Free Time
Davis's heart shook as he saw Iesha pour out the thoughts she always had in her heart.
He remembered that her mother died after giving birth to her, so it might already be a trauma or something not easily ignorable on her part, making him caress her face.
"Don't worry. One child is not a problem since I can obtain resources that would allow you to have a successful childbirth, but what I'm looking for is having as many as ten children with you. Let's create many snow fairies and deities."
"Ten…?" Iesha couldn't help but giggle even with her crying expression.
When she was a mortal Frigid World Spirit with pure blood and a good amount of resources to lower the chances of death, she had a ninety percent chance of surviving. In other words, a ten percent death rate.
Her mother was the same, but she died to that mere ten percent chance, making her believe that she was an unlucky child from early on.