Die, princess, the devil is mine!

No! Aren't you going to the Elf Kingdom to pick up your elf wife?
How come he didn't pick up his wife, but instead got the Elf Queen pregnant on the way?

And that's your wife's sister! How could you do that?!

Oh, you're the infamous lecher Lynn, oh well, never mind...

Siflin muttered to herself for a long time, but in the end, she didn't say anything. After all, even though she was the Holy Maiden of Light and the best healer in the Miracle World, she would still feel pain when she was hit.

"So you should be free, right? You can take this job, right?"

Seeing that Siflin remained silent for a long time, Lynn had no choice but to urge her on.

"Ah? Yes, yes, we can take it! Our world of miracles has a successor! This is a big deal! I'll head to the Elf Kingdom tomorrow."

After regaining her senses, Siflin immediately patted her chest to indicate that she had accepted the task. However, she seemed to have forgotten that she was still naked, so the action of patting her chest was made to sway unsteadily.

Lynn stood there passively observing the famous kilns of Henan, and to be honest, they did have some interesting facts.

"I think things are quite urgent. You should set off now. As long as you don't stop along the way, you might be able to prepare a nutritious breakfast for Shia and Sylvie in time."

Lynn rushed over to find Siflin in such a hurry, he must be really anxious. He couldn't wait all night. If teleportation didn't take time, he would have wished Siflin could teleport to the Elf Kingdom in an instant.

"Then you have to wait until I finish my shower, right?"

Siflinn wasn't as shy as most girls, but that didn't mean she could let Lynn look at her without limit. She had misunderstood him earlier, thinking he intended to take her as a concubine, which was why she didn't mind him looking at her. But now she was just working at his house, and the poor working girl couldn't let her employer take advantage of her for free.

"I know firsthand how slow girls take to shower, so don't bother, I'll shower for you."

As he spoke, Lynn rolled up his sleeves and walked to Siflin's bathtub, pretending to give Siflin a bath.

"No, no, no, ten minutes! I promise I'll be done in ten minutes!"

Seeing this, Siflin dared not let Lynn wash her. She was so frightened that she waved her hands repeatedly. A bath is a cleansing, not just washing your hands. After a whole process, she would be touched from head to toe, inside and out.

"Then I'll wait outside the door. If you're not done washing in ten minutes, I'll come in and help you wash."

Lynn only dared to bathe the husky because of her experience working at a pet store, but it would be better if she could finish it herself in ten minutes. After all, the time for bathing a pet depends on its size. Even an experienced person would not be able to finish bathing a husky like Siflin, who weighs over 100 pounds, in ten minutes.

After Lynn obediently left her room, Siflin quickly sat down and started a quick wash. Because she was worried that she wouldn't have enough time to finish, she also used the divine light magic, Immaculate Light. After all that work, she finally emerged clean and smelling wonderful in seven or eight minutes.

Time was of the essence, and she didn't even have time to choose clothes, so she just threw on an ordinary nun's habit.

Almost the instant she finished getting ready, Lynn pushed the door open and came in again. Seeing her dressed neatly, Sifline vaguely saw a hint of disappointment in his eyes.

What's there to be disappointed about? Did you really want to help me take a bath, or do you have ulterior motives towards this saintly maiden?
Hmm, it doesn't seem like the divine messenger's desire for the saintess is unreasonable, it's just that he's not very proper.

"Let's set off once we're ready. If you can't manage on your own, find a few more skilled female priests... or better yet, find several more, since there's no telling if there will be a few more pregnant women while Shia and Sylvie are pregnant..."

Lynn watched Siflin talk to herself, and Siflin couldn't help but roll her eyes. In the Elven race, a pregnancy lasts for three years. If you are careful enough during this period, the eldest son or daughter can be replaced, let alone several pregnant women.

Given the current size and future prospects of your harem, a few female priests forming a work group wouldn't be enough. You'd need at least 108 to form a whole group.

However, selecting this medical team might be a bit of a challenge, because not only do they need to be highly skilled, but they also need to be not too pretty. Otherwise, given Lynn's personality, there might gradually be fewer and fewer female doctors who can take care of patients, while the number of pregnant women who need care will increase...

