Dear Broom Knight.

Chapter 1041 The Chaotic Life of Raising a Child

Alexis couldn't be bothered with the inevitable speculations and prying eyes that would arise outside.

Even if she now acknowledges her identity, the Lord of the Tower will not recognize her.

She simply couldn't and didn't want to expose herself as a slap in the face to the Tower Lord.

Although their relationship as mistress and servant was inevitably filled with intrigue and backstabbing, it was ultimately a good one from beginning to end.

The Lord of the Tower at least chose to let go instead of strangling her outright.

Whatever the reason, at least he didn't go too far.

Naturally, Ariags would also choose to conceal her existence.

As for the future, the fact that the former towering entity will never appear again will raise some questions, but so what?

With Lowry around, no one dares to say that Pat has really disappeared.

But no one would bother to explore Lori Montes's Astral Fortress for such a trivial matter.

Who knows, the mysterious woman they saw was Pat, or a dragon?
Although back then, Lily and the others would still choose to stay on the ground, it wasn't like the current lockdown. For the flying white dragon, going back and forth would only take an hour or two!

The presence of Lily and her companions would inevitably attract the curiosity of some foreign dragons.

Alexis didn't know much, but she had heard Valera mention that the outermost perimeter of Lori's Star Fortress was a huge plaza.

It connects directly to the outer gate of the fortress and can accommodate ten Bolaños taking off and landing at the same time... Isn't that exactly what the White Dragon was prepared for!
Of course, the interior of the fortress wasn't that complicated. At most, the central avenue was a bit wider, but the other buildings were all human-owned.

It's at most a bit taller and more spacious than a regular house.

If dragons want to stay in Lori's fortress, the only way is to transform into human form.

Therefore, Alexandra has no worries about her safety afterward.

But we absolutely cannot go to Qingfeng Territory now.

Moreover, Lowry planned to send his astral fortress into space only after everything was settled... after the archmages from the outside world had all returned to Earth.

Although mages are not as unchanging in the astral plane as combat-based classes, their physical bodies still limit their progress.

If one's soul power and mental strength far exceed the body's capacity, then even if the body remains the same, pain is inevitable.

Especially headaches.

This is a common ailment among Archmages of Astral Bastion; the more powerful the mage, the more frequent and severe the headaches.

As a result, they have to do things to distract themselves, even resorting to alcoholism and taking potentially addictive painkillers.

Lowry had never quite understood why the archmages of the Northern Royal Family residing in the Star Fortress would be so determined to oppose Travis at this time… He was still young and would never understand how much disgust and envy the archmages, who had lived too long and were decaying from the torment of those sufferings, must feel when they saw Travis alive and kicking, still radiating glory.

They can only wait anxiously for the world to restart before they can be sure whether they can regain their power and dignity as archmages.

Travis, on the other hand, doesn't need to consider anything and can even abandon his former goals at any time... Then he sets his sights on a new path that is clearly feasible, but it is something that many people cannot attain.

Of course, Alexis herself wasn't the kind of person who understood this.

However, she could sometimes hear some 'gritting-teeth' analyses from the Lord of the Tower.

And, a complex mix of admiration, jealousy, and a hidden hope that Travis would make the wrong choice.

Alexandra sometimes wondered if the former Lord of the Tower was as spirited and invincible as His Majesty Travis.
Then, one wrong choice after another changed him beyond recognition, to the point that he no longer knew who he was.

He was always deceiving himself... as if he were the innocent victim.

But, for the sake of profit, he put his friends and believers on the gambling table, and when he went all in and lost everything, he was the one who was the one who lost everything!

The lord of the tower has never spoken of this.

From his attitude towards his former advisors and the witches who followed them, Alexis was certain that he knew very well that the reason they regarded him as an enemy after their resurrection and were determined to suppress him was because the cold death made them understand who had made them lose everything.

These sacrifices were not for any noble purpose, but simply the selfishness and greed of the Tower Lord.

He was well aware of this, so he absolutely did not want to see someone more resolute than him, who made the right choices, and who, when faced with a choice, would not engage in any "I want it all" mentality.

The Lord of the Tower was even more resentful after Travis so resolutely gave up the throne and never even considered being 'the man behind the king'.

He couldn't understand why Travis would give up what seemed like a better, more fulfilling future and insist on choosing only one path.

No, he should say he understands, but he doesn't want to see anyone so wise.

Alexandra always felt that the Lord of the Tower was becoming increasingly extreme and stubborn.

She had no choice but to save herself first.

