I, the Goblin King: Rise to Dominate the Other World-Chapter 63 – Sword Saint gives birth, Lion King’s wrath

Time flew by, and soon a month had passed.

The events in Bright Town had spread across the nation, not to mention Lin Tian and his group's raids on villages and small towns along the way, which were now widely known.

The news had even reached other empires.

This had thoroughly embarrassed King Lionheart.

Such a large empire being thrown into chaos by a single goblin was indeed disgraceful.

In the largest church in the capital, which also served as the headquarters of the Holy Church of the Lionheart Empire,

the grounds were extensive, with the central church building crafted entirely from white jade, a tall and holy golden cross standing within,

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truly magnificent.

Today was a very special day, and even the recently beleaguered King Lionheart had to come in person.

A middle-aged man clad in bronze-gold armor, draped in a red cape,

hurriedly made his way to the center of the church.

His face was sharply defined, with some stubble and scars, his gaze fierce like that of a lion.

It was intimidating to meet his eyes directly.

The golden, resplendent crown atop his head symbolized one thing.

This nation, forged through a century of war and smoke.

Their King Lionheart, Charles II.

As he approached the church, he found it surrounded by many people.

All were nuns, monks, and holy guards, among others.

Each holding a cross, murmuring prayers, seemingly blessing someone.

Charles II did not interrupt them, waiting until someone finished their prayer before stepping forward to ask, "How is Alice's situation?"

Even as a king, he held great respect for the Church.

The male monk's face was solemn, "She began labor ten minutes ago; she should be delivering soon."

He was referring to the Sword Saintess, Alice Nia.

Since being brought here, she had been recuperating at the Church, but unfortunately, she could not escape the fate of being seeded.

Hearing this, Charles II's teeth nearly ground to dust.

His whole body trembled, fists clenched tightly!

"Gob...lin!"

Charles II spat out each word with hatred, his terrifying aura frightening those around him.

To Alice Nia, Charles II was like a father figure.

He regarded Alice Nia as a daughter.

Now, her child was a goblin, and a forced one at that—who could tolerate such a thing?

Inside the tall white jade church,

a group of nuns and the current Holy Mother were busy.

Beneath the statue of Jesus, on the carpet, lay a pale figure.

It was Alice Nia, groaning in pain, drenched in sweat, her golden hair soaked, "It hurts, why does it hurt so much!"

"Child, this is your first time giving birth, it will certainly hurt, hang in there."

The Holy Mother spoke gently, her eyes full of sympathy for her, almost tearing up.

Though the title Holy Mother suggested an older age, she appeared to be only around thirty.

Dressed in a white robe with golden embroidery, she seemed pure and immaculate, yet her full figure hinted at a touch of wickedness.

Her gentle, beautiful eyes made one want to lie in her arms and sleep peacefully.

The Holy Mother held the highest position over all nuns, second only to the Pope.

Her status was high, earning her respect from countless people.

At this moment, Alice Nia felt she was about to faint from the pain, but at the last second, she felt something come out.

In that instant, she collapsed on the spot, gasping for air.

Not only because it was her first time giving birth, but also because her first time was with Lin Tian.

Without repeated stimulation, it was not spacious enough.

When they saw the sticky, green goblin that was born, the nuns covered their mouths.

They stepped back several paces in fright.

They couldn't believe this was the Sword Saintess's child.

Seeing this, the Holy Mother steeled her heart, intending to take the goblin away.

"Slap!"

Suddenly, a powerful force gripped her wrist, the previously exhausted Sword Saintess grabbed her hand,

and said coldly, "Don't touch him..."

The Holy Mother was not frightened by the goblin, but by the current Sword Saintess, feeling the murderous intent in her eyes!

She quickly retreated wisely.

The little goblin chirped, unable to speak, but after a while, it managed to utter the sound "mama."

It then began to crawl laboriously toward the Sword Saintess's chest.

Alice Nia slowly sat up, staring at the small, fist-sized creature she had given birth to, momentarily dazed.

The goblin infant, with its mouth full of sharp teeth, locked onto its target and began to suckle.

However, Alice Nia, breastfeeding for the first time, felt a sharp pain and quickly backed away, looking panicked, asking, "What is he doing?"

"This little one seems hungry, to think it can speak right after being born, and knows where to find milk..."

The Holy Mother said, her face full of fear.

Such a creature was truly against nature.

Hearing this, Alice Nia cautiously cradled the child in her hands, shyly placing it at her chest.

Watching this strange, never-before-experienced scene, she was stunned for a long time.

Suddenly, she chuckled foolishly, "Look at this little guy, he's really hungry..."

Seeing this, the nuns didn't know what to do, feeling inexplicably sympathetic and pitiful.

The Holy Mother took out a robe and draped it over Alice.

Then she walked outside.

Seeing her emerge, Charles II quickly approached and asked, "How is she? Is she alright?"

"Your Majesty, she has given birth safely, but... you should see for yourself."

The Holy Mother didn't know how to explain.

Originally, she intended to take the goblin infant away while the Sword Saintess was weak, to have it dealt with by others.

Unexpectedly, she still had strength.

Charles II rushed inside, and when his concerned gaze fell upon the scene of the Sword Saintess breastfeeding,

he seemed struck by lightning.

He stood there, stunned, unable to recover for a long time.

Various emotions flickered in his eyes, and he forced himself to speak calmly, "Alice, may I see your... child?"

"Your Majesty... he's still nursing, you can just look."

Alice Nia didn't look at King Lionheart, her gaze fixed on the goblin.

Seeing her like this, Charles II felt on the brink of collapse!

The Sword Saintess, the holy sword protecting the kingdom, had given birth to a goblin, and even treated it as her beloved child!

He had imagined several possibilities.

First, that after giving birth, Alice would decisively kill it.

Second, that she would choose to avoid it, letting someone take the goblin infant away.

Third, that she would be terrified and helpless.

But he never imagined she would treat the goblin as her child.

Finally, Charles II could no longer bear it, his face darkened. "Give me that goblin infant... this is the king's order!"