```
"Congratulations, Young Master!"
Kneeling on the ground, a man in a white robe bowed in reverence.
"With this fine person, in ten months, when the child is born, your great endeavor, Young Master, will be accomplished!"
The air fell silent.
This place was desolate, inhabited by only a few of them.
"Ten months..."
The man gazed into the distance, muttering to himself, "Ten months, eh! It seems a bit long."
He was dressed in the attire of an ancient bridegroom, sporting a big red flower on his chest!
Quite festive.
But on this pitch-black night, it seemed a bit... chilling.
"The Wizard has calculated that the individual recently selected by Sheldon Casey has an even purer physique than Quandarius Ridge!"
The man in white lifted his head, smiling as he spoke, "This can greatly increase the success rate of the merger with the baby for you, Young Master!"
The air became quiet once again.
