Raised in Dungeon



"HURRY!"

"Reig!" Reig attacked Peter and bound his entire body up to his mouth. Peter writhed there, wanting to say something but unable to.

"Iva! Hang in there! You must be able to give birth to your child safely! Don't sleep! Take a deep breath! Get the second baby out!" shouted Peter.

'What? What happened? My stomach... it hurts... Is my child... my child okay?' Iva thought.

She couldn't; she didn't seem to hear anything. Then someone held her hand. Iva looked toward her, and she could see Allen carrying a baby.

Allen spoke softly to Iva, hoping she would hear him despite her intense pain.

"Iva... look at this creature. Isn't he amazing? It turns out that humans started with this tiny creature. I wonder how this child grew up in this condition. Do we need to feed it? Or pull his body to become taller? I only have memories from when I was five years old, so I don't remember what mom did to me before that.

I don't really want to say this, but isn't her face similar to a goblin's? It's just that the nose and ears are smaller."

Iva probably didn't hear him, and Allen knew it, but he continued to converse with Iva. She had told him earlier that she wanted to see how he would react to the birth of their twin babies. At that moment, Allen couldn't help but feel tremendous sadness and awe at the same time. Witnessing the intense pain and struggle that Iva went through to bring their babies into the world filled him with a sense of humility.

"That's right, Iva... twins, two babies, both of them. Remember Iva; you told me that you wanted to see my reaction after they were born. Just a little more... Just hold on a little more, Iva," Allen tried his best to hold back his tears and comfort Iva, but his emotions got the best of him, and tears streamed down his face.

Iva reached out to her baby, stroking the crying baby's head gently; then grasped Allen's hand.

"Allen... Can you let go of Peter? I want to hold my husband's hand,"

Allen then glanced at Rodion, and Rodion nodded permission.

Allen released his bonds.

"Iva!" Peter shouted while carrying a healing potion in his hand." Iva immediately grasped Peter's hand.

Quickly, Allen took the potion from Peter's hand.

"Allen! Give it to me!"

"Peter... look at Iva, she'll survive... I trust her. You see, she has promised to thaw her child safely."

"NNNNGGHG!" Iva continued to convulse, waiting for the next child to be born. Her face, already desperate and weak, again forced her again to give birth to the second child.

"Good Iva! Keep it out!" shouted Rodion. Peter continued to call Iva, then prayed beside her to God to deliver her child safely.

"This is really dangerous... She still can't get it out properly. If this is continued, the baby will be saved, but Iva won't. If the baby is already out, I bet Iva will give up on her life."

"Master, is there no way for us except to wait for the baby to come out?" asked Allen.

"There is another way; we can pull the baby out using a vacuum, but that's a thing that only exists in another world."

"How does that work?"

"You need to cut a hole big enough for the object to suckle the child's head, and then we will pull the baby out."

"I see. Reig, you hear that, don't you? Can you do that?"

"Reig?" muttered Rodion in confusion.

Allen's scarf spun unnaturally, turning into a mass of black slime.

"What is that thing?!" shouted Rodion.

Reig then responded by taking out his hand and showing the thumb symbol to Allen, indicating that he could do it.

"Good, please do it."

Reig first tied himself to Allen's right hand, and then he entered Iva's womb.

"Wait- he can do that?! Then, don't just stick to the baby's head! This method has a lot of side effects. It's better to pull out a part of her body!"

"Reig, do as the Master commands."

After a few seconds. Allen began to pull Reig from the outside,

"HMNGAAAH!" screamed Iva in pain.

"Slow down, you fool; give it to me!"

Rodion pulled Reig while reaching for the baby's head that came out.

After a while, Reig finally came out with the crying baby; he also pulled the placenta out, so it was really over now.

"Iva! Look, your second baby is born! It's all over now!" shouted Peter.

Peter gingerly lifted the newborn. He presented the baby to Iva, whose face remained twisted in pain. With empty eyes, she gazed at the ceiling above her. She eventually summoned the strength to turn towards her newborn and take a look. Meanwhile, Peter held both babies with a wide grin on his face, but tears streamed down his cheeks,

"Hahaha, we've got two baby pairs. One boy looks like Fenton, and the other girl looks like you! We've got the baby girl you've always wanted!"

Iva smiled, looking at her children blurry, her face etched in exhaustion and serenity,

"They're... so... cute... my... angels..."

"That's right! They're so cute! The boy I might ask to help in the fields, while the girl, you should teach her to sew so she can be the most beautiful woman! No-no, maybe I shouldn't decide on my own.

Let's let this child choose what they want. And one day, our children will be happy to choose their path."

Peter continued to babble with tears flowing incessantly from his eyes, leaving traces of moisture on his face. Iva, meanwhile, pretended to be able to hear her husband's voice. Her ears were ringing from the piercing screams of agony that accompanied the birth of her child. Her body ached relentlessly, the dull pain that seemed to throb through her every fiber, but her smile showed she didn't feel the slightest pain.

'My children… have been born safely... thank goodness...'

Iva then looked at Allen and Rodion, who looked panicked, as Iva cried and said

"Rodion, Allen, then tell Susan too... Thank you so much… for your hard work... Thank you so much… for helping me… giving birth… these two children safely..."

After that...

Iva slowly closed her eyes.

"IVA! OUR CHILDREN! LOOK! OUR CHILDREN IS HERE!" shouted Peter desperately.

Iva heard him, but her body refused to cooperate any further. The pain was slowly but surely taking over her body, and she knew she couldn't resist it anymore. She felt the world tilt, closing her eyes as she drifted unconscious, hoping the pain would fade away.