The Baby Isn't Yours Chapter 2

Kalia rubbed her chin.  “But … he's a dad, I have to tell Shyman too.”  Shyman was a man  wasn't intoxicated in the lives of aristocracy. As she knew  him best as she grew up with him. The overall atmosphere of the Duke, with the exception of Shyman, was a shame.  There was a cold glass wall that distinguished him to others and that was always with a friendly smile.  Would such a duke allow an illegitimate child, to be his only successor? Would that be  the child of Kalia, who had been fooling around in the corner of the mansion? 

….. To tell  Shyman…  but he had loyalty to God …  No way, Kalia.  ‘The thought whispered in her head , as  Kalia glanced up.  “No. Never.” She didn't know what made her so resistant to not hill him, though she still had a sense of strong rejection to the idea in her mind. Kalia's thoughts lingered as she murmured. His family would also be a problem to not tell Shyman.
She didn't know what Shyman's reaction would be like. Would he like the baby? As she pondered, she shook her head. He was far from wanting a baby. He didn't even like humans themselves .. “Wouldn't Shaman tell me to erase it?”  But surely she could force him to see the joy… 

She didn't mean to get pregnant. A baby should be a blessing. If joy itself was forced and forced on by somebody, surely the baby could not be hated as soon as it was born.  So She did not want to force Shyman, into taking the fathers position, forcing responsibility and duty onto him. She had had enough of the war rewards from the past seven years and now had the power needed to protect herself. Although the future would be unstable, she would swear a full and flawless affection for her child.

Her decision was firm. Yes, she meant, that she wouldn't have to force Shyman to marry her  and be the father.  …..  Marrying Shyman!  It was too strange that she began to tremble.  On the battlefield, the two were comrades, like siblings when they were young, and sometimes as friends who could drink together and talk all night.  That's all…  …  But she said that there would not be no greed and there would be no demands on him.

Its existence itself could not be nice.  That would be enough if you considered his high position and all the responsibilities heavily hung on his shoulders.  ‘Furthermore, the last time Shyman and her met, she thought that they were very early from marriage. So she shed little light on the idea of there being a wedding. She had an inkling that had been in her mind for a long time…  It would become even more impossible to force Shyman to marry her.  For someone with a loved one, they would always be threatened by violence. 

“… well, I don't think I'll telling Shyman any time soon.” Kalia frowned with her hands on her stomach as if she were protecting her unborn child.  If she were told to erase the child from the house, or even make an unpleasant decision …. ‘How much do you think I'm going to have to cut off Shyman?'

Making a plan she ran it through step by step… Kalia, who was worried about how to kill him in earnest, shook her head in anger.  The instinct to protect the child had surpassed her reason. She just thought that he might be forced to erase the child, but in that case she wouldn't know how to live.  That would be the same for Shyman, friend, brother and colleague.  I can't.

“If you leave it this way, will everything be a mess?” She muttered quietly as she touched the red uniform.

Although affection remained in her touch, there was no regret. In the Lohas empire, Kalia Kate is considered a legend.  It was only the beginning of the story that a six-year-old rescued a cow peasant had been kidnapped by the back street gang. 

She had soon passed the official Templars test at the age of 15 with the highest score ever.  Recognized for her master-class skills, 19 years old she was in charge of escorting the prince.  Given the usual figure that allowed her to be recognized as a master, she was a genius. She was such a genius that it was unsure one could come across another who could surpass her for generations.  Kalia, the protagonist of all those tributes, was synonymous with the rumours about herself. 

She habitually grasped and lifted her palm, which was more difficult to see there were no wounds. She thought she was okay, but seemed to be somewhat nervous.  In front of the mirror, she slowly swept into her uniform, which gave her a neat yet strangely gorgeous look.  A few years ago, her uniform, had been made by dear empire wizard Shyman. Kalia closed the buttons on her clothes and with her new look, she looked at the buttons at her fingertips. The buttons had been made of real gold, instead of a golden coloring.  Why did he uselessly make the buttons from gold? Though  how many times did he say that pure gold was easy to store magic?  Kalia, since when was your brain ever just a lump of muscle?  Why can't you remember it like her told you 30 times?

“Ah!  Are you kidding me?” …  “Yes, your being treated as an idiot.” The voice of Shyman rised in a blatant way, Kalia laughed synonymously.  How could she have spent the night with such a guy was still a mystery.  Even with that kid's child in her stomach.  ‘ Kalia laughed intently and scrutinized her clothing in the mirror. 

She tightly tightened her waist, wearing her gorgeous red cloak, and black leather pants which stuck to her legs.  As such, there was always no disturbance. Silence. Kalia dusted off the cloak and looked up at the blue sky outside her window.  It was late afternoon and the sky was so green and peaceful that the perfect word struck her. “Peaceful.” 

Yes, maybe after seven years of war and everything was peaceful now, it was a good time for the name ‘war hero' to disappear. Kalia left the room with a happy smile.   Humming, she only heard the footsteps coming from upstairs and realized who he was,they jumped out quickly. 

Then, too, the master of the mansion, the master of Humming, Callia, was coming down the stairs.  Hurrying down one step at a time it was as sensual as a wild animal. As they stared the into the brown eyes of the girl humming, they stared at as they were full of envy.  “Oh my god!  Did she come out in uniform? The Red Lion Knight General's conquest!  It's already been a year since the war ended.” 

The end of the war was proclaimed and Kalia rarely went out in uniform.  At least once in the last seven months Humming became a normal thing to her.  As a result, because she was humming they had no choice but to look at Kalia, who was wearing a uniform and slowly descending along the circular staircase.  A red flush came over the cheeks as if they were filled with breast milk.  “Crazy, this world is not as good as it looks,” 

Her long limbs stretched out elegantly, and her limbs, which seemed to be skinny, were firmly positioned and showed great charm no matter what clothes she wore.  She was a siren, a sea witch, whose face was a harmonious combination of thin lemon-colored hair, pure white skin and red lips. Could you boast of the solid presence of the soldiers at the same time , there was a luscious atmosphere that made people hungry.  …..  But the coolest  moment was when she held her sword, as the atmosphere would suddenly change.

At that time she was just a warrior.  The sword's trajectory was neat and perfect. She was a Goddess of battle, a beautiful monster created by God.

“If I could look that stunning in my photos, I wouldn't have another wish.” 

Funny, this uniform had been designed by Sigman Terloen, the great wizard and marvelous duke, which made her look so much more beautiful than any dress. 

It was to stand out.  Like any man they knew of the charms and strengths of Kalia, one by one they all thought that the clothes suited her best any day. Her quick humming had already been noticed by Shyman. His heart looked towards Kalia, but Kalia knew nothing.  What made Kalia so fascinating was her charm.  Humming, she was in an extreme mode, as he squirmed inwardly.  To be honest, they dared to intervene between war heroes.

Anyway, it wasn't him, I'm not a respected Kalia, I'm just a Duke of Shyman.  When Kalia finally descended to the floor, she hummed and ran quickly and jogged.

“General, are you going to go out now? I'll get it prepared for you. I'll get ready to go out right away.” 

She thought he was like a sparrow.  Tweet-Tweet Tweet-Slightly noisy but unobtrusive.  Rather it was good to hear as long as she could listen. Kalia looked at him and humming cutely said, sweeping her hair in the light breeze.  “If you want to go, go out alone. I'll stay here.” 

Chapter end