Chapter 311: Little Princess (1/2)

Leonel realized that this birth must be the main event of this world. So, he focused in on the castle.

Leonel was shocked to find that the instant he did, time accelerated around him.

'This is a good thing.' Leonel concluded. 'It must mean I'm on the right track.'

Though time accelerated, Leonel caught everything that occurred. Everything unrelated to the birth was cut out, but Leonel was able to capture everything about the birth itself.

He saw the happiness of the King and Queen. He saw the difficulty of the birth. He saw how Queen Guinevere almost lost her life giving birth to this child. And, he finally saw the child being born…

A beautiful little baby with large black eyes.

Unfortunately, this baby was sickly. She had overly pale skin and a feeble breath. She would often nap for long portions of the day, only letting the world see her large, blinking eyes for a few minutes a day.

Arthur and Guinevere were devastated. As the most powerful pair of mother and father in the land, how could they not pour their everything into the health of their baby girl?

At that time, after exhausting all their options, they turned their attention to the budding religion of the land, led by a Pope who was rumored to be even more talented than King Arthur himself in the Light Element.

”Pope Margrave, please do your best.”

Queen Guinevere held the little baby girl in her arms. By now, the little girl was already two years old, yet her development was severely stunted. Despite already having grown to the age of a toddler, she had yet to be capable of walking on her own and her size alone made it seem as though she was still a newborn.

This left the two new parents completely heartbroken. They didn't understand what they had done wrong.

Even when their little girl had been in the womb, they had traveled far and wide to find treatments to take care of her. Guinevere had been fed the best tonics and given the best medicines for all nine months. They hadn't missed a day of nurturing their child.

Yet, their little girl had come out like this. How could they not be heartbroken?

Pope Margrave looked just as handsome as he always did, but a hint of immaturity marred the momentum of his dignity. He smiled lightly toward the two parents and spoke.

”I am of course willing to do my best. I only hope that the Royal Family will protect The Church. We only hope to spread our beliefs to the people.”

King Arthur's expression slightly hardened.

His Kingdom was just budding. Though religion could help to stabilize the people, it could also serve as an adverse variable. The faith of the common people was a hard thing to overcome. If it was weaponized… the consequences could be imagined.

However, when Arthur looked toward the tear stricken face of his wife and his frail child, his heart wavered.

”You have This King's word.” Arthur spoke resolutely.