"Then why don't you go and talk to my old man? If he wants to transfer me, the Holy Maiden of Light, abroad and requisition so many clergy, he should at least tell His Holiness the Pope, right?"

While searching her mind for a suitable candidate, Siflin urged Lynn to hurry up and submit a verbal application.

He is the esteemed messenger of the Light God. He can access the resources of the Holy Light Church with just a word. But he should at least give his word. It wouldn't be right for him to abduct a large group of clergy members, including the saintess and priests, for his own use without a word.

"Then I'll make a trip right now. You go and select a few capable female doctors. I'll be on my way as soon as I get back."

After finishing his sentence, Lynn immediately turned and left, making the most of every minute.

They even picked a few capable female doctors. If they're capable, what a mess! Can I manage to take care of them all by myself?

Let's pick a group of people who can't do the job. It's so late at night and time is so tight. We can't gather 108 people in a short time. Let's try to get 20 or 30 people to go first, and then we can carefully come up with a list and ask the Vatican to send people over.

Thinking of this, Siflinn also went to summon her direct subordinates that very night.

It's just that Lynn was rushing here in a hurry, so he didn't cause any big commotion. Otherwise, if news of his intrusion into the saintess's room at night had spread, the rumors would have been unstoppable, and the story of Lynn, the divine messenger, tasting the saintess on behalf of the god would have been confirmed beyond doubt.

About fifteen minutes later, Lynn returned from Aklie. His trip went smoothly, and Aklie unconditionally fulfilled his request. Although Lynn was using public personnel to do private work for him, given Lynn's contributions to the world of miracles, it wouldn't be too much to ask for more than just a group of medical staff. Even turning the Legion of Light into a guard to protect his home wouldn't be excessive.

Meanwhile, things were going smoothly on Siflin's side. Since war was likely to break out soon, the medical clerks who could serve as military doctors had been gathered early on, and Siflin had selected the first batch of personnel in no time.

When the two met at the foot of Mount Light, Lynn took out a large number of light-related divine artifacts from his collection as payment to Siflin. These items were of high quality and the female priests probably wouldn't need them, but Siflin, having received the benefit, still had to calculate their value and pay her subordinates a high salary.

Siflin had initially thought she'd be working for Lynn for free, and might even have to give him her body, but she was surprised to find herself receiving a surprisingly generous reward. She beamed with joy, her face glowing like a flower. "Don't worry, boss, I guarantee your baby will be healthy and chubby, and your wife will be slim and beautiful!"

Siflin accepted the bribe with a smile, gave Lynn a proper salute, and then led a group of capable subordinates to the teleportation array.

They will be traveling day and night to the Elf Kingdom, and if nothing unexpected happens, they will probably have to stay there for at least three years. They will definitely miss the upcoming war on the continent of Gods' Protection, but it's not a big problem. The number that Boss Siflin secretly gave them is still very satisfactory.

The monthly salary is... wait! It's just a monthly salary, right? Could it be an annual salary... wait a minute! Could it be three years' worth of total salary?!
Thinking about Siflin's character, what despicable things wouldn't she do? There might really be something fishy going on here!
So the group of people disappeared noisily at the end of the street in the distance, while Lynn turned around and went back to his temporary residence in the Church of Light.

Natasha waited obediently for him in the room. When she saw that Lynn had finally finished his business and returned to rest, Natasha, who had secretly put on a delicate and heavy makeup, immediately ran over to help Lynn take off his clothes.

They were in such a rush that they didn't even have time to chew their dry rations, let alone have a hot meal. But Natasha didn't care about being hungry at all, because she was about to be force-fed... until she was full.

Lynn took off his coat and looked at Natasha's beautiful, flushed face. He knew exactly what she was up to.

She knew perfectly well that she was already beautiful enough, but she still put on makeup to make herself even more alluring, even if it was just to attract more attention.

"Lord Lynn, Natasha also wants to lay eggs..."

With her exquisite makeup and charming face, Natasha gently rubbed against Lynn. She had taken the initiative to make love before, but never with such urgency as this time, because Lynn's wife had already started it.

She wouldn't be in such a hurry if Shia and the Elf Queen didn't get pregnant, but since her sisters already had babies, she couldn't fall too far behind.

