Help! I'm in Another World and the Dragon Man Want Me To Get Pregnant!
Chapter 90: Side Story: Kaelion Chernoborg Jorbahamut (Part 1)

Chapter 90: Side Story: Kaelion Chernoborg Jorbahamut (Part 1)

Kaelion’s parents were ridiculously affectionate.

They had been married since the time of his birth, meaning thirteen years had already passed, yet their love showed no signs of cooling.

His younger siblings had also been born.

Thanks to his mother’s unique skill, his childbirth happened in the blink of an eye.

Dragon Man were known for their difficulty in bearing children, yet his mother continued to increase their numbers with ease.

His grandparents were absolutely delighted by this.

But what surprised Kaelion the most was that his mother’s skill had been partially inherited by her children—including him.

Alongside his father’s skills as a swordsman, Kaelion had also inherited his mother’s God of Pregnancy and Fertility’s Blessing skill at level 50.

Would that mean he’d be the one giving birth in the future?

With that thought in mind, he made a point to assist with his mother’s deliveries whenever possible.

If he ever met someone he wanted to have children with, he didn’t want to be caught off guard.

"Kaelion has become so mature."

His mother’s gentle smile was so breathtaking.

His belly had grown slightly, another sign of the life developing within him.

Once his parents learned that their children had inherited his skill, they had abandoned all hesitation about having more.

They had always been overflowing with love, and they simply directed that excess into their growing family.

Their youngest daughter had just turned five this year.

Given his mother’s skill, this was actually a rather relaxed pace.

"You really are starting to resemble Ignatius," his mother mused.

"I’m still far from being as great a man as Father," Kaelion admitted, a little embarrassed.

His mother simply chuckled and ruffled his hair. "It’ll happen before you know it."

The gesture filled him with both happiness and a strange frustration.

He was still slightly taller than him, but not for much longer.

He was in a growth spurt, shooting up rapidly.

One day, he would surpass his height—he was looking forward to that moment.

Kaelion studied hard, but more than anything, he devoted himself to training in swordsmanship and magic to follow in his father’s footsteps.

His father would always be his greatest role model.

As an adventurer, he had traveled the world and accumulated vast knowledge.

At ten years old, Kaelion had left the country for the first time, embarking on a month-long adventure.

For some reason, his mother had come alongside my with father as well.

The reason he given was "Xinghu’s cooking is simply too good to go without."

Kaelion had thought he could just have him pack meals into a magic bag, but he hadn’t voiced that thought.

In truth, his father likely couldn’t bear to be away fromhis mother for even a moment.

That excuse about food was just a cover.

Regardless, it had been an incredible experience.

Since he often helped care for his younger siblings, his mother had been able to relax and enjoy himself.

And, as always, his cooking was delicious.

During the trip, Kaelion had joined his father in hunting monsters and practicing survival skills like camping outdoors.

At night, they would gaze up at the stars, lying in the grass as his parents shared their travel stories and recounted how they first met.

Kaelion’s mother was from another world, but he always said he was lucky to have met his father first.

If he hadn’t, who knew what might have happened to him?

But Kaelion thought differently.

His mother would have been loved no matter where he went.

It had nothing to do with skills or abilities—he was simply kind, warm, and lovable.

Despite being his mother, there were times when he couldn’t help but think he was adorable.

He had a way of making those around him feel at ease, like the soft glow of sunlight filtering through the trees.

No one could possibly dislike him.

If Kaelion were to be with someone in the future, he wanted them to be like his mother.

Whenever he thought that, his father would chuckle and say jokingly, "Xinghui is mine, if you dare to coveted him I’ll beat you, you know."

Kaelion was sure it was his father’s way of playfully keeping him in check.

But he wasn’t some depraved fool who would ever think of his mother in that way.

What exactly are you worried about, dad?

Speaking of fools, perhaps Lord Augustine fit the description best.

Kaelion was still close with Augustine’s son, Evander Verdaniel Sylvanara, who was two years older than him.

The two of them had grown up like brothers.

Evander had younger siblings of his own, and Kaelion adored them just as much as his own.

Evander’s mother, Sir Nikolai, was especially close to Kaelion’s mother.

They were both fond of sweets, and Sir Nikolai always looked forward to the pastries his mother made.

At least once a week, they met up to catch up and discussing about parenting.

Despite once being a soldier—and still very much one at heart—Sir Nikolai was someone Kaelion admired in a different way.

He had an impressive ability to keep Lord Augustine wrapped around his finger.

That man was a sharp strategist, even serving as the commander of the Green Dragon Army, yet he had him completely under his control.

Sir Nikolai would always say, "It’s just a matter of practice and knowing the tricks."

He was undeniably cool.

"The baby should be arriving soon."

His mother’s belly grew noticeably larger by the day.

The baby would likely be born in another three or four days.

He lovingly cradled his stomach, his expression serene and full of maternal warmth.

Just seeing his smile filled Kaelion with a deep sense of comfort.

"That’s right. And Kaelion has been such a big help—sorry for making you do so much."

"That’s not true! I really haven’t done that much..."

"No, you have. Playing with them, helping put them to sleep—it really helps a lot."

His mother’s gentle smile as he spoke made Kaelion feel a little embarrassed.