Chapter 663 - Adopted Daughter (2/2)

I didn’t knohether to laugh or cry I recalled how I had abandoned Reyne and Glina, creating hell without their knowledge, and even intentionally kept the, all in order to avoid infor this ry

However, when I looked in the direction Glina’s voice came from, I was shocked to my core

“You, you, you, how is this possible, you?!”

Don’t e into a mature adult woed at all!”

Glina had a familiar childish appearance, familiar short blonde hair, and an equally fa about her was that her eyepatch now had a bear drawn on it

Glina angrily glared at me when she heard my words If I really had to say as different, Glina now seemed far more humanlike compared to the emotionless ice doll she’d been before

Back when Glina was only 12 years old, her sealed demon bloodline had affected her physical appearance, but now that she was in her twenties, she still looked exactly the sa you just what blood you put intothis, then started breaking out into a cold sweat Reyne had abandoned the idea of changing out her bloodline as she started cultivating the path of Chaos, but I had given Glina my own blood to replace the dehtly weaker version of ed in physical appearance one bit over the past eight years, which meant for me that…

“System, tell me the truth! Just how many years will it take this bloodline of e?”

This bloodline was the very essence of Order and Chaos combined, a miracle product that was cole person in the past or present, apart from Glina and myself, would have this bloodline

[I’m sorry, the phone nuain later]

My Syste to be an unavailable cell phone number? I really didn’t knohat to say to this irresponsible Syste Glina still appeared to be, I suddenly felt that even eating the 500 years’ worth additional age of Dusk Fruits I had saved up wouldn’t be enough to help h it was rather fresh to see Glina with an expression of such dissatisfaction, I also felt such a headache about this legal loli

“Even if she can soet married successfully, her husband will probably be viewed by everyone as an extredom…”

No wonder why I had never heard any scandalous ruht years It would sound criminal for there to be any ruured that the retainers of the Sleuweir Kingdo a royal descendant With Glina’s physical body, even if she got married, it would probably be impossible for her to have children for several centuries to come

“Don’t look at y retainers of ht that Dad would also be so ridiculously old-fashi+oned”

Little Glina was pouting with a dissatisfied expression, just like a teenaged girl as dissatisfied with her father’s arrangements Was this a belated rebellious period? When Glina said those words, the silly cat froze in surprise, and even fell off the bed

This was a feudal, eneration People here indeed felt that the most important role for a woman was to have children It wouldn’t be simple for Glina to be able to say what she did out loud

I took a deep breath If she didn’t want to have children, then that was fine with me I owed freedom of choice in that matter to her As her adopted father, I would help her with this h, I felt like it would sound aard Was there so hat I was about to say?

“Relax, as your adopted father, I’ll support you You don’t have to have children if you don’t want to I’ll help you have children! Don’t o talk to the wood spirits as they have biological reproduction techniques that can create descendants without the need forthis, Glina paused in surprise, and the silly cat fell off the bed again even though she had just ju at me with astonished expressions

“What, isn’t this a good idea? We can even artificially create backup liy, as well as create a genetic descendant for you without needing ically possible now!”

“It’s not a y It’s awith your head!”

“Haha, I feel reassured now As expected, you’re still the same Roland as before”

Meanwhile, Glina recovered her senses and covered herbehind that bright sineer in the Northlands, after all

However, I suddenly felt a chill rise up my spine I was quite familiar with this sensation It typically meant that I had mysteriously fallen into yet another pitfall