There's no way around it. Elf pregnancies only take three years, but dragon pregnancies take a full ten years. After laying the egg, it takes another year to incubate it. In total, it takes eleven years from pregnancy to holding the baby. It's fine when no one starts, but once someone does, even if she catches up immediately, she'll fall far behind. The dragon body is truly an inconvenient thing!
"This egg isn't something you can just lay on demand. All I can say is that I'll do my best, without holding back, and share everything I know. As for the outcome, you can only pray for the blessing of nature and the goddess of life."

Seeing Natasha's pitiful state as she begged for a child, Lynn could only say that he would do his best to fulfill his duty. He wasn't a miracle worker who could grant children, and he really couldn't guarantee that every shot would hit its mark.

Previously, Shia and Sylvie both became pregnant because they were messengers of the goddess of nature and life. With such a background and support, it was only natural for them to become pregnant at will. The Dragon God, on the other hand, obviously did not have this ability.

Moreover, the difficulty of conceiving among dragons is no joke. He and Natasha hadn't used any protection before, and she almost always suffered a lot of pain, which is why she still couldn't get pregnant.

"Then do it a few more times. If five times in one night isn't enough, try seven. If seven times isn't enough, try ten. If ten times isn't enough, then do it the next night."

Natasha was clearly obsessed, not considering whether her body could handle it, only pursuing that slight possibility of getting pregnant.

In other words, her race makes it difficult for her to get pregnant, so she can win by quantity. If it takes fifty times for a human to get pregnant, then she can do it five thousand times. A dragon can't be unlucky forever, right?

"You'll get dehydrated if you keep doing this..."

This wasn't the first time Lynn had been intimate with Natasha; he had a certain understanding of Natasha's physique—a girl as voluptuous and juicy as her…

Well, it's not that simple. She was overthinking it.

"But……"

"What's with the 'buts'? ​​Are you anxious because you see that Shia and the others are pregnant, or do you genuinely want a child of your own? You need to think this through, otherwise, once you finally get pregnant after all your efforts, don't let your emotions about not being able to be intimate during pregnancy affect the baby in your belly."

Lynn reached out and sealed Natasha's fiery red lips, which were about to speak, and then spoke to her very seriously.

"Can't...be intimate?"

Natasha was stunned upon hearing this. Oh right, it's not very convenient to be intimate during pregnancy. Although dragons have a strong constitution, and some dragons don't even care about this or that, Lord Lynn's child is so precious, we can't afford to have any mistakes...

If she were a human, it would be fine; it's just ten months, she could endure it. But she's a dragon...

Eleven years... Holy crap!
For other pregnant female dragons, a ten-year pregnancy is nothing more than a long, deep sleep, since dragons have long lifespans anyway. But following Lord Lynn, it feels like the world is changing every day, and after a little more time, it changes drastically. She can't imagine what she will face when she wakes up after a ten-year sleep.

More importantly, judging from the natural growth rate of the women around Lord Lynn, if she dares to sleep for ten years, will Lord Lynn still recognize who she is?
No! This egg can't be laid in a hurry! At least not before Lord Lynn gets tired of her!
Otherwise, not being able to be affectionate for such a long time would only be a test of her willpower, but the quota that was taken away during this period could not be made up for.

Anyway, she'll get pregnant tonight, and by the time the baby hatches, it'll probably be one of Lord Lynn's dozens or even hundreds of children. There's no way she can get a head start if she's in a hurry, it's a complete loss!

She was so anxious that she was thinking about things without considering the bigger picture, and she didn't even figure out which aspect was more important, which almost ruined her own life.

"Then...then it can't lay eggs yet!"

After much deliberation, Natasha finally made her decision.

"You can decide for yourself. If you're not going to lay eggs, then... huh?"

Lynn was just about to have a little intimate time with Natasha before going to sleep, but before he could even push the beautifully dressed Natasha down, Natasha, who had just decided not to lay eggs, mounted him instead.

"Don't rush to lay the eggs, but at least ten times is necessary. If all else fails, find another mouth and return home laden with eggs..."

As she spoke, Natasha licked her alluring red lips.

(End of this chapter)