Chapter 1702: Resurrected person

On the dark cliff, the woman with long golden hair was holding the baby in her arms, with a complex expression on her face.
Slowly, she stepped onto the top end of the cliff, and under her feet, there were turbulent waves scouring the cliff.
She stretched out her hand and lifted the baby in her arms beyond the cliff. As long as she was careless, the baby in her arms would fall into the rushing ocean below.
The baby didn't seem to know what was going on, and he kept giggling. He stretched out his small palm and tried to touch the blond woman's arm, but in exchange for the blond woman's dim expression.
"What do you want to do? Leah?" Just as she gritted her teeth to make the final decision, a familiar female voice came from behind her.
She slowly turned around and saw the woman who followed secretly, her benefactor and the sister of the evil necromancer, the current ruler of this island.
"Master Rowling..." the blonde woman named Leah whispered, with a sad expression on her eyebrows, "I think a smart person like you should understand what I want to do."
"Why is this?" Rowling sighed deeply. "The birth of a new life is something to be thankful for. Everyone on the island, even those necromancers, are also excited about this news. Why are you Want to do something like this?"
As she said, Rowling came to her, and there was a little more anger in her words: "Is the Necromancer who abandoned you, made you feel uncomfortable? He is now in Diya’s Shadow City, If you want to see him, I can catch him to see you."
"It's none of his business, Lord Rowling, please don't embarrass him." When Rowling mentioned North, Leah's face became a little flustered and hurriedly asked.
"Then why are you doing such a move?" Rowling shook her head, with a puzzled look in her eyes, and asked, "I need a reason."
"That's because... he is not my child..." Looking at the baby in her arms, Leah showed complicated eyes, mixed with doubts and pain, "Even though Noah has always been very obedient, never crying , But I still feel something is wrong..."
Hearing Leah's words, Rowling's expression faintly changed. She gently pulled the hem of her robe, and her lips were slightly pursed.
"I can't say why, but I just don't think it is right... Maybe this is the mother's intuition. All mothers can recognize their own children at a glance, right? Noah gave me a very strange feeling. He is not me. Son of..."
Facing Leah's trembling and helpless voice, Rowling could only lower her head slightly. She stretched out her hand around Leah's shoulders and took Leah off the edge of the cliff.
"Master Rowling, please tell me personally, this is just my illusion, let me don't think about it anymore, I will take good care of him..." Leah hugged the baby in her arms tightly and prayed to Rowling.
Facing Leah’s hopeful eyes, Rowling opened her mouth tremblingly. After a while, she said: "I'm sorry...I concealed something from you."
"What's the matter?" Leah asked.
However, Rowling did not reply to her immediately. Instead, she said: "Do you really want to know the answer to the question? Many times, knowing nothing, maybe it is a kind of happiness... You don't have to bear this. You can assume that nothing happened..."
"Tell me the truth, Lord Rowling." Leah interrupted Rowling's words, her determination never wavered.
After a long silence, Rowling turned her head to the side, instead of looking at Leah's eyes, she looked at the endless ocean and said:
"The truth is that you died in the process of childbirth due to dystocia. Even healing magic cannot stop your injury. Under severe blood loss, even the unborn child died."
Leah opened her mouth and listened in a daze to what Rowling had said. After a while, she was relieved and asked tentatively: "Then, am I a dead creature? I can still feel it. Familiar temperature..."
"You are still a human being." Rowling replied, "My brother taught me a spell called'reincarnation', which can perfectly resurrect dead creatures. It is the world's top fifth-order magic, I will It works on you."
Leah became aware of something, and his breathing became rapid: "What about my child? Lord Rowling, you can resurrect me, and you can definitely resurrect my child... Is he Noah?"
Rowling lowered her head and didn't know how to answer for a while.
"Please answer my question, Lord Rowling." Leah grabbed Rowling's shoulders and pleaded in a low voice. The original long blonde hair looked very messy at this moment. "I want to know the truth, even if it has already There is no way, I want to know all this. Is Noah my child?"
"He is not……"
Finally, facing Leah's pleading, Rowling gave her own answer.
"Reincarnation and rebirth can only resurrect creatures that have lived and have souls. Your child has not been born yet, and it is not in this category. No matter how I try, I cannot resurrect him. In the end, you are the only one who survives.
Leah sat on the ground dazedly like losing all her strength, but she heard Rowling continue to say:
"Your current child was made from a prophecy card of mine. I think, after you know all this, you should never want to see him again? I can take him back into the card."
"No!"
Listening to Rowling's words, Leah hugged the baby in her arms and looked at Rowling with some fear.
"I just said this, I haven't done so yet." Rowling said when he saw it.
"Master Rowling, can you keep Noah by my side and don't take him back..." she begged.
"If this can ease your grief, you can always take care of him." Rowling sighed and replied.
Seeing Leah sobbing softly with the baby in her arms, Rowling seemed to have thought of something, and proactively suggested: "With my current reincarnation, you can't resurrect your child, but it doesn't mean my brother can't. He has mastered If it is the strongest spiritualism in the world, there must be a way to bring your child back to life."
"Really? Lord Lord, can you really do this?" Listening to Rowling's words, Leah seemed to have found some kind of hope in her heart and kept confirming.
"Well, as long as he wants to, he will be able to do it." Rowling replied, "I will let him help you, I promise you."
It didn't take long for Leah to leave the cliff with the baby, and Rowling, who remained in place, let out a deep sigh. If it hadn't been for her early discovery of Leah's condition, she might have done something.