The Villain Who Robbed the Heroines-Chapter 267: [Side Story] Yuriel Wayne Dayna Louerg - Linnaea borealis (5)

Chapter 267: [Side Story] Yuriel Wayne Dayna Louerg - Linnaea borealis (5)

“Ugh…! Aaaah!”

“My Lady, I know it’s painful, but you must push! The Baby is coming out smoothly, so don’t worry…Here, one more time!”

Yuriel’s breathing was erratic,

Her body was dripped in cold sweat, and despite being given painkillers, she still cried out in pain.

Laura, who was managing the surrounding environment while controlling Isabel - Her past self - Witnessed such a moment with a bit of unfamiliarity.

For her, births were a sin that prolonged the Curse’s existence.

But for most women, it could be called a blessing, the first cry of life.

“…….”

During Yuriel’s pregnancy, the one who spent the most time with her for prenatal care was almost Laura rather than Ferzen.

It was more of an involuntary hold than a voluntary one…

Because of that, she watched most of the process of change in a pregnant woman through Yuriel.

She also had the strange experience of indirectly feeling the sensation of a child, not yet born, kicking the lower abdomen.

On the other hand, Laura hardly approached Carlea.

Because when she awkwardly held that child in her arms for the first time, she got the feeling that she shouldn’t get close if possible.

Soft, squishy skin.

Body temperature that seemed to melt the heart.

The cozy body scent mixed with the unique milky smell of a baby.

It was all lovely, but…

When she saw Ferzen and Euphemia welcoming another happiness through their child, Laura felt an unparalleled jealousy.

No, rather than jealousy, it would be more accurate to call it greed.

Because she, too, could have had Ferzen’s child as much as she wanted.

But that was a desire that was not allowed.

How ridiculous and tragic is it that a woman being born and carrying the child of the man she loves is considered “greed”?

As if history proves it, what draws human desire more intensely than ever before is when something is forbidden.

That’s why Laura refrained from approaching that child after holding Carlea for the first time.

Come to think of it… Would it be okay for me to do this in front of you?

Leaning her head towards Isabel, her past self, Laura gave a bitter smile.

*****

“Ahhhh-!!!”

Gritting her teeth and pushing several times, Yuriel felt the sensation of the baby leaving her body, but…

The pressure inside her womb didn’t vanish, it only decreased a little.

“It, it’s twins!”

The doctor who received the baby and removed the umbilical cord also opened her mouth with a loud voice upon seeing the second baby peeking its head out towards the relaxed cervix.

“Ack! Ahh! Aaaaah──!”

Yuriel pushed as she had been doing, but this time, when the truly incomparable pain surged up, she let out a scream close to a shriek that did not originate from labor pains.

“…!”

And the doctor furrowed his brows fully at Yuriel’s change that was different from when she gave birth to the first child.

She widened his eyes upon seeing a part of the placenta that was trying to come out with the second child, detached.

“Waaah!”

Yuriel’s scream of pain was enough to instantly drown out the resounding voice of the first child who burst into tears after being spanked on the bottom.

“Administer a muscle relaxant──! Quickly!”

The doctor who quickly gave the order to administer a muscle relaxant swallowed her saliva.

If the mother’s physical strength is lacking, she would have to continue the long delivery process with just this, but fortunately, Yuriel’s physical strength was relatively good.

Because the first child came out in a short time.

“Doctor! The bleeding…”

“I know!”

The child was coming out through the gradually narrowed gap, but the bleeding that occurred was getting more severe the more that happened.

Seeing that the first child was safely delivered, means that it’s not a complete placenta previa blocking the cervix.

Probably some part of the placenta likely was detached from the delivery of the first child, creating this situation.

‘With luck, a blood transfusion can prevent her condition from getting critical.’

The estate had pre-selected and had people with matching blood types to Yuriel stay through prior testing, so it wouldn’t take long.

But since time is of the essence, it would be best to first receive a certain amount from the blood relative who can be immediately met upon leaving the room──Corleone.

However, even though she had seen an unexpectedly kind side of him before,

The doctor was still hesitant, as she could hardly imagine someone like him donating his blood.

But her professionalism and the urgency of the situation quickly crushed her hesitation.

Having made her decision, the doctor quickly sent a nurse outside.

*****

“Take it.”

Upon hearing the words of the nurse who came out of the room, Corleone extended his arm without a moment’s hesitation.

“I quit alcohol and tobacco a long time ago. This old, worn-out body of mine won’t die even if you take it to the limit.”

Although it was mentioned during the prior blood test that there might be an unexpected situation requiring a transfusion, the nurse also didn’t know that he, the Old Snake of the Alfred family, would show such active devotion, so she looked at Ferzen with a considerable sense of incongruity.

