Chapter 1702 The Resurrected Person

On the dark cliff, a woman with long blond hair was holding an infant 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 were the raging waves that were constantly washing over the cliff.

She stretched out her hand and lifted the baby in her arms beyond the cliff. If she was not careful, the baby in her arms would fall into the surging ocean below.

The baby didn't seem to know what was going on, and kept giggling. He stretched out his tiny palm, trying to touch the blond woman's arm, but in exchange for the blond woman's gloomy expression.

"What do you want to do, Leah?" Just as she was gritting her teeth and preparing to make a final decision, a familiar female voice came from behind her.

She turned around slowly, and saw the woman who followed secretly, that was her benefactor, and also the sister of the evil necromancer, the current ruler of this island.

"Lord Rowling..." the blond woman named Leah whispered, with a sad look on her brows, "I think someone as smart as 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 by this news. Why do you To do such a thing?"

As she spoke, Rowling came to her side, with a little more anger in her words: "Could it be that necromancer who abandoned you, making you feel uncomfortable? He is now in the city of shadows in Diya, If you want to see him, I can arrest him to see you."

"It's none of his business, Lord Rowling, please don't embarrass him." Hearing Rowling mention North, Lia's face became a little flustered, and she hurriedly begged.

"Then why did you make 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 at all..." Looking at the baby in her arms, Liya showed complicated eyes, mixed with doubt and pain, "Although Noah has always been very obedient and never cried , but I still feel something is wrong..."

Hearing what Leah said, Rowling's expression changed slightly. She gently pulled the hem of her robe and pursed her lips slightly.

"I can't say why, but I just don't think it's right...Maybe it's a mother's intuition. All mothers can recognize their own children at a glance, can't they? Noah gave me a very strange feeling,

He is not my son..."

Facing Leah's trembling and helpless voice, Rowling could only lower her head slightly. She put her arms around Leah's shoulders and led Leah away from the edge of the cliff.

"Lord Rowling, please tell me that this is just my illusion, let me stop thinking about it, 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, and after a while, she said, "I'm sorry...I have hidden something from you."

"What is it?" Leah asked.

However, Rowling did not give her an answer immediately, but said: "Do you really want to know the answer to the question? Many times, not knowing anything may be a kind of happiness... You don't have to bear this at all, You can act as if nothing happened..."

"Tell me the truth, Lord Rowling." Leah interrupted Rowling's words, her determination never wavering.

After a long silence, Rowling turned her head to the side, not looking into Leah's eyes, but looking at the endless ocean, and said:

"The truth is, you died during childbirth due to dystocia. Even healing magic can't stop your injuries. Under the severe blood loss, even the unborn child died together."

Leah opened her mouth wide and listened to what Rowling said in a daze. After a while, she finally came to her senses and asked tentatively: "Then am I considered an undead creature now? I can still feel Familiar temperature..."

"You are still human." Rowling replied, "My brother taught me a spell called 'Reincarnation', which can perfectly resurrect dead creatures. It is the world's top fifth-level magic, and I will It works on you."

Liya seemed to realize something, and her breathing became rapid: "What about my child? Lord Rowling, if you can resurrect me, you will definitely be able to resurrect my child... Could it be that he is Noah?"

Rowling lowered her head, not knowing how to answer for a while.

"Please answer my question, Lord Rowling." Leah grabbed Rowling's shoulders and begged in a low voice. Her long blond hair looked very messy at this moment, "I want to know the truth of the matter, even if Irreparable, I also want to know all this. Is Noah my child?"

"He is not……"

Finally, facing Leah's plea, Rowling gave her own answer.

"Reincarnation and rebirth can only revive creatures that have lived and have souls. Your child has not yet been born, so he is not in this category. No matter how I try, I can't bring him back to life. In the end, you are the only one who comes back alive."

Liya sat on the ground in a daze as if she had lost all her strength, but she heard Rowling continue to say:

"Your current child was transformed into one of my prophecy cards. I think, after you know all this, you should never want to see him again? I can take him back into the card."

"don't want!"

Hearing what Rowling said, Leah hugged the baby in her arms tightly, and looked at Rowling with some fear.

"I just said that, but I haven't done it yet." Seeing this, Rowling said.

"Lord Rowling, can you keep Noah by my side and don't take him back..." she begged.

"If it eases your grief, you can always take care of him," Rowling replied with a sigh.

Seeing Leah sobbing softly with the baby in her arms, Rowling seemed to have thought of something, and offered to propose: "With my current reincarnation, I can't resurrect your child, but it doesn't mean my brother can't. He has mastered it." The strongest spiritualism in the world, if it is him, there must be a way to bring your child back to life."

"Really? Lord Rhodes, can this really be done?" Hearing what Rowling said, Leia 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 said firmly, "I will let him help you, I promise you."

Not long after, Leah left the cliff with the baby, and Rowling, who stayed where she was, let out a deep sigh. If she hadn't discovered that Leah's state was not right in advance, maybe she would have done something.