Path To Godhood Begins With Marrying Wife And Gaining SSS Rank Skill Chapter 474:Valen Blanks

[Detected the birth of a historical offspring.]

[The child is born with X rank Knight potential and the hidden talent Berserker.]

[Reward: Special Gift *1]

X rank with hidden talent. Ethan was unaware of the surprise it would bring him later.

For a few moments after the unusual tremor subsided, the hallway outside the delivery room gradually returned to its former quiet state.

The guards, who had drawn their weapons, slowly lowered them once more. Servants, having panicked moments before, began to whisper amongst themselves, exchanging nervous looks.

Ethan remained standing before the door.

His arms were crossed, and his posture appeared calm, yet his gaze was fixed intently on the wooden door of the delivery room.

Inside, the faint voices of the midwives could still be heard moving about. The soft cries of the newborn baby had lessened slightly but still echoed faintly through the room.

Ethan let out a quiet breath.

Even after engaging in countless battles and confronting formidable foes, this particular moment made his heart feel strangely tense.

This was different.

Very different.

A few moments later, the door slowly swung open.

One of the midwives stepped out.

Her face appeared weary, but unmistakable happiness shone in her eyes. She wiped her hands on a cloth and offered a slight bow upon seeing Ethan.

"Congratulations, my lord," she said, her voice warm.

"Lady Amber is safe."

"And the child is healthy."

These words instantly eased the tension that had gripped Ethan's body.

His shoulders dropped slightly, and he gave a small nod.

"May I see them?"

The midwife smiled and stepped aside.

"Of course."

Ethan proceeded into the room.

The air carried the subtle aroma of herbs and warm water. Several attendants were quietly tidying the room, placing fresh cloths and bowls of water aside.

Amber was reclining on the bed, looking both exhausted and at peace.

Her hair was slightly disheveled, with strands falling across her face. Her cheeks appeared pale from the exertion of childbirth, but her eyes softened the instant she saw Ethan enter.

A gentle smile graced her lips.

In her arms, she cradled a small bundle, carefully wrapped in cloth.

Ethan approached slowly.

For a moment, he simply observed Amber.

"You did well," he murmured softly.

Amber let out a weak chuckle and playfully rolled her eyes.

"You should attempt it yourself next time."

Ethan responded with a quiet laugh.

"Perhaps I shall abstain from that."

Amber shifted slightly on the bed and carefully lifted the small bundle she held.

"Come here," she said in a quiet tone.

Ethan moved closer.

Amber gently pulled back a portion of the cloth.

Inside lay a tiny infant with delicate skin and small, clenched fists. The child's face appeared serene as he slept peacefully.

Ethan gazed at the baby silently. For a moment, no words escaped him.

Amber then gently placed the infant into Ethan's arms.

"Hold him properly," she instructed softly.

Ethan carefully adjusted his grip and supported the child. The small baby stirred slightly, his tiny fingers twitching, but he did not awaken.

Ethan looked down at him quietly.

A faint smile gradually appeared on his face.

"This little one caused the entire fortress to tremble," he remarked.

Amber chuckled softly.

"That means he takes after you."

Ethan glanced at the baby once more.

His mind briefly recalled the notification that had appeared earlier.

X rank knight potential.

Hidden talent Berserker.

A truly unusual child had been brought into the world.

But at this very moment, Ethan gave no thought to talent or power.

He simply gazed at the sleeping infant.

After a moment, Amber spoke again.

"So."

"What shall we name him?"

Ethan tilted his head slightly.

He contemplated quietly for a few seconds.

Then, he looked down at the baby again.

"Let's call him..."

He paused briefly.

"Valen."

Amber repeated the name softly.

"Valen."

She smiled and nodded in agreement.

"I like it."

Just then, another voice resonated from the doorway.

"So, this is my grandson?"

Duke Lancelot entered, his arms crossed.

His sudden appearance startled Ethan slightly, but he had grown accustomed to it by now.

Ethan still did not fully comprehend the realm his father-in-law had attained. However, one thing was crystal clear to him.

Within a mere moment, this man could traverse an entire kingdom if he so desired.

If Ethan were to venture a guess, Duke Lancelot was most likely either a Saint Knight or a Transcendental Knight.

"You are here?" Ethan inquired.

"How could I possibly not be here when my first grandson is born?" Lancelot responded calmly.

He approached with his customary serious expression, but his eyes clearly betrayed a sense of curiosity.

He positioned himself beside Ethan and peered down at the baby cradled in his arms.

For several seconds, he remained silent.

Then, he let out a quiet sigh.

"Well."

"At least he doesn't look unsightly."

Amber immediately frowned.

"Father!"

Lancelot simply shrugged his shoulders.

"I am merely stating the truth."

However, after a brief pause, he leaned in slightly, re-examining the infant with renewed attention.

A subtle smile gradually graced his features.

"...He appears robust."

Ethan emitted a soft chuckle.

"Give him a few years."

Lancelot let out a light snort.

"I trust he won't pick up your penchant for stirring up trouble."

Amber playfully rolled her eyes.

"That trait most certainly originates from your side of the lineage."

For a moment, the trio exchanged glances. Following this, a gentle wave of laughter gradually enveloped the room.

.....

Several days elapsed following Valen's birth. During this period, the fortress steadily regained its customary tempo. The initial fervor surrounding the birth gradually subsided, giving way to a warm and animated ambiance that permeated the entire estate.

Soldiers recommenced their rigorous training regimens within the courtyards. The percussive clang of metal against metal once again reverberated across the fortress grounds as drills and sparring matches occupied their time from dawn till dusk. Officials diligently returned to their respective duties, managing the affairs of the Blanks with their characteristic earnestness. Meanwhile, servants moved with brisk efficiency through the corridors, conveying messages, reports, and provisions between the various departments of the estate.

Amber dedicated the majority of her time to recuperating in her private chambers, attended by devoted staff who meticulously cared for both her and the newborn. The room, once tranquil, now held a continuous, gentle presence as nurses, maids, and healers took turns ensuring the utmost comfort and well-being of mother and child.

Duke Lancelot remained at the Palace for several days post-birth, calmly and keenly observing all proceedings. Only upon confirming the complete safety of Amber and the baby did he finally depart.

In the meantime, Ethan, after an extended period of unwavering attention and a multitude of responsibilities, finally secured some moments of personal respite.