After Surviving the Apocalypse, I Built a City in Another World

A/N: Some mature stuff, though it was more conversation. Just warning your mind's eye cuz it's a bit unsightly.

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This caused everyone's eyes to widen.

If true, then this was big news. It had taken Mafo a long time before he succeeded in having a child!

Some people even said he didn't do it purposely for Hesso, but everyone in the room knew what kind of man Mafo was, and he was definitely not a noble man.

Anyway, if the woman was really pregnant, then this was really big news!

Sandra's eyes sparkled. She had a strange confidence in this. That Sasha was also pregnant, yes, but that was likely Hesso's kid more than the Lord's!

Speaking of which, although Sasha's baby was likely Hesso's son, Mafo didn't seem to mind as much back then when he found out. He even seemed happy.

Of course, his excitement for his own kid still triumphed.

No one questioned its paternity. After all, Sandra had never left the house, and it was unthinkable for the Lord's favorite woman to commit adultery!!

At this, Mafo's eyes no longer looked at her in disgust, but fondness. He was still ugly as heck, but Sandra didn't mind at all. All she saw was her future as the future official Lady!

Mafo turned to his men. "Get a healer right now!!"

"Yes, Milord!" The elder went out and called a random guard. He chose someone unassuming, just standing by the door, dutifully doing his job.

"You!!"

The man flinched. Although he was unassuming at first, there was still a certain bearing about him.

The elder though, didn't think too deeply. He just watched as the guard went to him, doing the standard salute. "Yes, sir?"

If Micheal and the others were here, however, they'd recognize him.

It was Gingo.

The elder looked at him. "Call the healer!" He said. "The Lord's woman might be pregnant!"

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Half a day later, two more reports came in.

One, there were no signs of thousands of people.

They had seen the remnants of a camp, but that was already dismantled. Judging by the state of the surrounding forests, they seemed to have been mobbed too.

"Well, thousands of people would not attract a small mob."

"That's true. What a pity for elementalist slaves," another said, feeling sad for the loss of merchandise.

In their minds, they must've been attacked and had to rush away, even at the expense of their precious Elementalist slaves.

Anyway, there would be no carcass if monsters passed by, so they didn't think to look for them.

Of course, the party heading to Alterra would still head there. It was a fixed plan that they would study that place, and figure out just how much trouble they had caused them—and to repay back multiple times!

Another news was: Sandra was indeed pregnant!

At this, she was immediately awarded a bigger room, better clothes, and the treatment of a proper mistress.

Sandra was very happy, and once again compared herself to Althea, who hadn't even thought of her for nearly a year.

Sandra sneered. That woman might be an Elder, but she was no Lord!

On the other hand, she, Sandra, would be Queen here!

She even got her own maids now, some of whom were Terrans while some were aborigines!

They cleaned her up and dressed her, and within a day, she was completely transformed.

That night, Mafo visited her room. "How is it?" he asked, though his eyes would focus more on her stomach.

"I love it! Our baby loves it!" She squealed, hugging the man. She was so ecstatic that the usual disgust of embracing a filthy, ugly pig did not exist for now.

The old man laughed and she seductively rubbed her body against him. She knew she had to ride this momentum if she wanted to have more. "You will marry Sandra now, yes?"

"Of course! Of course! Hahahaha!"

Marriage in Xeno had quite a lot of bearing because they believed that it was to ask the world to bless the union.

Consequently, a child born in a proper marriage was also fortuitous

This was the first child Mafo officially acknowledged. How could it be a small event?!

"Mobilize the events planner!" he yelled, calling at the servants outside. "We will hold a grand wedding as soon as possible!"

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That night, Mafo was so happy he 'rewarded' Sandra... by sleeping with her.

Fwop! Fwop! Fwop!

And he was quite passionate, ramming into her as if she weren't pregnant!

"Be c-careful, milord!" she cried, cringing away as he plundered her, trying to add a bit of distance between them.

"Please don't put your weight on me!"

Her yell, fortunately, went through to his lust-addled brain. He changed positions to a safer one and lowered his pace.

He was smiling widely. It was just that he was so ugly that it made people want to barf.

"Hehe! Now I have two, No, three heirs!" "Hahahha! Those childless lords can only envy!! Hahaha

Sandra flinched. What did he mean by that?

She thought this was his only child. Rather, he should be incapable of having another child!

NO—the lineage of her son must not be questioned!

She looked at Mafo with a pitiable look on her face. "My child… will be the heir, won't he?"

"Depends if it's a boy," he said, moving his hips. The high from happiness from her news, as well as the pleasure, made for loose lips.

"Sasha's child is not yours!"

Mafo's plunder didn't stop. He even grinned. "Regardless of whether it is mine or Hesso's, it is still of my direct descent."

"I'll just be a grandfather! If that one's a boy, then I wouldn't have to worry about heirs!" he said. "Of course, if you serve me well, who knows what can happen?"

"What?"

Her mind ran as he plundered her.

She was so distracted that her disgust was forgotten. She held the man's face. "Hesso is your son?"

Mafo blinked, realizing, but then he remembered this woman would soon be his wife soon.

"Yes! After my brother died, I tasted her immediately."

"She was so delicious!" he yelled, his thrusts getting harder and harder. "The forbidden fruit I lusted over for years."

Of course, the woman was now an ugly old woman with something wrong with her head. Still, she was once the goddess in his eyes and that night was the best night of his life!

The memory made him harden further and move faster, making Sandra squeal and groan.

"Does… does Hesso know he's your son?"

No wonder he's so ugly!

She had heard from gossip that the former lord and his wife were lookers. It didn't make sense for Hesso to be so ugly!

"No," Mafo said, meaning he hadn't told Hesso yet. "That brat's got a loose mouth. A lot of my supporters now are my brother's. If they find out…"

It could be trouble! As a Lord, he was confident he could handle it, of course, but he didn't want to lose money, which he definitely would once some noble families fell or left his Town.

It was then that Mafo suddenly stopped moving, and he grabbed her face. She felt his heavy aura, and she shivered.

"Now that I remember… You're not a slave, aren't you?" he asked. This meant that she was a free woman—and therefore could not be trusted.

"I won't say!" she screamed. "What use will that be for me? I like my life!"

Mafo remained frozen as he looked at her. "You better remember that."