The bride left, Alfred Linberg fainted and fell to the ground, but his swollen belly didn't subside, and the Ghost Fetus still remained in his abdomen.
"F*ck!"
Seeing that the girl had slipped away.
Jean Norris angrily kicked a nearby stone, grimacing in pain, gasped and squatted down to rub his foot.
"She's badly injured and won't get far, you help him back to the crew, I'll go after her."
Caroline Edwin's eyes were as calm as water, not angered by the bride's escape.
She held a long sword, summoned her mana, and followed the trail of the opponent's aura.
"Ah..."
Jean Norris stared at Alfred Linberg on the ground, with some sympathy in his eyes, squatting down to help the man up and slowly returning.
This man was unlucky enough to be inexplicably pregnant as a man.
It would be fine if it were a normal baby, but it just happened to be a Ghost Fetus that shouldn't exist in the world.
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