Harry Potter: This savior is a bit bad

Chapter 386 My Past 11

"It's me... I can't get over her..."

The pregnancy consumed most of Narcissa's energy.

She became easily tired.

While we were talking, she fell into a deep sleep.

In particular, the blood of the dark elves conflicts with that of the elves.

It's like a barren soil. The fetus in the womb is desperately absorbing nutrients, but it is difficult for the mother to supply.

"It's already the last gasp of a spent force..."

Thranduil stroked his wife's face with a determined look.

"She is so looking forward to the future, how can I be so selfish as to deprive her of the right to become a mother..."

His eyes were as gentle as water.

He is also becoming more and more like the father I want in my mind.

When Narcissa was pregnant with Draco, Lucius must have been just like Thranduil, silently standing by her side.

"What can I do for you?"

I was well aware of Thranduil's invitation.

He never does anything in vain.

I would not risk Narcissa's identity being exposed by inviting me, who looks extremely similar to my wife, just to share the joy of my wife's pregnancy.

He opened his mouth, and the guilt in his eyes became more obvious.

"My blood can save Narcissa's life?"

He nodded silently.

"But, didn't you say that the blood of elves can only cause dark elves to become vampires?" I frowned.

If my blood can help Narcissa, then I won't hesitate for a moment.

"Not the blood of elves, but... the blood of unicorns..." He paused and squeezed out the following words with difficulty.

"What's so difficult about that? It's not the first time that you and your sister have drunk unicorn blood..." I rolled my eyes at him.

"But...if for this you need to remain a unicorn for the rest of your life and never be able to transform into an elf again, are you willing?"

Thranduil looked hopeful.

But he also knew that this request was too outrageous.

Almost no one would agree.

"Why can't I change back?"

If it was only temporary, it would be acceptable. But if he continued to appear in the form of an animal, how would I face Legolas, Draco's previous life?

"The amount of blood required this time is huge... I don't want to trick you into making a decision..."

Thranduil held several spiritual fruits in his hands.

"Of course, we will try our best to avoid this from happening... As long as we ensure that the spiritual power in our bodies reaches a constant value, it will be fine... However, I still need to explain the dangers involved..."

I am noncommittal.

Instead, it raises the most pressing questions.

"Have you named the baby yet?"

"Sissy wanted to call him Legolas...which means green leaf in the Elvish language."

Thranduil stroked Narcissa's round pregnant belly with a loving look on his face.

"However, even if she is lucky enough to survive childbirth and dies of old age, she will still experience the human cycle of birth, aging, illness and death... Soon, she will wither like a flower... By then, you will still be as handsome as before, but she..."

I didn't say anything else.

I was the one who failed to awaken.

I deeply understand this feeling.

The gap in mentality is the most difficult to accept.

At first, they were a handsome man and a beautiful woman, then they looked like brother and sister, mother and son, or even grandparents and grandchildren...

How should Narcissa cope with this?

"I will ask for her permission, pass the status of Elf King to our offspring, turn her into a vampire, and we will retire to the mountains together..."

This is also a good idea...

Vampires and elves cannot have offspring, so Legolas in Narcissa's belly will be their only child.

"Will you help me, Aurora?"