Transmigrating into the only holy female in the interstellar world, the orcs who have no descendants

Rosie gently rubbed her swollen belly, frowning at the subtle discomfort. Sunlight slanted in through the gaps in the curtains, casting a warm yellow spot on the bed.

Three months of pregnancy had already caused her abdomen to swell slightly, but for the Saint, this period of pregnancy was much easier than for ordinary females. This morning's nausea had come suddenly and passed quickly, and now only a slight discomfort remained.

"Sister, drink some water."

Ivan's voice was soft, as if he was afraid to disturb her rest. He handed her a cup of steaming warm water, his brows slightly furrowed, and worry was obvious in his eyes.

Rosie took the cup, her fingertips accidentally touching the back of Ivan's hand. At that moment, she felt a faint stream of wood energy quietly flowing into her body along the contact point, like a spring breeze, easing her discomfort.

"Thank you."

She sipped the drink, closed her eyes, and savored the moment's comfort. At the same time, her mental power unconsciously extended outward, sensing the movements of the entire house.

Outside the bedroom door, Damon was pacing back and forth anxiously, his heels making slight noises against the floor; in the kitchen, Ling Yuan was preparing a nutritious meal with light movements, the sounds of pots and pans colliding were almost deliberately suppressed; in the living room, the little guy Caesar was lying on the sofa, staring at the direction of the bedroom without blinking, and making small whimpers from time to time.

Ivan sat down on the bed and gently combed Rosie's hair with his fingers. He moved very gently, as if he were handling some precious treasure.

"how do you feel today?"

"Very well, I just felt a little uncomfortable this morning." Luo Xi responded with a smile, "This is the good thing about the Saint Female's constitution. Pregnancy won't be too uncomfortable."

In fact, this pregnancy reaction was more obvious than the previous ones, but she didn't want Ivan to worry too much. Ivan leaned over and placed a light kiss on her forehead, his lips warm and dry.

"I'll go get you lunch, what do you want to eat?"

Luo Xi shook her head: "Whatever, as long as it's not too greasy."

Ivan nodded, stood up, and left. His back looked particularly tall in the sunlight, with broad shoulders and a narrow waist, and a clear outline. As soon as the door closed, Rosie breathed a sigh of relief. She knew that Ivan could sense her hidden discomfort, but he chose not to expose it.

The door was pushed open with a bang, and Damon rushed in, holding a small medical device in his hand, his expression so nervous that it was a little funny.

"It's my turn." Damon grinned, revealing his pointed fangs. "Ivan can only cook, but I'm the only one who can really help you relieve your discomfort."

Rosie shook her head helplessly, sitting up and leaning against the headboard. Damon's nervous look made her laugh. "I'm really fine, you're just too nervous. Pregnancy is easy for a Saint Female. Look at me giving birth to Fan Zuo, Fan You, and Ling Xing. Wasn't it smooth sailing?"

Damon muttered as he walked to the bed, his brows furrowed like an old man. "Sister is always like this. She's trying to be strong even when she's clearly not feeling well."

He sat on the edge of the bed, his palms skillfully covering Luo Xi's abdomen. The lightning energy danced at his fingertips, forming a weak electric current that stimulated her muscle tissue. It felt like millions of tiny bubbles exploding inside her body, tingling and comfortable.

"You know what I'm talking about." Rosie closed her eyes, enjoying the comfort brought by the electric current therapy. "You two have been competing secretly."

Damon paused for a moment, then continued his treatment. "Who told him to always steal my work?" He adjusted the intensity of the current, his expression unusually focused. "But don't worry, sister. This time the baby will definitely be mine."

"How do you know?" Rosie opened her eyes and looked at Damon's confident look curiously.

"Intuition." A sly glint flashed in Damon's eyes, and he lowered his voice, as if sharing a secret. "I can sense that this little fellow has my lightning ability within him. Every time I get close, he becomes particularly active."

Rosie chuckled. "Ivan said the same thing. He said he felt a blood connection."

Damon curled his lips and scoffed, "He's dreaming."

Rosie watched Damon's profile as he focused on the treatment. Beneath his flaxen hair, his eyes gleamed with a certain persistence. She suddenly realized that while the twins looked similar, their personalities were completely different. Damon was like a blazing fire, while Ivan was like a still pool of water. These two completely different personalities brought her the same warmth and security.

The fetus in her belly suddenly moved slightly, and Rosie was slightly startled. Damon seemed to feel it too. He raised his head and looked at Rosie in surprise: "Sister, the baby moved?"

