The Sacred Right of a Certain Comic Book Chapter 889

"Emilia..."

The silver-haired half-elf opened her arms subconsciously, but her eyes wandered from side to side, softly calling her daughter's name.

She panicked, she worried.

What if Emilia doesn't recognize her mother, what if she resents herself?

As a mother, she is absolutely unqualified, and even facing Emilia, she still has a strong sense of strangeness.

But obviously, Shatila's worries are unnecessary, Emilia's eyes are red, she can't escape, and she won't escape the connection from the soul.

Emilia couldn't help but step forward her slender and slender legs, wearing white silk stockings, and walked towards Shatila step by step.

Seeing her mother's open arms, Emilia cried out, she threw herself into Shatila's arms, crying her mother's name with sobs.

"Mommy mommy……"

Shatila's body froze for a moment, looking at the other self who was hugging her waist, her expression gradually became softer.

A pair of pure white hands gently placed on Emilia's fragrant shoulders, patted her, and whispered like coaxing a child to sleep: "... Liya, Liya..."

"...I am here, and my mother is here."

Seeing this picture of the reunion of mother and daughter, the witches around showed a touch of joy in their expressions.

Satila's gentleness is the source of the witch's liking for her. Seeing Shatila and her daughter hugging, the witches are naturally overjoyed.

However, witches' wills always go to extremes, and they will soon go their own way again, doing things that are only their own mortal crimes.

"Hmph, it's really a tearful scene where mother and daughter forgive each other."

Echidna sneered.

Unlike other witches, she doesn't like Shatila.

Whether it's the gentle Shatila, or the jealous and crazy Shatila.

For no other reason than not liking it is not liking it.

Of course, it might also be because Shatila and Roy are too close?

Echidna, the witch of lust, doesn't understand either, but she won't get to the bottom of it.

"Master Roy, would you like a cup of Donna tea?"

Echidna's eyes shone with light, charming and delicate.

"You don't want to make tea here, Donna."

Roy raised his eyebrows and asked with a smile.

"Why not?"

As the lust witch said so, her white hands landed on the long black dress like a mourning dress, and slowly pulled up the corners of her skirt.

Black crystal-like high-heeled shoes, light-colored lace socks, and then a section of snow-white legs like lotus root.

Echidna's skin was very pale, like a piece of cold jade.

Roy shook his head and said, "...Forget it, now is not a good time. If you want me to taste it, it's better to drink tea directly from the spout at night."

Echidna understood the true meaning of Roy's words. She smiled gracefully, put down the corner of her skirt, and giggled: "...Indeed, the original Donna tea tastes better."

At this moment, Roy said to Ram and Rem: "...you guys go make some snacks."

"...Camila, you take them to the kitchen."

Among the Witches of Sin, Roy thinks who is more reliable. x-on:欲魔女卡mila.

At least when not taking responsibility for her own crimes, Camila is most like an ordinary girl next door.

"Yes, Lord Roy!"

Ram, Rem, and Camilla responded at the same time.

"Camila, I'll go with you!"

The young, lively and arrogant witch Typhon giggled and walked towards the castle with the twin maids and Camilla.

"That is Lady Emilia's mother, the legendary witch of jealousy, sister! Lady Emilia is exactly like my mother."

Rem looked in Emilia's direction, and whispered to her sister.

"Rem, Rem, don't look around!"

"Yes, sister, but sister, do you think Lord Roy will let Lord Emilia sleep tonight?"

"Rem, with Mr. Roy's thick skin, he will definitely use the excuse of admitting the wrong person."

The twin maids said viciously.

Roy laughed dumbfounded when he heard the words of the maids.

Naturally, Roy would not be angry at Ram's attitude of daring to speak harshly about his master.

Because Ram will become like this, Roy specially cultivated and allowed her.

Even though his mouth is always poisonous, Ram's heart is humble and respectful.

She served herself with all her heart and soul, which was enough for Roy, the supreme god.

God cares about man's heart, not man's behavior.

Echidna's fingers swept over the "Book of Wisdom" in her hand, and she asked in a probing tone: "...Lord Roy, you are about to see through the truth of this world."

Roy shook his head and said: "...Wrong, Echidna, I have already seen through the reality of this world."

"...I'm just restraining my expectation of the unknown and my appeal for wisdom. This is my charm, and it's also the temptation given to me by lies x-on:473, luring me to go crazy."

"I will definitely overcome it, that's all!"

Thoughtful about the knowledge-greedy witch, she has always been one with Roy and knows the path Roy has traveled.

But even so, Echidna couldn't understand Roy's greatness, and couldn't see the truth in his eyes.

