Paladin

In the spring of 1780 in the Vedder calendar, Langri.

Decades ago, Evan made his curtain call speech, left the world that was turbulent due to his appearance, and lived a life of seclusion with his dear Mr. Huitt, the great arcanist.

Perhaps it is not easy for Evan to live in seclusion. His eye-catching appearance and legendary life experience and fame are still being praised over and over again on this continent.

Evan was a little distressed about this, and even Hewitt had no better solution, so he could only talk about it after avoiding the cusp.

After the two stayed in the land of starfall in the north for half a year, they suddenly bid farewell to the hard-to-stop group members and slipped away on the grounds of their honeymoon. This made the members puzzled, but why? Guess can't guess the idea.

Well, actually it was because of an accident.

There is a special spell called "Wishing", which can summon a creature or being near the gods to fulfill a wish of the caster.

Whether it is modern arcanists or ancient spellcasters, they are not very clear about the principle of this spell; after a long time of mysterious fiddling with Huitt and the team member Scarlet God, they seem to have figured it out a little bit, so they Begin the one thing mages are never immune to—dangerous experiments.

The experiment is not a big deal, even if the experiment goes wrong, and the equivalent of the explosion is enough to grind the entire Starfall Land, it is not a big problem. No matter what, a few masters with the highest level of spellcasting can easily solve it, but the problem is... this It has to happen under their watch and preparation.

...the reason for emphasizing this is obviously because something happened that no one expected.

Things start from a night with a very delicate atmosphere:

The great and wise leader, Evan, sneaked into the laboratory where only Hewitt was alone.

Then the two said some special lines in a special situation, which unfortunately triggered the wishing technique.

The next day, His Excellency the Grand Arcanist showed his pregnancy—"showing his pregnancy" means that his stomach was so distended that he couldn't see anyone.

It's over.

A few days after the incident, His Excellency the Grand Arcanist finally found that he couldn't solve his... stomach problem alone, so he locked himself in the basement on the verge of collapse and sat quietly for most of the day.

Evan's three souls and seven souls have not recovered yet, and he stood outside the door with a dazed expression. After standing there for a long time, he knocked on the door suddenly, and asked awkwardly, "Uh, Huitt, are you still here?" All right?"

After a while, Hewitt said through the door, "...Get out."

Evan: "..."

After a while, Evan came back with a bowl of rice porridge in his hand, stood there for a long time in a daze and said, "Shuitt, do you want some rice porridge? Your health is important... Even if you don't Hungry, you can't be hungry... child."

The door was silent for a long time, but Hewitt suddenly roared, "...No!"

Evan rubbed his nose in embarrassment, put down the half-cold porridge stiffly, turned around outside the door, and asked tentatively: "Then you... don't you want to come out for a walk? Take a breath of fresh air... Is it good for the baby?"

This time Hewitt lost even the last sound.

Evan kept spinning anxiously, spinning like a spinning top for a long time, lying at the door and peeping through the crack of the door to see what's going on inside...

Then he suddenly saw a black viscous substance squeezed out from the crack of the door—much like oil, which slowly overflowed from the door and began to encroach on the ground like terrifying malice.

Evan was taken aback, turned his head and kicked open the door, shouting, "Hewitt! Are you okay!"

Then he saw Hewitt sitting in the middle of the room with a blank expression on his face, his eyes regained the shape of dragon pupils and was absent-minded, a silver tail was wrapped around his obviously protruding abdomen stiffly.

That weird black liquid was constantly oozing out from his robe sleeve, filled the entire ground and flowed out continuously.

When Hewitt saw Evan barging in, a pair of terribly weird dragon pupils stared at him for a while, and the black liquid instantly poured down from the chair as if all the valves had been opened.

Evan was terrified by his stare, swallowed, and said timidly: "Switt? You...you made this? Are you feeling bad now? Or...or I'll go find a woman outside Ask... how to raise a baby?"

Hewitt: "..."

A few seconds later, the oil gushed out like a waterfall, and the whole room was filled with a terrible dark atmosphere.

His Excellency the Grand Arcanist, who sat stiffly on the chair with his hands in his hands, said in a devilish voice, "...I think..."

Evan coaxed tremblingly: "What do you want? I'll get it, I'll get it..."

Hewitt said grimly: "...I want to destroy this world——"

A few seconds later, the great arcanist smashed through the roof with his tail, and flew out, circling in the sky like a raging fire-breathing dragon, rubbed out a flame tens of meters long in his hands, and wanted to throw it into the ground In a puddle of oil.

