evident in his voice. Austin, on the other hand, had his mind working overtime trying to comprehend, "What are these mortals talking about? Swordsmanship? Alchemy? I can make divine pills by folding herbs into my palms, I can cut gods with my intent, and why was I born? Didn't I die?"
The Midwife, Marella, finally interjected, " He didn't cry, usually in rare cases, that I haven't experienced, babies born magically gifted, often subconsciously absorb mana in the womb and when born from non-cultivators, mothers die, and they often have a semblance of self-awareness, I'm really surprised and he also seems to have significantly more mana than a newborn gifted baby".
The parents' expressions turned solemn, and the mother finally broke the ice," So that's why I have been craving vitality pills so much. I had to sell less than half. I guess he will become an Alchemist then ". As she laughed off the solemn warning of the midwife, "Since he's gifted, I will teach him swordsmanship". Elena glared at her husband, but he didn't look at her," Okay, he will become both a swordsman and an alchemist then." He finally gave in, and she looked at the midwife, "So do we pay the usual?" "No need, I know that it's really hard for both of you, especially with the ongoing issues, just some vitality pills is enough".
After everything was done, the couple took a carriage outside the city and got off and walked the rest of the way to a small town in the city, slept in an inn, and the next day finally went home. When they arrived, two children, a boy nine years old, identical to the father, and the girl identical to the mother, only flowing black silky hair differentiating their beautiful sculpted faces, waited eagerly and jumped at them the moment they opened the door.
"This little brother is handsome, but has mama's hair," The girl exclaimed, as if jealous of her little brother's hair. "He looks prettier than you, Mira," her brother teased her as she pouted."Now, now, let's all celebrate, and you two will teach him alchemy, and I will teach him swordsmanship." The Father, finally losing his patience, spoke as if scolding the two siblings.