The Greedy Witch just pursed her lips and said with a smile: "...Then I wish you to go to the end of everything and see the end that the soul seeks."

"Thank you, Echidna, I have received your blessing."

Roy said so.

At this moment, Shatila took Emilia's hand, and both mother and daughter had red eyes, sobbing their noses.

"Father, you broke your promise. You clearly promised to come back to see me."

Emilia pouted her little mouth and said.

"I didn't break my promise, Liya...Look, I'm not coming back to see you. You know, I didn't promise you, when will I come back to see you."

Roy blinked at Emilia.

Emilia thought about it carefully, it seemed that Roy really didn't give her a specific time.

But Emilia still had an angelic smile on her face, and said coquettishly: "...I don't care, Dad, you just broke your promise."

She doesn't like to be willful, and she has never been willful, but in front of her father, she hopes that she can be more willful.

Roy pondered for a while, and said, "...how about I punish myself with three cups? Why don't you just drink Donna tea!"

"ah?"

Emilia blinked her beautiful eyes, not knowing what Dona Tea was.

Satila's cheeks flushed.

Only Echidna laughed. .

The first thirty-nine chapters whose child is it?

The night is as cool as water.

A crescent moon in the sky shines on this majestic castle, and the endless grassland rustles.

Even in the Witch's Castle in this mind world, the sun rises and the moon sets.

On the balcony of a room in the castle, Emilia was wearing a light gauze.

The silver-haired half-elf girl looked up at the bright moon in the sky, her snowy and delicate skin was faintly visible under the light veil, revealing a pinkish white color.

"What are you thinking, Liya..."

Emilia, who was looking at the bright moon in the sky, seemed to be in deep thought. When she heard this voice, she came back to her senses and turned around with a smile on her face.

"Dad, aren't you sleeping?"

Emilia's smile is sweet and innocent. If she is a holy angel, no one will associate her with the queen of Lugnica.

"How can I fall asleep when I hear you getting up in the middle of the night."

Roy, who was wearing pajamas, said with a chuckle.

His deep pupils stared at the girl in front of him. At this moment, Emilia's hair was disheveled, and a few hairs stuck to her delicate face.

However, Emilia's posture was slightly bowed, as if it was the pain in her abdomen, which forced her to make such a posture.

"Does it still hurt?"

Roy walked to Emilia's side, and he had an extra cotton wool coat in his hand, covering Emilia's body.

"Be careful, don't catch a cold, although your body belongs to Shatila, you won't really get sick."

Roy put one hand on the window sill of the balcony, and looked at the bright moon with Emilia.

He still held a cup of tea in his hand. The tea was warm and had a citrus-like aroma.

Emilia was already familiar with that smell, because this citrus-like smell belonged to Echidna, the witch of lust.

"Want a drink?"

Noticing Emilia's gaze, Roy asked her with a smile.

Emilia shook her head quickly.

What Roy held was Dona tea, and she already knew what the so-called Dona tea was, so she didn't dare to drink it.

"My body belongs to my mother... Does my birth mean the death of my mother¨‖?"

Emilia hesitated for a while before asking.

She was kind and pure by nature, and that's why she was terrified, fearing that it was because of her own birth that she took Shatila's life.

She is afraid that she is the culprit who killed her mother.

"Are you worried about this?"

Roy laughed dumbly, "...Don't worry about this kind of problem. The causal relationship is not that your birth caused Satila to encounter danger."

"...It was because Shatila encountered a disaster first that you were born. You are not the one who brought Shatila despair, on the contrary, you are the one who brought her hope."

"The culprit of everything, that ostentatious witch has already been punished, and you don't have to worry about Shatila."

"...she never died, her spirit and spirit are with me."

"Just like all the witches in this castle, they are all dying people."

"... This is what they voluntarily exist in this posture. If they wish, they can reshape their bodies at any time and resurrect them as witches again."

"But the witches chose such a carefree life, Liya, you should bless them."

Roy's tone was soft, he used his words to brush away Emilia's inner worries, and used his gentleness to make her less anxious.

He told Emilia all the facts so that she would not have to live with sin.

"You are without any sin, Liya...you are the purest angel, you should be innocent!"

Roy said so decisively.

At this time, Emilia stroked her abdomen with her hand, her expression softened a lot, then she blinked her amethyst eyes at Roy, and asked mischievously:

"...I am the will that was born on the body of my mother, so if I give birth to a child, will it be my mother's or mine?"

When Roy heard Emilia's words, he pondered for a moment and said, "... Well, this is indeed a difficult question to answer."

"...After all, mortals will not experience the pain of separation of soul and spirit, but no matter whose child it is, it is my child."

"Besides, Liya, you are not ready to be a mother."