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Chapter 78 My Son, Alexander (read more)

Outside the delivery room, Otto paced nervously and waited.

He had done everything he could except go and deliver Sophie himself.

Now, everything can only be left to God.

Even in the previous life, when medical conditions were so advanced, giving birth was still risky. This has a lot to do with one's personal constitution.

No matter it is God, gods, prophets, God, or the blessings of Buddha and Bodhisattva, no matter who it is, as long as they can ensure that Sophie and the child are safe and sound, I, Otto, will be very grateful in the future.

As the sound of a child crying came, Otto was shaken and looked in the direction of the delivery room.

After a while, Otto got the report.

"Congratulations, Lord Earl, you are a young master!"

At the same time, a familiar system prompt sounded in Otto's ears.

"Congratulations on having your own family heir, the inheritance system has been started."

Otto didn't bother to pay attention to the system at the moment, he only had his wife and children in his mind.

"Where is the madam? How is the madam?"

After getting the answer that it was okay, Otto breathed a sigh of relief.

Now, he also has his own home.

Newborn babies are really ugly. Otto only found out after holding his son in his arms. He looked just like a large mouse, with no trace of his father's handsomeness at all.

After leaving the child to the care of the servants and visiting his sleeping wife, Otto returned to the room and silently turned on the system.

In the family column, a portrait of a child indeed appeared. Otto quickly looked at it and found it familiar, and his eyes suddenly lit up.

Although the child's current attributes are familiar???, Otto can see the traits. He did not expect that his first child actually had three positive traits.

[Overwhelming the Country], [Sharp], [Strong].

Needless to say, it goes without saying that he has inherited the current Sophie, and how could Otto not be familiar with these two qualities of being sensitive and strong.

Sure enough, after checking the two traits of agility and strength, Otto determined that there was nothing wrong.

Sensitivity means that children are smarter than ordinary people, can detect small changes in things better, and have stronger learning ability.

As for fitness, it goes without saying that in addition to physical strength and health, it also adds a lot of military capabilities.

It seems that his son is the real genius. It's a pity that being sharp is not a genius, otherwise, it would be even more perfect.

Compared with his son, well... After Otto once again confirmed that he had no talent in his attribute column, he felt that he was just a waste.

Could it be that in the future, I can live a life where my son can lead me to win?

Otto has never forgotten that his first thought when he traveled to this world was to enjoy life. Now that he is so tired, he has indeed deviated from his original vision.

But there is nothing that can be done. After all, in this era, the nobles are not safe. If they don't work hard, there will be no happy life with a wife and children.

Once you raise your son, you can enjoy your life.

Otto glanced at the upgrade progress of Eagle Castle. It was only a little bit away from level 4. It must be upgraded soon. As for the newly opened inheritance system, Otto felt a little mixed after reading it.

This thing is of no use now, but it gave Otto some conjectures about the world and the system.

After logging out of the system, Otto felt a sense of fatigue coming over him, and slowly closed his eyes. Although he was not giving birth, he was exhausted from being worried all day long.

"Otto, what are you going to name our son?" Sophie hugged the child and leaned against the bed, her whole body filled with the glory of motherhood.

"Alexander, this is a good name for a boy." Otto said the name he had already prepared without thinking.

"Alexander? Do you want our children to expand their territories like Alexander the Great?"

"It depends on his own thoughts. I just hope he can be as brave as the emperor." Otto sat on the edge of the bed and gently hugged his wife.

"Alexander, Alexander." Bishop Valens couldn't help but shake his head after hearing this name. "It seems that Count Otto has put all his ambitions in his son's name. Alexander? How nice it sounds.

His name."

The church's baptism ceremony is actually not much different from the Christian ceremony in Otto's impression, but it is more complicated and formal.

After Alexander was baptized at the full moon, Otto, who received another letter from the Duke of Franconia, knew that it might be time to leave.

However, when he turned around and glanced at his wife, who had just finished confinement at Otto's strong request, and the child in the cradle beside him, Otto was a little reluctant to leave.

"What's wrong? Is it my uncle and the Duke of Franconia who are urging me again?" Sophie noticed something was wrong in Otto's eyes, so she leaned close to him and asked softly.

"Well, the situation in the Principality of Saxony has deteriorated again. I'm afraid the problem will be more difficult to deal with this time. The local Saxony nobles have elected their own Duke of Saxony." Otto handed the letter to his wife and couldn't help but shake his head.

I really don’t know what the Duke of Franconia does. I’m afraid he didn’t learn this level of suppression from the bald principal of a military academy in his previous life.

This suppressed the local nobles, and the more they suppressed them, the stronger they became. Before, they were just disobedient, but now they are choosing the Duke of Saxony. I am afraid that in two or three years, Franconia will also belong to the Saxons.

This plot seems a bit familiar.

"It seems that the situation is not optimistic. You may not be able to solve it if you go there." Sophie frowned after reading the contents of the letter.

"Otherwise, why don't you go?"

"I can't go if I don't." Otto sighed. "I don't want to go if I don't want to. Look at how many letters I get every day urging me. Let's not talk about my father-in-law, the Duke of Franconia.

If you invite me like this and I don't even try to help you, you will definitely not have a good life in the kingdom from now on.

Besides, I also want to go to the Principality of Saxony, and it doesn’t matter if I keep putting off my father’s revenge.”

"You have to be careful. If something happens to you, what will happen to me and the child?" Sophie held Otto's head against her chest and murmured softly.

Feeling a soft touch coming from the top of his head, Otto also began to feel a little distracted. Speaking of which, it had been a long time since he had practiced playing with Sophie, which was a bit uncomfortable.

"Don't worry, madam, I have already arranged these." Otto stretched out his hand and pulled the standing Sophie into his arms with a little force.

Otto sniffed Sophie's hair and whispered into her ear.

"Madam, has it been a long time since you took a bath? Your body smells bad. How about you let me bathe for you?"

"No way, I just..." Even though this was not the first time that Otto had teased Sophie, her cheeks were still rosy and she looked extremely cute. When she was about to explain, she felt a tickling sensation in her earlobe and was interrupted.

captured her thoughts.

"Don't..."

"Don't...the child is still here...don't wake the child"


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