Savage Forest - Chapter 115.1

Tarhan is here.

The impact of those words was immense. Enya could feel Reyhald’s concerned gaze as he looked at her, shivering like someone with a fever.

“E, Enya…?”

Her eyes quickly reddened, and tears began to well up.

As Enya furiously wiped her eyes and quickly turned her head away from Reyhald, Silanda had completely stopped tending to her weapon and was now focused intently on her.

‘…Tarhan is close by.’

Just those words made Enya feel a longing that was almost like anger. It was a yearning so strong it felt like her body might fall apart. She could crumble like a dry leaf if she didn’t see his face immediately.

Reyhald placed a comforting hand on her trembling shoulder.

“Are, are you alright…?”

“I’m fine, Reyhald.”

Enya shrugged off Reyhald’s hand and lifted her head, looking calm. By now, Silanda had approached closely.

She spoke in a sharp voice.

“We need to address something.”

When Enya looked up at her face, Silanda’s expression had turned fierce. She stepped right up to Enya and abruptly grabbed her by the collar.

“Huh… Si, Silanda?”

Even as she exclaimed in surprise, Silanda paid no mind. She lifted her and began pulling up her clothing, placing her hand on her lower abdomen.

As her cold fingers touched her skin, Enya instinctively flinched.

“Si, Silanda?”

“Hold still.”

Silanda snapped at Enya, signaling her to be quiet.

Realizing something was wrong, Enya closed her mouth, slightly intimidated by Silanda’s intense momentum.

Silanda’s hand didn’t stop at Enya’s abdomen but moved higher.

Feeling her bare skin exposed, Enya noticed Reyhald’s shocked reaction as he nervously glanced around. She, too, was startled but couldn’t push Silanda away, knowing she wouldn’t act this way without a reason.

Finally, Silanda’s hand reached her chest. The touch wasn’t lewd but precise, as if carefully examining something.

“Si-Silanda!”

When Silanda pinched the edge of her chest, Enya could no longer hold back and cried out. On the other hand, Silanda, her expression seemingly indifferent, withdrew her hand and then casually rubbed her head with one hand.

“D*mn it…”

Reyhald, who had also been closing his eyes, peeked at Silanda with one eye open.

Silanda began to scratch her head vigorously, looking like someone facing the greatest crisis of their life. Her face was clearly marked by a deep worry.

“Silanda, are you okay?”

Enya sensed that something was wrong with her.

“Why my body…”

Before she could finish her question, Silanda abruptly lifted her head and placed a hand on her shoulder.

“When was your last period?”

Enya’s head spun in confusion.

“Why are you asking about my period…?”

“Just answer the question.”

When Enya replied that her last period was before Tarhan left, back in Aquilea, Silanda’s expression darkened further.

“Have you had any bleeding since then?”

“No, I haven’t.”

Seeing that Silanda seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, but then her face tightened again, Enya asked, unable to contain her curiosity.

“Silanda, why are you asking this?”

Silanda’s expression turned harsh suddenly. Clenching her jaw, she answered Enya.

“I was a midwife.”

“What?”

Enya was taken aback and repeated the question.

“Who? Silanda?”

“Before I was trapped in the cave.”

Silanda replied tersely, chewing her lip.

Enya’s mouth fell open in shock.

She was confused. As far as she knew, there had only been one midwife in Aquilea for a very long time, Old Lady Piache. Since Enya was a child, Piache had also served as the midwife in Aquilea, and she had never heard of any other midwives.

Noticing her confusion, Silanda clarified.

“To be precise, I wasn’t a midwife myself. My grandmother was the midwife. The only midwife in Aquilea. I helped her take care of almost every pregnant woman in Aquilea from the time I was ten.”

Enya was stunned into silence, overwhelmed by the revelation.

Silanda added bitterly.

“After my grandmother died, and shortly before the leprosy outbreak, I was trapped in the cave. I imagine that Old Lady Piache ended up taking over the midwifery duties. Aquilea avoids speaking of the deceased, so stories about me or my grandmother would have been quickly forgotten.”

Silanda sighed deeply, cradling her head in her hands. Enya watched her with a stunned expression, unable to hide her confusion at the revelation.

Silanda looked up and met Enya’s gaze squarely.

“So, my diagnosis of pregnancy and childbirth is nearly accurate. You can trust it. And from what I see…”

Silanda’s gaze was sharp and filled with concern as if she was addressing someone troublesome.

“… You’re pregnant.”

Her words, slowly and clearly pronounced, pierced Enya’s ears.

“It’s almost certain.”

“What…?!”

Reyhald gasped in shock with his mouth agape.

Enya, the person directly affected, was too stunned to make a sound. Her mind was racing through countless possibilities. Was Silanda joking? But if she enjoyed such pranks, she would have been making jokes since the first meeting.

Most importantly, Silanda’s expression spoke volumes.

Her words were sincere.

“Bu, but…”

Enya struggled with a severe headache as she tried to speak.

“Isn’t there a chance it could be something else? It can’t be true. I’ve experienced pregnancy before. Silanda, I… I’ve had many pregnancies. Ta, Tarhan and I—”

Enya had to pause as she choked back on her emotions.

“In fact, I’ve given birth before. If I were pregnant, I should have known…”

Silanda answered with a patient, firm tone.

“Of course, you wouldn’t have known. The symptoms of pregnancy vary from woman to woman. And even for the same woman, each pregnancy can be different. This one might be particularly subtle. Moreover, with all the distractions you’ve had recently, it’s understandable you might not have noticed, though all the symptoms your body is showing are evidence.”

Silanda sighed repeatedly.