Chapter 2668 Supreme Daughter

"Your Majesty doesn't know what 'mercy' is. Most of the cubs born in the first birth don't look like her, and they are unlikely to awaken the mythical blood. These little guys who were eliminated were eventually drowned alive in the triangle lake Li—I handled this matter with my own hands, and I still remember the tragic scene of the cubs drowning screaming, struggling desperately, but being dragged into the bottom of the water by rocks in vain, until they were drowned alive."

Saoirse sighed, a shadow appeared in her eyes.

"Mitra, you haven't witnessed that scene yourself, so you can't understand how seriously that incident has affected my spirit. Since then, I feel sick when I think of having offspring, and I haven't conceived until now. I think I may have been stimulated by a psychological shadow, so I was sterilized."

Joan looked at her sympathetically, poured her another glass of wine, and changed the topic to a topic that would not hurt her scar.

"Lord Saoirse, what happened to the cub that the Supreme left behind to raise, I don't seem to have heard that there is such a little princess in the city of Udinos."

"The word 'nurturing' is ironic when applied to us beholders." Saoirse smiled wryly.

"Mitra, to tell you the truth, I lived in human society for a long time when I was young, when I took human form and made some human friends. As far as I know, human beings and most other All intelligent races have the tradition that mothers are responsible for raising their offspring, but unfortunately our beholders are different."

"Even if the cub is kept, it won't receive any quiet care, it's just thrown aside and left to fend for itself."

"As a mother, I occasionally think of having such a daughter. When I am in a good mood, I will go to see if my daughter is still alive. If she is alive, I will throw some food for her. If she dies, I will not worry. "

"Supreme also adopts this traditional way of raising her eldest daughter. She is indifferent to her only heir, and has never considered how much hidden danger she will bring to the future of the Demon Eye Nest City if she becomes extinct."

"The supreme being can ignore these 'trivial matters', but as her assistant, I can't. So basically I take care of the child, just like her nanny."

Joan nodded and continued to listen to her story.

"I have tried my best, Mitra, I have tried my best..." Saoirse suddenly lost her composure, her body trembled violently uncontrollably, and her eyes became hollow and lifeless.

This is the first time Joan has witnessed the Prime Minister of Udinos showing symptoms of insanity. Perhaps this can prove that no matter how well she pretends and how much she wants to change her nature, she is still a pure-blooded beholder after all. Still can't overcome birth defects.

"I worked hard to raise her, Mitra, you must believe me, I even imitated my human friends, trying to take good care of the baby like a human mother, but it still didn't work, Mitra, I'm sorry, I still screwed up on this..."

"The child died?" Joan asked softly.

Saoirse nodded sadly, tears seemed to glisten in her eyes.

"That is the heir specially selected by the Supreme Being, the one with the best blood among the twelve cubs she gave birth to in one litter..."

Having said that, Saoirse suddenly raised her head and glanced at Joan, her strange gaze made Joan panic inexplicably.

"At least it's one of the best, Mitra. Unfortunately, no matter how hard I try, I still can't take good care of her. She finally left this world..."

"She was still so young, little by little, irreparably colder and stiff... just like her sisters who died at the bottom of the lake..."

"Mitra, can you forgive me? I really tried my best. I definitely didn't kill her on purpose, just like I didn't want to kill you, but I can't...Can you forgive me?"

"Master Saoirse, this is not your fault."

Finding that Saoirse was becoming more and more incoherent, and her expression was almost agitated, it was useless for Joan to persuade her to calm down, so she could only follow her wishes and answer positively.

"I forgive you, Lady Saoirse, I don't blame you."

"Really? Do they think so too?" Saoirse asked nervously.

"Yes, they elected me as a representative, and let me tell you, everyone forgives you, really."

Joan put on a sincere face, poked out his eyes and caressed Saoirse's white body, calming her down.

It is not difficult for her to guess that when Saoirse recalled the past, she was so strongly stimulated that she had hallucinations and mistook Mitra for Ishtar's daughter. Guilty at having been ordered to drown so many beholder pups, she begged her forgiveness incoherently.

In this case, exposing Saoirse's hallucinations will only aggravate her mental symptoms. It is better to act with her and give her some comfort.

Sure enough, after listening to Joan's comfort, Saoirse gradually calmed down and regained her senses.

"Sorry, Mitra, I was a little excited just now, don't take my nonsense to heart."

"As long as you are fine, Lady Saoirse, we have to go back to take care of His Majesty as soon as possible, lest she lose her temper after not seeing you for a long time."

"That's right, let's go."

Saoirse smiled reluctantly, stretched out an eye stalk, entangled Joan's eye stalk like an arm, and then cast a spell, teleporting directly to the gate of the underground manor where she and Ishtar lived together.

The four "eye golems" guarding the door, the main eye emits a blue light cone to illuminate Saoirse and Joan. After verifying their identities, they immediately open the door and invite them to enter.

Qiao An revisited his hometown this time, feeling a little complicated.

The reason why she accepted Saoirse's invitation to be Ishtar's midwife was not only difficult to shirk, but also a subjective factor was that she had a strong curiosity about the beholder's reproductive behavior and wanted to accumulate some relevant knowledge.

Of course, this is not to prepare for his future birth, but to store first-hand information for writing a thesis on the ecology of beholders.

Following Saoirse into Ishtar's bedroom and descending vertically to the bottom of the well, Joan saw Her Majesty the Queen of Udinos suspended on the velvet blanket, staring blankly at the crystal ball on the opposite table.

Saoirse turned her head and winked, signaling Joan to move lightly so as not to disturb the beholder queen who became more and more nervous after entering the due date.

"Your Majesty, I'm back and I brought Mitra as an assistant. For the next two days, we will stay by your side and help you give birth to your second cub smoothly."

There was obviously nothing in the crystal ball, but Ishtar seemed to have seen a breathtaking spectacle. He was reluctant to look away from his main eye, and only parted one eye stalk. He glanced at Joan with a cold gaze.

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