She did as the requesting doctor said, but she knew that Brutein had some conflict with Alfred.

It was a fact that even she, who hadn’t been with Brutein for long, could easily notice.

That’s why, if he felt uncomfortable, she gave a look suggesting that she would obediently do the transfusion from the pre-selected people of the estate.

“……”

At that, Ferzen scanned Corleone with an indecipherable gaze, then gave a small nod of permission and had the butler call the pre-selected people of the estate.

“…I will begin.”

The nurse skillfully found Corleone’s vein, inserted a considerably thick needle, and then stepped on a pedal to draw out blood like a pump.

When her slender foot went up and down again, vivid blood was drawn out and filled the container.

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“750ml reached. Please let me know if symptoms of anemia appear.”

“I’m fine.”

“…Understood. I will attempt up to 1500ml. If any abnormal symptoms appear during the process, please tell me right away.”

Slowly stepping on the pedal, the nurse carefully observed Corleone.

When it reached 1400ml, upon seeing Corleone’s clearly appearing anemia symptoms, she removed her foot and gently pulled out the needle.

Double the amount that an adult male can handle on average.

At the very least, he must not have blood drawn and must rest for about half a month, and so on.

There were many things she had to say, but given the situation, after finishing re-sterilization, she immediately entered the room.

“Ugh…”

A rather intense dizziness.

Cold sweat flowing down without rest.

Chills fell from the rapidly dropping body temperature.

The abnormal symptoms had come long ago, but Corleone, who had been acting indifferent, finally staggered and sat down on the floor, starting to retch.

However, the vomit did not dirty the floor.

Because Ferzen, who had bent his waist, took off his outer clothing and held it under his mouth.

“Cough, cough…”

He barely had the energy to speak, but Corleone smiled a creepy smile on his pale complexion at the kindness he received from Ferzen for the first time.

“I have already selected many people who were suitable to donate blood. There was no need for this farce.”

Yuriel was in the middle of giving birth to twins, and it was said that the first child was born safely, but the nurse did not utter the “gender” of the first child.

So while Corleone could willingly offer his blood for transfusion, there was no need to go this far.

Perhaps the Old Snake was playing the same game once more.

Like the time he presented the head of Yuriel’s sister to the Emperor,

Just to instill a sense of guilt and make Ferzen feel indebted to him.

“Heh…You know…I wondered about something for a long time…”

“……”

“About the reason why Brutein is so loyal to the Imperial Family…And I concluded that, in the end, this is quite similar to the madness I possess.”

With trembling hands, Corleone grabbed Ferzen’s wrist.

“However, self-sacrifice when accompanied by such a purpose filled madness…Is quite contradictory.”

The goal,

The final destination.

What was the point of all of it, if he wasn’t there to see the results?

Even if offered a fortune, if the price is one’s life, people wouldn’t choose it.

“So, I decided to indulge in the whim of an old man. Because I wanted to experience self-sacrifice towards the destination led by madness…”

But as expected, he couldn’t feel any emotion and still couldn’t understand Brutein.

“They say admiration is the emotion farthest from understanding.”

Because one only looks at and pursues the most ideal aspects of the subject, there’s a duality of not being able to perceive the hidden ugly sides or shortcomings.

However, Alfred is the place that dominates the most filthy shadows of this world.

Having watched the most distorted and twisted human figures, even if they used the rose-tinted glasses of admiration, seeing through the veil it hides is not a difficult task.

Yes.

It should be so, but he couldn’t find such things in Brutein.

The loyalty is passed down through generations.

There was no “forcing” it upon the bloodline by being devoured by the family’s history.

There was no “greed” even with the position of being above all others in sight.

That’s what Corleone discovered through his admiration. The insight capable of seeing through all the ugly things in this world, no matter how beautiful they appear.

…In a sense, Corleone Wayne Barreta Alfred.

Could be said to have the most pure admiration of all.

“The child born from Yuriel will undoubtedly fulfill my ambitions…He will have the insight to observe the ugliest things in the world while being able to embrace and understand the brightest things in the world… If Alfred is the night and Brutein is the day…”

That child will undoubtedly be the dawn that changes the world–shining the brightest in the darkest moment.

When that moment comes, the empire will no longer praise Brutein, but Alfred.

“Heh, hehe…”

The strength in Corleone’s hand, which was fiercely grasping Ferzen’s wrist, loosens.

Thud.

Soon after, Corleone collapses limply and loses consciousness.

“…”

Silently looking down at him, Ferzen stretched out both hands and slowly embraced Corleone’s miserable body.

For an individual, what’s the difference between belief and madness?

As he walked, Ferzen couldn’t help but mutter,

“Crazy Bastard.”