She had brought up this suggestion quite a few times before.
There was no rule forcing monogamy on the Arya continent. Except for some clergymen, even nobles could marry as many wives as they wanted, as long as they could afford it.
Kailia knew her husband had a strong desire. Otherwise, he wouldn't have had sex with her at least three to five times a day for four months.
If she hadn't gotten pregnant, she really feared she wouldn't have been able to keep up.
But after Kailia became pregnant, Lane not only didn't touch her, but also never went to those brothels to satisfy his desires. This moved Kailia deeply. For a knight lord to do this for her, the sacrifice was really too great.
So, Kailia hoped her husband would take another wife. For one thing, that wife could help relieve her husband's desires while she was pregnant. For another, after that wife got pregnant, she could also help ease her husband's pressure. It would kill two birds with one stone.
As for sharing her husband with another woman, Kailia never thought there was anything wrong with it. Nobles all did that. In fact, someone like Lane, who was devoted and didn't fool around outside while his wife was pregnant, was a rare gem.
Lane had no idea what was going through Kailia's mind.
It wasn't that he didn't want to take another wife. After all, Kailia was an ordinary person, and a ten-month pregnancy was a hurdle she couldn't get over. Unless it was a twin, no matter how hard Lane tried, Kailia could only give birth to one child a year.
When it came to "More Kids, More Blessings!", one child a year just wasn't enough.
But the real issue was with The Breeder's Gift.
The power of the divine blessing didn't work on just anyone.
In other words, if a woman's looks and figure didn't pass the minimum standard set by The Breeder's Gift, the divine blessing simply wouldn't activate at all.
Even if a child was born, it would be completely useless.
Lane figured that the passing line for The Breeder's Gift was around eighty out of a hundred—in other words, a top-tier beauty in ordinary people's eyes.
In all of Deepwinter City, aside from Kailia, not a single other woman had what it took to catch The Breeder's Gift's attention.
So Lane wanted to marry, but there was simply no one worthy, and he just relaxed and devoted himself to taking care of Kailia.
"We can talk about it again later," Lane said with a smile. "Even if I do marry another wife, she'd have to be as beautiful as you."
"Oh, you're so annoying."
Kailia gently pushed Lane, giving him a flirtatious look, then said no more.
She just leaned lightly into Lane's embrace, savoring the warmth of his body.
...
"She's born, she's born!"
"Lord Lane, congratulations! Madam has given birth—a healthy baby girl!"
The servant who assisted with the delivery came running out excitedly.
Lane strode quickly into the birthing room.
He saw Kailia, drenched in sweat but holding their baby girl tightly, and for a moment, a gentle look flashed across his face.
"So this is my daughter?"
Lane teased the little girl before him, but she wasn't scared at all.
She gripped his index finger tightly, babbling and cooing.
At that very moment, a cold mechanical prompt rang in Lane's ear.
[Your wife Kailia has given birth to an offspring.]
[This child's aptitude: grade 6. Extraordinary path: Knight!]
[Bloodline Feedback activating...]
[Bloodline Feedback complete. You have received the following rewards: Your Knight of the Heart has been restored. Your aptitude has increased by one-tenth. You have gained three years of cultivation experience. You have acquired Silver-tier Skill Quick Slash.]
As the voice sounded in his ear, lines of bold, black-gold script appeared before his eyes.
Staring at the words in front of him, Lane's breathing grew heavy.
He looked at the glowing text in disbelief, waves of shock crashing through his heart.
Is this the power of Bloodline Feedback?
It's almost unbelievably powerful!
Forget everything else—just restoring the Knight of the Heart would be enough to drive any knight insane with desire.
The Knight of the Heart is something every knight must forge through training.
Once it's damaged, a knight's future is sealed at that very moment—sometimes, it can even regress.
There is no method to repair a broken Knight of the Heart.
That's right—no method at all.
Even the legendary stage 9 Transcendents, those so-called demigods, have no way to fix a shattered Knight of the Heart.
But with the power of The Breeder's Gift, he had just fathered a child, and his Knight of the Heart was restored?
The surging strength in his body made it clear to Lane—this was no illusion.
His Knight of the Heart was back, and even stronger than before!
And that wasn't all!
His aptitude had increased by a tenth.
It might not sound like much, but raising one's aptitude is an incredibly costly feat for any force or kingdom.
To raise someone's aptitude from grade three to grade four would take the wealth of an entire small country.
But Lane?
He just needed to have a few more children, and his own aptitude would rise right along with them.
Not to mention the three years of cultivation experience now engraved in his mind, which gave him an even deeper mastery over his knightly powers, plus a Silver-tier skill he could use without any hard training.
On the Arya Road, each stage from 1 to 9 is associated with a specific rank for items and skills. These ranks, in ascending order, are: Iron, Bronze, Brass, Silver, Gold, Platinum, Emerald, Diamond, and Mythic.
Silver-tier was already the highest level that ordinary folks could ever hope to reach.
Any skills above that either required a mountain of wealth or had to be fought for in life-or-death situations, with only a slim chance of success.
But Lane? All he'd done was spend a few months in bed with Kailia, and after having a child, he'd received such an enormous reward.
Living off his wife was actually pretty sweet!
At that thought, Lane's gaze grew even more tender.
He stroked his daughter's cheek and spoke softly, "You really are my little lucky star."
The baby girl giggled, as if she could feel her father's happiness, and clapped her hands with joy.
Kailia watched her husband and daughter interact, a gentle smile playing on her lips.
For a moment, it felt as if time itself had stopped, leaving only their warm family togetherness.
"Lord Lane, shouldn't we give our daughter a name now?"
Lane thought for a moment, then said softly, "Let's call her Freya. Freya Berk. I hope she'll be tough and strong, with a will of steel, and become a knight even greater than me."
"Freya, huh? That's a beautiful name."
Kailia smiled warmly, her face blooming like a flower about to open.
...
Four months later.
Maybe it was her natural talent, or maybe it was the Transcendent blood running through her veins, but after just four months, Freya was already crawling and babbling away.
Seeing this, Lane left Deepwinter City and headed to Ironforge, the neighboring city.
Training had to start young. Since he knew Freya possessed the knight's gift—and a grade 6 aptitude, even higher than his own—Lane was ready to train his daughter personally.
But Deepwinter City had no industry for knight training, nor did it have the special potions needed to form the Knight of the Heart.
If Lane wanted to buy them, he really did have to make the trip to Ironforge.
Inside Ironforge—
Although it was right next door to Deepwinter City, Ironforge was far more developed, and its extraordinary culture ran much deeper.
At the very least, extraordinary professions weren't such rare birds in this city.
But even so, both Ironforge and Deepwinter City were border towns.
Even here, Lane, as a stage 3 knight, was enough to draw everyone's attention—he was definitely considered a strong contender.
That made Lane's shopping trip much smoother—no one tried to hassle him at all.
But just as Lane finished buying what he needed and was about to leave Ironforge, a mocking voice called out behind him.
"Well, if it isn't Lord Lane! Tell me, has your Knight of the Heart been fixed already?"
Hearing the obvious sarcasm, Lane turned to look.Standing across from him was an "old acquaintance he'd never gotten along with since their days at the knight training camp…