"Yeah, she moved a little bit." Luo Xi couldn't help laughing. "This child is really lively."

Damon's eyes lit up, and he said proudly, "See! I told you it's my child. Ivan is so docile, if it's really his cub, why would it move so early?"

Rosie shook her head gently, not refutating him. No matter whose child it was, she would love it equally. Seeing Damon's expectant expression, a soft ripple of emotion welled up in her heart.

There were footsteps outside the door, and Ivan came in with a bowl of steaming soup. His eyes fell on Damon's hand on Rosie's abdomen. His eyes lingered on the hand for a moment, as if calculating how long it had stayed there.

"The soup is ready." Ivan said calmly, but he unconsciously tightened the bowl in his hand.

Rosie didn't need any mental power to sense the subtle shifts in the air. Perhaps due to their youthful vigor, the twins never understood the importance of subtlety; their competition for her was always naked and direct.

They were the only two herbivorous beastmen among her companions...

Damon raised an eyebrow, a smug smile playing on his lips. He deliberately kept his hand on Rosie's abdomen for a few more seconds, gently drawing circles with his fingertips, feeling the tiny pulse of life, before slowly withdrawing his hand. "Just in time, I'm hungry too."

"The baby just moved," Rosie said to Ivan, trying to diffuse the simmering tension between the twins. "Very energetic."

Ivan's expression changed instantly, surprise flashing in his eyes, and the corners of his mouth relaxed. He practically trotted over to the bed, but his movements became extremely cautious as he approached. He gently sat on the edge of the bed, his palm resting on Rosie's abdomen, the warmth from his fingertips making Rosie feel a hint of warmth.

"Really? Can it move so early?" Ivan's voice trembled, as if he was touching a rare treasure.

"Yeah, I was surprised too." Rosie took the bowl of soup from Ivan. The rising steam formed a thin mist on her face, and the aroma penetrated her nose, awakening the appetite that had been suppressed by nausea. She took a sip, and the warm liquid slid down her throat, bringing a long-lost sense of comfort.

"I told you this kid inherited my genes." Damon leaned against the window, the sunlight casting golden spots on his angular face. He raised his voice deliberately, "The Nine-Colored Deer clan's lightning bloodline is the strongest and most energetic. Judging by his movements, he's definitely a warrior."

Ivan shook his head, his palm still resting quietly on Luo Xi's abdomen, as if waiting for that moment to come again. "The dual-element bloodline of wood and water is the purest Nine-Colored Deer inheritance. Such stable energy fluctuations are clearly the characteristics of the auxiliary system."

"You're dreaming." Damon snorted, walking to the other side of the bed and sitting down. The mattress sagged slightly under his weight. "Want to make a bet? The loser cooks for three months."

"Deal." A rare sharpness flashed in Ivan's eyes, and the decisiveness hidden under his gentle appearance was fully revealed at this moment.

Luo Xi sipped her soup and quietly observed the two brothers' quarrel, her mind surprisingly calm. She casually called out the Star Brain, turned on the screen, and selected a prenatal education program, as if the two young men arguing over her had nothing to do with her.

"This is the latest prenatal education music. It is said to promote the brain development of cubs." Luo Xi said softly, tapping her fingers on the light screen.

Just then, Ling Yuan pushed the door open and walked in. He was dressed in a white home suit, which made his white hair look even more saintly. He glanced at the situation in the room, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly.

"What are you two arguing about?" Ling Yuan walked over to Luo Xi and poured her a cup of hot tea.

Damon snorted and leaned against the wall with his arms crossed. "Nothing much. Just discussing who would be the better person to accompany Sissi to buy ingredients for tomorrow."

Ivan smiled: "Brother Lingyuan, you're here just in time. Do you think it's time for Xixi to rest?"

Rosie checked her watch: "It's only three in the afternoon. I'm not that fragile."

Ling Yuan sat down beside Luo Xi, his fingers gently stroking her slightly bulging belly, his spiritual power quietly probing in. Luo Xi felt a warm touch flowing through her body, it was Ling Yuan's spiritual power checking the condition of the fetus.

"All three fawns are healthy." Ling Yuan confirmed, but a barely perceptible worry flashed across his brows.

Rosie keenly caught the fleeting expression: "What's wrong? Is there a problem?"

Ling Yuan hesitated for a moment, but finally decided to tell the truth: "I feel that their vitality is extremely strong, much stronger than that of ordinary cubs."

"Isn't this a good thing?" Ivan asked as he came closer.

Ling Yuan shook his head: "Normally it's a good thing, but for my mother..."