Evan was almost out of his wits, and immediately rushed up and hugged Hewitt——

Then he felt his big belly sticking out between the two of them.

Hewitt: "I'm going to destroy this world..."

Evan: "Mie Mie Mie Baa Baa Baa Baa Baa Baa Baa Baa Baa! I will accompany you Mie, please calm down first! Don't move your tire gas!"

The two stagnated in mid-air for a while, Huitt's dragon tail danced wildly, posing an attacking stance.

At this time, someone on the ground asked stupidly: "Leader! What are you playing today?"

Evan hurriedly said: "Xiu, Huitt, someone saw it..."

The dragon's tail froze slightly, and Hewitt looked down expressionlessly, then waved his hand, abruptly split an unstable portal in the air, and was about to slam into it.

The group members below watched this move, and said dumbfounded: "Head, what's the situation with you?"

Evan just had time to shout, "It's nothing, baa... no, go on honeymoon!", and then fell directly into the portal.

There was a lot of oil left, and the group members standing in the middle of the oil looked at each other in blank dismay:

"What's the matter?"

"How do I know what's going on? I still want to ask you..."

"...Did the two of them invent some weird play method?"

……

They passed through the portal and landed directly in a remote plateau area. The reason why they didn't know the exact location was because Evan didn't dare to stay too far away from the blackened Hewitt, for fear that if he didn't pay attention, he would really design Come up with a well-thought-out plan to destroy the whole world.

But after half a day, His Excellency the Grand Arcanist resigned to his fate, calmed down, and the whole bizarre style of painting was finally corrected back on track.

Hewitt said coldly: "Let go of me, go find food. I won't die like this, and I won't continue to destroy the world."

Evan was trembling, doubtful, turned his head three times, and finally confirmed that Hewitt had calmed down, and then he let out a sigh of relief.

After that, the Grand Arcanist went to the other extreme. He began to collect a large number of books related to pregnancy and read while lying down. When he had nothing to do, he squinted his eyes and kept eating, and... began to show some unique habits of dragon blood.

For example...he likes to eat raw food more and more, he likes to lie down in warm and humid places to rest, and when he feels bored, he wreaks havoc, his temper becomes more and more moody, and his ability to poison his tongue seems to decline—as his energy improves Decline.

Hewitt began to sleep twelve hours a day, waking up to eat and eat non-stop, and sometimes woke up in the middle of the night wanting to eat; other than eating, his activities were only reading and writing notes.

Evan is like a trembling reserve daddy, serving him with delicious food and drink - at the same time, he is full of enthusiasm and anticipation for this cause, and sometimes secretly fantasizes about what kind of furry child he will get in a few months...

Unexpectedly, just one month later, Evan's illusion was shattered.

"This is just an incomplete wishing technique. It can only release power based on the price paid at that time and the words spoken when making the wish, and it does not involve the ability to change or ignore the world's laws-male birth is undoubtedly one of them. A law! Evan Paladin, stop looking at me like that right now, and stop those unrealistic delusions in your mind by the way!"

His Excellency the Great Arcanist, who had recovered his perfect figure, folded his hands, raised his chin, and coldly swung the dragon tail behind him that hadn't had time to put it away.

Evan squatted in the corner in disappointment, even his long platinum-blond hair seemed to be dimmed, and it was stuck to his back listlessly; then he turned his head and glanced at Hewitt, and sighed flamboyantly.

Hewitt lost his cumbersome belly, and it seemed that his temper immediately returned to his previous calm personality. At this moment, he said with a hint of evil: "Since you are so disappointed, why don't you try it yourself? I can spend a little more time to perfect the wishing technique." , until we figure out a way to actually…make a baby. We've got a lot of time anyway, don't we?"

Evan flinched instantly in his heart, but then said firmly: "It's nothing, Hewitt, it's because you reacted too much... Actually, this is quite interesting, if you can really have a child, how did it come about?" It doesn't matter, it's the same with me."

After the words fell, a silver dragon tail swung gracefully and wrapped around Evan's waist.

Evan froze for a moment, and then heard Hewitt speculate: "According to the rules, it's my turn this time."

……

Well, if the first occurrence of an accident cannot be hastily attributed to one person, then the second occurrence is probably everyone's fault.

The next day, Evan was pregnant—"showing pregnancy" means that his stomach was so distended that he couldn't see anyone.