Path To Godhood Begins With Marrying Wife And Gaining SSS Rank Skill Chapter 514:Birth Of New Offspring

Bang! Bang!

For several days straight, Ethan had been relentlessly forging. The rhythmic clang of metal against metal filled the workshop, a continuous ebb and flow of sound.

Weapons, armor, and experimental items had already accumulated beside his workbench. Some were still warm from the heat, others lay half-finished, and a few awaited further refinement.

Now, his attention had transitioned.

This time, his focus was not on swords.

It was on armor.

But not just any armor.

Ethan stood before a mannequin adorned in what appeared to be noble attire. It was a finely crafted suit, a deep navy hue accented with silver embroidery gracefully tracing its edges. The fabric seemed soft and elegant, more suited for a nobleman attending a formal event than for the chaos of a battlefield.

The coat draped perfectly, the inner vest exhibited subtle layering and patterns, and the cuffs were detailed with delicate runic stitching, almost invisible unless observed closely.

Ethan's eyes narrowed slightly as he surveyed his creation.

"It seems ordinary..."

Yet, he knew its true nature.

This was a combat suit.

With a mere thought, he activated its hidden mechanism.

The fabric subtly shifted.

Instantly, the inner layers solidified, and a thin yet remarkably durable armor materialized beneath the surface. The soft cloth reinforced itself, becoming robust enough to withstand heavy impacts while maintaining its sophisticated noble appearance.

Concurrently, the enchantments sprang to life.

A cooling sensation permeated the suit, enabling it to endure extreme temperatures, while another layer provided warmth in frigid conditions.

Ethan gave a slow nod.

"Good."

Previously, he had only conceptualized such garments, leaving the enchantment work to Mareti.

But now, he was handling both aspects.

His gaze then drifted to another collection of garments.

Women's apparel.

Graceful dresses, flowing and refined, yet incorporated with the same concealed protection and layered enchantments.

Ethan observed them for a moment before shaking his head slightly.

"...People are going to go wild for this."

He picked up a piece of the fabric, lightly running his fingers over its smooth texture.

"If I could just add a light attribute..." he murmured.

"It would significantly enhance combat prowess."

But he paused. He was missing one crucial element.

Blessing-type casting.

That was not something he could fully integrate at this stage.

"...Something for the future."

For the present, the objective was straightforward.

Sell them and accumulate more wealth.

"Ahh... what a demanding life..." he muttered, stretching his shoulders.

"I believe I should start taking stu..."

He abruptly stopped, a realization dawning on him.

"...Blast."

"I have so many individuals available... I ought to commence their instruction."

Due to the recent chain of events, he had completely overlooked this aspect.

He possessed knowledge. And he had disciples.

Without further delay, Ethan turned back toward the forge.

Bang! Bang!

The hammer struck once more, its sound reverberating through the space anew.

Time flowed by swiftly.

In what felt like the blink of an eye, half a year had elapsed.

Throughout this period, Ethan remained close to home. He dedicated his time to his wives, guided his children, and diligently nurtured the growth of the family.

Under his meticulous guidance, the Blank family experienced phenomenal expansion.

Their established ventures, including breweries, sugar production, perfume manufacturing, and food processing, had expanded far beyond the province of Ruthiana. Their products now reached a majority of the provinces within the Arcadia Empire and had even initiated entry into other empires.

Simultaneously, with Ethan forging high-tier equipment, Global Symphony shattered its previous limitations. It came remarkably close to penetrating the capital market, though it still faced formidable opposition from the Merchant Association, spearheaded by Ambrose.

Each month, their generated profits approached an astonishing 200 million gold coins.

Furthermore, Ethan pioneered new industries with Mareti's assistance, particularly in the realm of magical equipment manufacturing.

Mareti's students had also begun assuming critical roles.

Previously, the Blank family faced a deficit in high-level alchemists and runesmiths.

Now, they possessed an abundance of both.

In this world, the most affluent individuals were the most powerful, and magical equipment served as both a necessity and a commodity with constant demand.

As long as the quality remained superior, there was no concern regarding sales.

The pace at which wealth was generated was staggering.

In less than six months, Ethan amassed afortune of 5 billion gold coins solely from the sale of high-end magical equipment.

Naturally, swift income acquisition also implied rapid expenditure.

As the Blank family's influence grew, so did their associated costs. The monthly resource expenditure for cultivation alone approximated nearly 100 million gold coins.

This was particularly true for the children.

Their development was exceptionally rapid.

Ray, in particular, had cultivated his aura far beyond expectations and was already on the cusp of the Emperor realm.

Instead of feeling pride, Sophia experienced a sense of pressure.

She harbored genuine concern that her son would soon surpass her.

This amusement caused Ethan to laugh.

Fortunately, this pressure spurred Sophia forward, enabling her to break through her own limitations as well.

The others were also steadily advancing.

As for Miranda, she had departed.

She set out on a journey with that flutist.

Her absence left a subtle ache within Ethan's heart.

He missed her dearly.

Among all his offspring, Ray and Miranda, being the firstborns, had shared a distinct connection with him.

Now they were grown and embarking on their individual paths.

Instead of unadulterated joy, Ethan experienced a blend of wistfulness and gentle sorrow.

"Haaa… being a father is rather complex…" he murmured softly to himself.

"Was this how my parents felt when I achieved breakthroughs and made a name for myself in the industry?"

A gentle smile graced his features. Even now, after attaining this status, he had not forgotten his origins.

That recollection kept him grounded and mindful of where he came from.

It was genuinely remarkable to recall how far he had progressed. The years of arduous effort had vanished in the flicker of an eye.

"There's no need to feel melancholic, Ethan…" he told himself quietly.

"The Blank family has not yet reached its pinnacle."

Only when they stood unrivaled would he truly find peace. With that thought solidified, Ethan returned to his endeavors once more.

Months slipped by.

Before long, the time arrived.

Kassandra and the others were approaching their delivery dates.

Curiously, Kassandra had not given birth after nine months. Upon further consideration, she was a demoness, and thus her gestation period was different, stretching to nearly a year and a half.

Ethan felt a rare surge of anticipation.

Then, a voice resonated within his mind.

[Detected the birth of Host children.]