Mysterious Job Called Oda Nobunaga - 137

In the capital, King Hasse is about to go into battle.

Rumi finally gave birth.

I took Altia and Raviara to the temple in the castle of Maust and prayed.

In front of us, the priests were lighting fires and chanting prayers for a safe delivery.

The same kind of prayer was going on for a long time, and I gradually felt drunken and dreamy.

I crossed my arms and stared at them blankly.

On both sides, Altia and Raviara had their hands folded in the same way.

It was a prayer for a safe delivery, but all I could think about was that Rumi would be safe. In the extreme, I was even willing to give birth to a stillborn baby.

I was not sure whether I would rather have a boy or a girl. There was a kind of doubt in my mind. Besides, I felt that such a political decision was more impure than caring for Rumi’s body.

After about an hour of prayer, the priest said, “It is finished. By “the end,” he meant that the prayer in which we were participating was over. The prayer itself is supposed to continue until the end of the birth.

“Okay. We’ll go to another room for a short rest and then we’ll leave. No, maybe we shouldn’t go back until after the birth. It’s not a good idea for the castle to be in a state of flux.”

“Mr. Arsrod, let’s go anyway. It’s hot here because of the fire ……”

Raviara told us to get out of there as soon as possible.

–You’re more religious than I thought.

Odanobunaga doesn’t seem to believe in God.

I don’t really believe in God either. But sometimes all I can do is pray like this. I can’t have someone else take Rumi’s place.

–I know. If you think luck is divine, then maybe I’ve been thinking about God in a certain way.

I know. It wouldn’t be hard if everything worked out the way I planned. I’m not sure what my plan is in this case.

I told Rumi to bring me a king. But I didn’t say, “Bring me a boy.” I suppose there could be some changes in my plan depending on whether it was a boy or a girl, but I didn’t think too much about it.

–Well, at least at a time like this, I should think only of my wife’s safety. I once called myself the Demon Lord for fun… but I’m only a son of a man. If I had been a god, I wouldn’t have died in a rebellion.

You seem rounder these days. Maybe it’s just my imagination.

–Perhaps it’s because you’ve come to stand closer to the old me. I can give you a plan to destroy a feudal lord or two in no time. But from this point forward it is ultimately your decision. I leave it to you as you leave it to me. Show me your dreams.

I couldn’t help but chuckle. More than a profession, Oda Nobunaga is a comrade-in-arms.

In that respect, Kerala and Tarsha, who cannot talk to their professions, would be boring. Or maybe I’m just an anomaly and it’s funny to think of them as boring or funny.

“You look happy, brother.”

As we were walking down the hallway, Altia pointed this out to me.

“It doesn’t matter if we look pathetic. I’d rather be ready to greet my wife with a smile.

“Right. I’m sure the birth will be fine.

I hope Altia’s words come true.

“Yes. After all, no one who has given birth to Arsrod’s child has ever had a stillbirth. I’m sure we will continue to break the record.

Laviala said jokingly.

I felt some embarrassment when she said that in front of my sister.

She is starting to look more like Raviara. Her ears are pointed like an elf’s.”

The daughter we had between Raviara and me is called Little Raviara. I named her Little Raviara in the hope that she will be a healthy child like her mother.

But I think she will be a child who moves around a lot, no matter which of her parents she resembles, so she won’t be much different in that respect.

“Well, I don’t expect you to grow up to be a graceful child, so you’ll be fine.”

“No, I’m not so subtle when you say it like that, once and for all. ……”

Altia chuckled.

Once in the other room, we had a small talk. We talked about many unimportant things, as if we were children again.

In the past, we had lived as if we were my brother’s vassals, not even thinking of succeeding to the title of Viscount.

We knew that being of a lordly family we would be involved in troubles and conflicts when we grew up, but we spent our time trying not to think about it.

Altia was too weak to play around in the forest, so Raviara and I would go to Altia’s room together and show her the berries we had picked and tell her stories about the forest. It was a modest life, but it was not so bad.

A lot of time has passed since then.

All three of us are now parents and Raviara and I have a daughter. I wonder if the past would believe us if they heard our story now. I don’t think they would.

We had been talking for two hours.

The second daughter of the agency announced the arrival of the messenger.

I immediately knew it was good news because the messenger’s face was full of joy.

“I have good news!　A healthy baby has been born!”

“Mm. Hayama, it’s a great honor.”

I thought I said it in a hawkish manner, but I don’t think I could hide my smile.

“So, are you a man or a woman?”

“I am a princess.”

“I see. A girl.”

Let’s not think about the order of succession to the throne right now.

“I’m sorry, but go back to the castle and tell them <>. I’ll stay away from you until the mother and child are settled.

After the messenger left, I sat down in my chair and exhaled deeply.

“In a way, I feel like I’ve been fighting three battles in a row.

“You seemed to be enjoying the conversation, but that’s how much you cared about it.”

Raviara told me.

“Of course. That’s how I felt when Raviara’s baby was born.”