Edric Windwalker
Age: 15 years, 6 months, and 3 days
Tasks:
• Ancestor of a Village – Have 1,000 children (Legendary)
* Progress: 509 / 1,000
• Next Task Unlocks In: 55 days
Techniques:
• Legendary Knight Training: 105 / 1,500,000
• Golden Mage Training: 463 / 275,000
Talents:
• Knight Talent: Legendary (0 / 2,400,000)
• Mage Talent: Average (0 / 100,000)
Skills:
• Flesh Control (White)
• Steel Hair Manipulation (Silver)
• Extreme Yang (Silver)
• See-Through (Silver)
Cheat:
• Low Level – Gains 1,000 XP per day
Available XP: 223,914
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Edric gazed at his system interface, his fingers twitching with anticipation.
"Just 50,000 more XP, and I'll finally become a Golden Mage!"
His decision had long been made. Advancing to Golden Mage would make casting and learning Silver-ranked spells significantly easier.
"Even after all this effort, I still can’t cast the Clone spell... It really shows just how terrible my magic talent is," he mused, exhaling a weary sigh.
With only 1,000 XP per day, every point had to be spent wisely. That was why he hadn’t upgraded his magic talent yet—every ounce of XP had to be carefully allocated.
"Right now, I could probably fight Duke Stonefist to a draw… but once I break through to Golden Mage?" A smirk played on his lips. "Defeating him will be child's play."
"It’s better if I don’t waste any more time on the Clone spell."
Edric closed the ancient tome with a sigh and carefully set it aside. These Silver-level magic books were old and precious—he couldn’t afford to damage them.
Shaking off his frustration, he pulled out a pen and paper, quickly scribbling a letter. Once finished, he sealed it and stood up, making his way toward the door.
Outside, two knights stood guard. They weren’t just ordinary guards; they were also prison officers, tasked with ensuring he didn’t sneak away.
"I want to see the Marquis." His voice was calm but firm.
One of the knights hesitated before responding, "Young Master, unfortunately, the Marquis is busy and isn’t accepting visitors."
Edric had already expected that. Without a word, he pulled out the letter and handed it over.
"That’s fine. Just make sure this letter reaches his hands."
The guard accepted it with a nod. "Don’t worry, I’ll make sure the Marquis receives this."
Satisfied, Edric turned back toward his room.
The moment he dropped onto his bed, boredom set in like a heavy fog.
"Nothing to do but wait…"
But if Marquis Alaric accepted his proposal from the letter, things would soon become very busy for him.
"Fortunately, I have Extreme Yang (Silver) skill!"
And with that thought, he drifted into sleep.
...
Marquis Alaric Windwalker had been in a foul mood these past days.
Ever since Oscar Stonefist broke through and became Duke Oscar Stonefist, Alaric had been forced to lower his head, practically becoming a subordinate to another noble family.
That day was the most bitter moment of his life.
Yet, he had no choice.
A Golden Knight was simply irresistible.
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"A Golden Knight… I will never reach that height."
He let out a heavy sigh. Age had long caught up with him, and the possibility of breaking through was all but nonexistent.
Theoretically, he did have a chance. After all, his Knight Talent was Golden-rank—a step below Legendary. However, in reality, even those with Golden talent had abysmally low chances of ever advancing to the Golden rank. If he had been born with a Legendary talent, perhaps the dream wouldn’t have been so distant. But unfortunately, fate had not been kind to him.
His thoughts drifted to the only two members of the family blessed with Legendary talent—Lyria and Edric.
They were the Windwalker family’s greatest hope… and also its greatest targets.
"I should be worried about Lyria and Edric… I cannot protect them!"
He shook his head in frustration. If Duke Stonefist ever decided to eliminate potential threats, Lyria and Edric—both Legendary talents—would be the first targets.
No other noble family in the entire region had a single Legendary talent. Only the Windwalker family did.
"If they die… our family’s future dies with them."
The mere thought sent a chill down his spine. His face turned pale. For Alaric, the legacy of his bloodline was everything—the very purpose of his existence.
Knock, knock, knock.
"Come in!" Alaric said, his voice sharp.
The door opened, and his Deputy Chief of Staff stepped inside, bowing respectfully.
"Young Master Edric has written a letter for you, my lord."
Alaric took the sealed letter, carefully breaking it open. His eyes narrowed as he began to read.
The contents of the letter read:
"My Lord Marquis Windwalker,
Over the last month, I have reflected deeply on my mistakes—my childishness, my broken promises.
To atone for my wrongs, I am willing to increase my contributions to the family a hundredfold!
Day and night, I devote myself to planting the seeds for our family's future generations!"
Reading those words, Marquis Alaric's eyes gleamed with excitement.
"Yes! This is the best course of action!"
Duke Oscar might kill Edric and Lyria, but they still had time and opportunity to ensure another Edric was born!
For Alaric, the reason behind his unyielding insistence on Edric fathering so many children was simple—talented parents had a higher chance of producing talented offspring.
If it were up to him, he would have strapped Edric to a bed and sent every willing woman in the territory to bear his children. That way, he could maximize the birthrate of potential prodigies within the Windwalker bloodline.
But, of course, he couldn’t do that.
Lyria—Edric’s mother, a Legendary talent herself—would have never allowed such a thing.
But now? Edric had volunteered himself!
Alaric’s expression hardened with resolve.
"Find as many willing women as practically possible and send them to Edric! At least a hundred every day!"
The Deputy Chief of Staff froze, eyes wide in disbelief.
"M-My Lord... A hundred?"
"Yes, a hundred! Edric’s children have the highest chance of inheriting Knight talent. We must use him to the fullest extent possible!”
His territory had a population of over a million—finding a hundred volunteers daily wouldn’t be difficult. And if it ever became an issue, the other noble houses under his rule had their own separate populations that could make up the difference.
Alaric clenched his fists, his mind racing.
"If we can produce another descendant with Legendary talent... we must hide them with everything we have! If others caught wind of such a child, Oscar would not hesitate to eliminate another future threat!"
...
Marquis Alaric Windwalker made a grand announcement:
Any woman willing to bear a child for the good of the family would receive generous amounts of silver, the finest food, and free care throughout their pregnancy.
Naturally, the response was overwhelming.
So many volunteers came forward that a lottery system had to be put in place just to determine who would get a chance first!
In the first week alone, tens of thousands of women eagerly volunteered.
It was no surprise.
Even within Marquis Alaric Windwalker's territory, the majority of the population struggled with poverty. For many, bearing a child for the noble Windwalker family wasn’t just an opportunity—it was a chance to completely change their fate.
To ensure secrecy, Edric’s identity was kept hidden.
The women were escorted into a private chamber, knowing only that the father of their child was a member of the Windwalker family—but nothing more.
...
Five days later.
Edric lay sprawled across the bed, utterly exhausted.
"If it weren’t for my Extreme Yang skill, I would have collapsed by now…"
Even as a Golden Knight, doing it a hundred times a day required a level of superhuman endurance that defied reason.
"Who would have thought I’d transmigrate to another world… only to become a breeding machine?"
A bitter chuckle escaped his lips.
But then, his gaze flickered to his system interface, and his exhaustion faded into satisfaction.
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Ancestor of a Village – Have 1,000 children (Legendary)
Progress: 1,000 / 1,000
▶ Receive Reward!
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"Finally… the Legendary task is complete!"
It was fortunate that this task, unlike the last one, didn’t require the children actually to be born for it to be counted.
With a smirk, he reached out and tapped ‘Receive Reward!’