Chapter 662 - Capítulo 662: 662: Raising a Daughter
Capítulo 662: Chapter 662: Raising a Daughter
At the moment the assassin’s dagger was about to strike, his movement suddenly paused, as if a pause button had been pressed.
Immediately afterward, as if dispersed wind and sand, from the dagger to the assassin’s body, all turned into dust and disappeared.
Hiding on the rooftop, Fang Zhou breathed a sigh of relief. Ever since Aya was born, he had been using his Divine Sense to completely envelop the delivery room, fearing that Aya would be harmed in the slightest, more concerned than Aya herself.
This assassin dared to barge in and attack his wife, so Fang Zhou was not polite, directly turning him to ashes.
With Fang Zhou’s protection, no one could harm the just-born Aya, let alone take her away.
However, in this way, history would change. Aya was supposed to disappear this night, but the assassins outside clearly didn’t intend to take her, instead aiming to kill her on the spot.
“It seems we still have to take action.”
Fang Zhou turned his head to look at Aya, seeking her opinion.
Aya nodded gently, her gaze always fixed on her mother, Ali Shaman.
After giving birth, Ali Shaman fainted from the scare of the assassin.
She had a head of smooth golden hair and emerald eyes, features Aya completely inherited from her mother.
Historically, after Aya’s disappearance, Ali Shaman remained melancholic and was later neglected by King Uther, but she still lived for twenty years before passing away.
During this time, she never gave up looking for her missing child, but unfortunately, she never saw her again before she died.
Aya had no father-daughter affection for King Uther, but it was different for her mother, yet at this moment she couldn’t reveal herself.
Fang Zhou took the young Aya from the delivery room, carefully held her in his arms, and left the Royal Capital together with Aya, heading to the deep mountains where she grew up as a child.
The newborn Aya was very cute, Fang Zhou couldn’t help but tease her with his finger, and used True Qi to nourish her body, providing enough nutrients in place of breast milk.
Aya looked at her younger self, feeling very intrigued, she instinctively reached out to gently touch the baby’s face, feeling something extremely wonderful.
“Want to hold her?”
Fang Zhou asked with a smile.
Aya hesitated for a moment before taking the baby from Fang Zhou’s hands and holding her in her arms.
The baby was very quiet, not crying or fussing, just gazing at Aya with a pair of bright green eyes.
The same person at different ages, miraculously split into two individuals, gazing at each other at this moment.
Fang Zhou reached out to hold Aya’s shoulder, smiling as he asked, “How about we have one in the future?”
Aya also smiled slightly but felt very lost inside. Even though her body had been refined into a glazed golden body by the Fire of Hope, it was incapable of bearing children.
She looked up at Fang Zhou’s profile, feeling some emotions.
When they first met, Aya despised Fang Zhou’s chaotic private life, and by her standards for choosing a spouse, she would never choose someone like Fang Zhou.
But now she felt regret and loss because she couldn’t have children with him.
Her past self would never have believed such a thing could happen.
One could only say time has the power to change everything.
The two came to the place where Aya lived as a child, a place she was very familiar with, even after becoming a king, she would find time to return every few years.
Finding the place where she was abandoned, Fang Zhou laid the baby in the grass and used his Divine Sense to drive away mosquitoes, rats, and insects nearby.
A doe that had just given birth was nearby, under Fang Zhou’s guidance, it approached.
Without Fang Zhou needing to do more, the motherly doe automatically lay down to nurse the baby.
Seeing this scene, Fang Zhou decided to later bring the doe and her offspring into the Refining Immortal City, so they could live out their lives carefree.
Days passed like this, and a doe alone couldn’t ensure the baby’s survival; Fang Zhou continually used True Qi to nourish her body and provide nutrients, even taking care of her bodily needs, almost as if caring for his own daughter.
Aya sometimes could do nothing but watch, feeling somewhat amused, yet her gaze towards Fang Zhou was full of tenderness.
Several days later, an old hunter finally came to the mountain.
The old hunter was on another mountain peak, but under the influence of Fang Zhou’s Divine Sense, he unknowingly came here and found the baby in the grass.
An old hunter, alone and dependent on no one, instantly took a liking to the baby at first sight.
He carefully picked up the baby and turned to leave the mountain.
Fang Zhou and Aya followed at a distance.
Fang Zhou looked heavy-hearted, which puzzled Aya: “What’s wrong with you?”
He clutched his chest, grumbling, “It hurts so much, as if my daughter was taken away by someone.”
Aya laughed in surprise, giving him a reproachful glance.
The old hunter took the baby back home, specially went down the mountain to get a bag of goat milk, heated it up, and fed it to her.
Perhaps it was too hot, the baby started to fuss.
The old hunter clumsily soothed her, his wrinkled face showing a loving smile.
Fang Zhou and Aya watched from outside the window; next, the two only needed to use the Earth Escape Technique to go to over a decade later.
But Fang Zhou didn’t want to leave, fearing the old hunter would not properly raise Aya.
Aya couldn’t resist his persistence and had to agree to stay a while longer since there was no rush for the moment.
So the two continued to stay and watched the old hunter raising the child, Fang Zhou daily used True Qi to nourish the baby’s body, improving her physique so she could grow up strong and healthy.
Aya finally understood why she could hand-fight tigers and leopards as a child, why her body was extraordinarily strong; it was all Fang Zhou secretly meddling behind the scenes.
Years passed, the young Aya grew to five years old, able to roam the mountains and forests, running faster than a monkey, and her physique, enhanced by Fang Zhou over the years, was strong enough against cold and heat, let alone illness.
Thus, Fang Zhou no longer had an excuse to stay, and had to leave using the Earth Escape Technique with Aya.
The two went seven years into the future, to when Aya was twelve.
It was this year that the old hunter passed away, Fang Zhou and Aya tried to prolong his life, but his time had naturally come, his Divine Soul dissipated, impossible to save.
Fortunately, the old hunter left without any regrets, passing away fulfilled.
Finally, it was Fang Zhou’s turn. He had been eager to interact with the younger Aya; she was, after all, a daughter he personally raised.
After disguising himself, Fang Zhou appeared before the twelve-year-old girl in the form of Merlin Mage.
“Who are you?”
The young Aya watched him warily.
“Child, you are King Uther’s daughter, the Princess of this country, your name is Althoria Pandragon!”
Fang Zhou stroked his beard, smiling merrily.
King Uther naturally wouldn’t have named the missing child. This name was given to her by Fang Zhou, very fitting.
At this moment, Fang Zhou suddenly remembered why when he saw Aya’s memory back then, the Merlin Mage’s appearance seemed so familiar.
Because it was himself in disguise, of course, it was familiar.