd pictures every day.

"But after the crown prince was born, the Dragon Emperor became even more unwilling to fulfill his duties, so the Dragon Queen was very angry and sent the crown prince on vacation. But I feel that she won't learn any useful martial arts skills from us mages, so I'm entrusting her to you," said Ciprins.

The little knight's name is Karina. I took her to the Magitech Corps' arena for two matches, and her skill level was indeed quite good. However, it was clear that this child had received traditional knight training. She didn't know how to use her mechanical prosthetics very well and even used her electronic legs as normal legs... Hmm, so I put on my Crow Armor and gave her a lesson. The child's eyes immediately lit up and she called me teacher.

Very good, I'm very satisfied. Now I have a princess as my apprentice.

Chapter 126 The Married Life of Crow and an Alpaca (Part 2)

My name is Pine Mist Angela. We druids put our surnames first, so that whenever we introduce ourselves, the kind-hearted housewife behind the door will know that we are the ones who can help her cows produce milk.

So, the second century-old problem I encountered after marrying Reynold was—what should our child's last name be? This question was second only to the one I mentioned before, "What should Reynold be called after marriage?"

If the child's surname is Songwu, then the simple, honest farm woman behind the door might mistake him for a druid who comes to milk the cows—the problem is, what if the child doesn't grow up to be a druid? Look at the genes of the Dragon Royal Family, they can even produce a pornographic artist... I'm a mage, and I can't guarantee that my child will inherit my class.

"Even without a class, being an ordinary person is fine." Reynold leaned back in his recliner, patting his round belly with great satisfaction. He said, "Anyway, technology is advancing so fast now. It's not like the legendary era where you couldn't even start a fire without Fireball Spell."

Yes, that makes sense... As long as our children don't become apprentices in the Tower of Ciprins, they won't be involved in things like starting a fire with Fireball Spell.

"Ahhhh!" Reynold screamed, startling me so much that I quickly grabbed his stomach. He blushed and said, "Ah, the baby kicked me."