On the second morning, it was another lovely sunny day in the desert as the sunlight illuminated their wonderful hotel room.
With Vellan clung to his chest, Lancelot could only smile bitterly.
'How is the City Morgana?' He asked via their connected chat, now with three people able to communicate using it.
"It is rather boring without you... Although Rena was a little sad that you suddenly vanished with little Vellan the moment you won after she heard about your demon king form finally awakening, she wanted to throw a party... such a cute woman."
"Ah, ~ Morgana, don't tell him he will bully me later! Lancelot, I am happy you won! Milvar said you were a wonderful commander, and she wouldn't mind if I were pregnant forever!? Can you believe it!"
'You are both adorable; I will come home soon to see you both, so take care of your bodies.'