“I thought you’d sleep a bit longer.”
Weier took off the dust-covered clothes she was wearing and hung them on the coat rack to the side.
Weier walked over to Sefalin’s side and secretly glanced at what Sefalin was reading.
How to Be a Good Mother.
“Honey, isn’t it a bit early to be reading this now?”
“Heh heh heh, it’s good to make preparations.”
Sefalin put down the book in her hand, turned back, and lightly kissed Weier on the forehead.
Sefalin took a closer look and saw that Weier’s complexion looked slightly tired.
The fighting in the south was tense—Sefalin knew that very well.
But every time Weier proposed to personally go and wipe out those invaders, she was sternly rejected by Sefalin.
“You wiped out the invading army of the Demon Beast Nation?”
“Mm.”
“Too reckless.”
“They had already entered the territory of the Magitech Nation.”
After Sefalin vetoed this matter before, people had been secretly calling her spineless.
In truth, Sefalin was also very conflicted.
If the Demon King acted personally, it could indeed avoid many sacrifices.
But power always comes with a price.
Why was the Demon King so strong, yet they were still able to defeat the previous Demon King?
This was because after becoming the Demon King, one would receive the blessing of the God Lord—but this blessing also carried quite serious side effects.
The more it was used, the more the Demon King’s sanity would gradually fade, until in the end there would only be an empty shell that knew nothing but slaughter.
Therefore, unless absolutely necessary, the Demon King must never act personally.
This was a tool used by the gods to restrain the mortal world.
The Demon King’s power should serve as the final safeguard for the survival of the kingdom—this was Sefalin’s view.
All power had long since had its stakes secretly marked.
“Those soldiers who fight to protect the kingdom—what do you think they would feel if they saw you casually resolving the enemy?”
“So should we just let them die? I can’t do that. Those knights, those soldiers, they also have families. They are also citizens of the kingdom.”
“Let’s end this topic here. Get some good rest. I’ll go get you some snacks.”
Sefalin brought the discussion to an end.
These matters were not something the Demon King Weier should be considering—otherwise, what would all those ministers be for?
This was all her own fault; she had taken leave without properly considering the overall situation.
Sefalin’s physical condition was very poor, and now that she was pregnant, she dared even less to mistreat herself.
If she died, who would govern this country?
This was a nation Sefalin had built with her own hands—it absolutely could not end like this.
Sefalin came back carrying a plate of cookies and a cup of hot milk.
“Hurry up and eat.”
Weier turned her head away, looking like she was sulking.
“Don’t be angry, okay? I know you were thinking about the kingdom. I shouldn’t have criticized you. Come on, eat.”
“Using the Demon King’s authority is very tiring. Eat a little.”
Sefalin placed the plate to the side, picked up a cookie from it, and fed it to Weier’s mouth.
“Not eating? Then I’ll eat it myself.”
Weier was still sulking, and Sefalin had no solution either.
Clearly already the ruler of a nation, yet still so childlike.
She only hoped that Weier would learn how to be a good Demon King before she died.
Sefalin took small bites, chewing the cookie into pieces before swallowing it.
“I originally thought you’d like them, so I made extra. If you’re not eating, I’ll save them for tomorrow and give them to Ai’er. She should like them.”
Sefalin muttered to herself, feeling aggrieved.
“No! Don’t give them to her! Feed me!”
“Open your mouth, ah—”
“Nom……………… delicious………………”
“Don’t give my things to Lifaliya. They’re mine.”
“Little vinegar jar, focus on eating the cookies. Be careful not to choke.”
“Don’t share your love for me with others, okay.”
The two sat side by side on the sofa.
Weier tightly hugged Sefalin’s waist.
Today she was especially sensitive.
After using the power granted by the gods, every pore and every inch of Weier’s skin had become even more sensitive, and her emotions more fragile.
“I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have sulked.”
“It’s okay, it’s okay. Are the cookies good?”
“Mm. Whatever my wife makes is delicious.”
Sefalin used her finger to wipe the corner of Weier’s mouth, where cookie crumbs still remained, then casually put her finger into her own mouth along with the crumbs.
“Don’t waste them. They took me a lot of effort.”
Sefalin often baked snacks by herself at home.
She really liked eating these little sweets, but buying them every time was too expensive.
So she spent three months of her salary to buy an oven, which was still at her home.
Now that she lived in the bedchamber, she could only borrow the palace’s oven.
Sefalin cleaned up the table, then had the maids take these things away.
“Tomorrow I still have to continue handling matters at the Magitech Academy, so I won’t stay in the palace to accompany you. If Asde has any progress, please ask Weier to have him come see me personally.”
As she spoke, Sefalin put the books on the table back onto the bookshelf.
“Mm.”
Let Sefalin finish this last matter on her hands, and then she would force her to rest.
It was clearly her own requested leave, yet she was now busier than ever.
“Take care of your health. Don’t overwork yourself.”
“Aren’t I resting today? Don’t worry so much.”
“I’ve arranged for the imperial physician to come examine you in a few days.”
Sefalin paused.
If there was anything she feared, a physical examination definitely counted.
Sefalin was born with a resistance to this kind of full-body check.
“Is it really necessary?”
“Otherwise how would we know when the baby can be born? How could my wife ask such a question?”
“It’s nothing, I was just asking.”
Sefalin had not formally seen a doctor for a long time.
If you don’t check, you don’t know; once you check, you get scared.
Better not to check—at least there wouldn’t be mental exhaustion.
Maybe even if she was sick, she could live longer that way.
“The imperial physician… is it Miss Huafu?”
Sefalin asked.
She had not seen the new imperial physician.
The previous one had retired long ago.
This new imperial physician had only been seen by the Demon King and others.
Due to personal reasons, Sefalin had never met the new imperial physician.
Miss Huafu had been a field doctor who accompanied the former rebel army.
Sefalin had encountered her many times, though they could not be considered close.
Still, her medical skills were quite famous.
“Yes, she’s quite a gentle person. I still remember her gentle face back when she was in the army……………… But she’s changed quite a bit now. I hope you won’t be startled.”
“Changed? In what way exactly?”
“Mm…… personality, I guess? She’s become much more weathered. You could say that.”
Weier thought for a moment and finally gave Sefalin that answer.
“Is that so? Then I really want to see her.”
Since she had to see a doctor in the end anyway, it might as well be someone she knew.
“Then I’ll go take a bath.”
Sefalin took off her clothes and walked into the bathroom.