In order to become a Heroic Spirit, I had no choice but to cause trouble in history.

......

Aunt Anna went on and on for a long time.

But Anno and Harley were still enjoying the conversation.

Sincere concern meets a sincere heart; words of care are never enough.

What's more, Aunt Anna had just gone through something like that... The two of them were still feeling extremely scared.

When Aunt Anna excitedly clutched her chest and fainted, Anno felt his heart stop for a few seconds.

Fortunately, Aunt Anna was rescued.

Such surprises... well, perhaps, are a bit too few for Aunt Anna.

the next day.

Anno hosted a family banquet at home, personally cooking a whole table of food for everyone.

Harley stood by Anno's side, clutching her belly.

Anno looked at Harley, who was still clutching her belly, and couldn't help but chuckle: "You're only two months along, there's no scale at all, be careful not to bring out a fat little thing."

"You won't like me anymore if I have fat?" Harley smiled sweetly, a smile she'd maintained ever since she found out she was pregnant.

Anno smiled and gently kissed his wife: "I will love you forever."

Verrocchio, Leonardo da Vinci, Manlio: Tsk tsk tsk.

Luslan: Tch.

Verrocchio sat on the stool, propping his head up with his elbow: "After being married for so long, you're still in this emotional state, Lawrence, you bastard, it's really enviable."

"It's alright," Anno said with her back to everyone. "It's mainly because Harley and I are both willing to make sacrifices for each other."

"Will the teacher's child be a boy or a girl?" Manrio had already begun to imagine himself as the senior student.

Harley came out of the kitchen and sat down to one side: "We will love boys and girls the same."

"Lawrence, Halle, have you named the baby yet?"

Anno came out carrying a plate of food, smiling, and wiped her hands on her apron: "I'm planning to have you be this child's godfather, Leonardo. Why don't you name the child?"

"Huh? Godfather? Me?" Leonardo was somewhat surprised.

“Hmm.” Anno took off her apron and hung it to the side, sat down in the chair, and looked at Leonardo da Vinci.

"Hehe, then I'll have to give my child a nice name." Da Vinci's interest was instantly piqued.

"Eat and think, boys," Aunt Anna called out.

Everyone got to work.

Anno's cooking skills are quite good, after all, Aunt Anna is a super chef with a deep understanding of food and is best at making all kinds of soups. However, Anno usually doesn't cook because he has work to do and servants to take care of.

I cooked today specifically for this gathering. In such a warm and intimate setting, cooking made by myself will better enhance our relationships.

Leonardo da Vinci, holding a spoon, asked, "How about calling him Whitehead?"

He's still thinking of a name for his godson, and you can tell he's very serious about it.

Ever since the "fencing case" accusation, Leonardo da Vinci had developed an immense fear of romantic love and relationships, and he resolved to hide his feelings for both men and women, only opening his heart to those close to him.

He was destined to have no offspring. Anno suddenly said he was going to make him the godfather of Anno's children. Da Vinci said he was not excited, that was impossible.

"Think of a few more," Anuo said, his mouth full of something. "Think of a few names for the girl too, and then we'll decide which one to use."

"Alright then." Leonardo da Vinci was a little disappointed that Whitehead hadn't been used.

......

Harley's belly grew bigger every day.

The time has come to April 1474.

Harley is about a month away from giving birth.

Aunt Anna fell down.

Perhaps because of her advanced age, Aunt Harley didn't get up after falling this time.

She lay on the bed, and Anno sat beside her, holding her hand.

"Don't worry, Lawrence, your aunt can manage." Aunt Anna tried to appear healthy, but her voice always carried a lingering sense of weakness.

Verrocchio was also in the room, looking at the somewhat decaying old woman.

He and Ferdinand were close friends despite their age difference, and he also had a very good relationship with Anna.

He wasn't present when Ferdinand passed away; he could only pay his respects at his grave after the burial. But Anna...

Verrocchio sighed.

He knew what it meant for an elderly person to fall, and everyone knew it.

This indicates that the body's functions have reached their limit, which means...

Aunt Anna's time may be running out.

Anno told Ruslan: "I need the best team of doctors in all of Florence. Go find them right away."

“Aunt Anna wants to see the birth of a new life... This is her only wish, her only wish. I must make it happen.”

Luslan bowed slightly, a hint of sadness in his voice.

"Yes, sir."

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Chapter 209 The Alternation of Life

Ruslan brought in many doctors.

But after everyone examined Aunt Anna's body, they all just shook their heads in silence.

Life slowly flowed out of Aunt Anna's body. Aunt Anna lay on the bed, staring blankly at the ceiling.

Everyone inevitably succumbed to despair.

night.

Anno sat on the edge of the rooftop, looking at the moon.

He was thinking.

He could be considered a Catholic, albeit in name only.

People and believers thought that disease and death were God's punishment and a commandment against sin.

But what did Uncle Ferdinand and Aunt Anna do wrong?

Anno would never believe in any past life theories.

He was powerless to help when his uncle Ferdinand died.

But he understood that it was definitely not the will of God.

Death is nature's fairest treatment of humankind.

He is definitely not a god!

Anno clenched her fists and looked up at the night sky.

He completely put aside his work and began to take care of his Aunt Anna, who was like a mother to him, and his wife, Harley.

He has almost no free time.

During the day, open the windows to ensure Aunt Anna and Harry can breathe fresh air, and close them at night to make sure they don't catch a cold.

Every day, I select fresh ingredients to make soup for the two of them.

As it turns out, the careful care did have some effect.

About a month later, Harley finally started experiencing cramps in her stomach.

The two midwives who had been waiting nearby quickly protected Harley.

Aunt Anna lay in the next room, her breath growing weak.

Harley had already started groaning in pain, and Anno was kicked out of the room by the midwife.

He held Aunt Anna's hand: "Aunt, you will see my child, you will definitely see him."

Aunt Anna's wrinkles deepened, her hair turned completely white, and she slightly opened her eyes, looking at Anno, her voice barely a whisper: "Hmm..."

Several servants were busy running in and out of the room.

Harry screamed in pain, and Aunt Anna responded weakly.

Anno felt as if his heart was being cut open piece by piece.

"Auntie, you, Harley, and my child will all be alright, all alright." Anno completely lost her composure and elegance, tears streaming down her face. She kicked the stool aside and knelt by the bed.

Leonardo da Vinci, Verrocchio, Manlio, and Harley's mother, Lady Dorigina, were all waiting anxiously outside the door.

Anno held Aunt Anna's hand and wept uncontrollably.

Harley was about to give birth, and Aunt Anna was on her deathbed.

Anno's heart was already completely filled with unease, fear, and apprehension.

Now, the man kneeling before Aunt Anna is nothing more than a pitiful wretch forced by life.

Sudden.

The sound of a baby crying could be heard.

Anno suddenly stood up, nodded to Aunt Anna, and then ran out.

The midwife came out of the room carrying a baby.

"Let me see!" Anno eagerly stepped forward, followed closely by the others.

This is a baby boy, wrinkled and covered with a thin layer of white lanugo.

"My son, Adroson, my son." Anno carefully took her son, who still had a little blood on him, from the midwife's hands.