Alexis is not afraid of death, and she is willing to go through fire and water for her benefactor... but to die meaningless and be ridiculed is better than to die in vain.

She fought hard and was fortunate enough to be reborn with the help of her friends, so naturally she cherishes everything she has now.

Even with prying eyes from all sides, Alexis remained unmoved and went about her business.

She lived as if she were Alexandra.
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"Mommy! Mommy! Mommy Mommy Mommy!" A series of calls rang in Alexis's tired ears.

"Don't call me that, you're my mom," she replied blankly.

Two-year-old Penelope Gezal, a mischievous little girl, tumbled and crawled down the stairs.

Alexis, sitting on the sofa, didn't even lift her eyes.

Her daughter is very healthy.

If it weren't for the fact that Yuri's strength was only twice that of an average child, Alex would have suspected that Yuri's biological mother might actually be from the Sebefia family.

"I want to wear clothes like my brother's!" Penelope shouted, completely ignoring her mother's ashen face. "I don't want to wear a dress!"

"Didn't I say I could switch with you?" Another small head peeked out from above the stairs. "I don't mind wearing a skirt! But you won't let me."

Want both? You're dreaming!

“Penelope,” Alexandra said calmly, “I remember you said you wanted clothes like Euphemia’s.”

I made this dress for you because I wanted you to be like those two siblings across the street, just like Mikhail.

Now, what are you making a scene about?

“But I don’t want to dress differently from Mikhail!” Penelope said, dissatisfied.

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Yarig said without any mercy. "Didn't I tell you beforehand that you couldn't go back on your word?"
Don't be unreasonable.

The door to the kitchen opened, and a middle-aged woman dressed in a simple cotton dress walked in: "Madam, the vegetables and fruits you ordered have arrived at the entrance of Laurel Street."

“I’ll go right away, Connie, you tidy up the room first!” Alexis stood up and pointed at Penelope: “Next time you order clothes, remember to think it through first, so you can’t regret it later, got it?”

She slammed the door and walked out.

Connie looked at Penelope sitting at the bottom of the stairs and said with some difficulty, "Miss Penelope... I have to go upstairs."

Although she had been living in Alexis's house for more than half a year, she was only responsible for daily cleaning and tidying up, and was not familiar with the two children.

She herself has a son who is a Night Guardian, so she knows very well that when working for a powerful person like Alexandra, she should never interfere in matters outside her purview.

The woman before her was sent back to the church because she wanted to teach Alexandra how to raise children.

Although she didn't know who it was and didn't inquire, she was well aware that the person had not only lost a substantial salary but had also implicated his son.

This isn't about taking out one's anger on others; it's just that... as a Night Guardian, if you can't even figure out how to manage your own family, what else can you do?

Therefore, she has been very careful since she arrived, not daring to take a single extra step, and she has managed to do so until now.

Working for Ms. Alexis was actually much easier than doing housework at home.

Most of the housework is handled by special alchemical artifacts; her job is simply to open and close the doors, and to finish the tasks.

She doesn't need to cook; Ms. Alexandra has her own special kitchen gadgets.

When Connie first saw it, she was filled with longing for that strange object that looked like a sideboard... Unfortunately, when she told her son about it when she got home, she was met with a harsh reality check.

In her son's words, he wouldn't be able to afford that kitchen cabinet even with fifty years' salary.

Moreover, Ms. Alexis has hundreds of recipes in her hand!
Those are all closely guarded secrets of Qingfeng Territory.

The kind that even the Dark Night Church couldn't get their hands on.

Connie had no choice but to give up.

After all, he's still my own son; I can't force him to his death over a kitchen cabinet.

Easy and high-paying jobs are hard to find, and Connie really cherishes them... after all, she has three sons, all of whom are money-grubbing professionals.

It wasn't that the children didn't give her living expenses, but Connie always thought that maybe when the children reached level 10, all they would need was that little bit of money?

Having grown up in a place like Emilia City, she understands all too well the difficulty of reaching level ten.

Therefore, she must work hard.

Connie clutched her apron, looking expectantly at the furious Penelope, hoping the young lady would give way.

She couldn't possibly step over her... just like Master Mikhail slowly walked down from above.

“Mikhail!” Penelope was even angrier.

“Mom’s coming back soon.” Mikhail turned to look at her. “Do you really want to get a beating?”

Alexandra did not tolerate their bad temper and mischief just because they were young.

When reasoning fails, she also has bamboo sticks she can use.

(End of this chapter)