"What do you mean?"
Noah widened his eyes, looking incredulously at the irresponsible couple in front of him,
"I should take care of it? What are you two going to do?"
"You know, Noah, I have a Knight Order to manage, and there are too many things to handle. Edith is just like me, we don't have the time, so we can only rely on you."
The young man, still looking in his early twenties, showed an earnest expression. The silver-haired girl beside him also slightly bowed, her post-childbirth figure and appearance undiminished, still youthful and vibrant.
"But don't you have..."
Noah was about to refuse, but suddenly realized that his foster mother was much busier than this young couple, managing the territory's affairs and the construction of Mage City. Asking her to help with the child was inviting trouble.
