Founder Of The Greatest Noble Family

Chapter 64:Another Wave Children

The local markets in the Kingdom of Jin were dying wine and handmade crafts sat unsold in stalls, gathering dust. The people, once lively and festive, had become gaunt and irritable. In just two years, the royal taxes had risen nearly fourfold.Correct content is on NovelFire

Farmers could barely feed their families, and many artisans had already abandoned their trades.

For the next few weeks, he deliberately slowed down. He spent time with his wives, gently nursing their recovery, cradling the newborns with tender care. His hands, once made for battle, moved with delicate precision as he bathed, fed, and soothed the little ones.

Roland opened a locked chest and took out four parchment scrolls, placing them neatly on the table. "I studied that 3-Star technique Origin of Shadow. It’s incredible. Stealth, tracking, disguise... even assassination methods. I broke it down into four parts. Each scroll is now a 1-Star technique, easier to train and circulate."

[Detected the birth of the 13th child of the host. Magical aptitude:low. Fighting spirit aptitude: low. Evaluation: E level. Reward: 10 years of fighting spirit cultivation.a medium grade Greatsword]

Roland smiled faintly and nodded. He then spent the rest of the evening saying goodbye. He tried once more to get his wives to indulge him in one last ’group blessing’ before the seclusion, but alas, they were still exhausted.

Until now, their plan to form a secret force had been just a theory. Recruiting veterans required ridiculous amounts of money and even then, loyalty wasn’t guaranteed. Training new people from scratch was near impossible without proper techniques.

Nil looked up, a hint of pride flickering in his eyes. He didn’t try to flatter or pretend. He just gave a small nod.

A moment later...

"Nil," he said softly, placing a hand on the boy’s shoulder, "you’re the eldest. I know I push you harder than the rest. But it’s because you’re strong—too mature for your age. I need someone like you by my side. The family needs another man they can count on."

"Greatsword?" Roland blinked, then nearly laughed out loud. "That sounds like something I’ll definitely use."

Roan’s eyes sparkled as he looked through the content. "With this... the final barrier’s gone."

"...Beautiful."

"Good. The tracking and disguise manuals can be used by anyone. Train some younger ones. When I return, I want results."

"I’ll try my best," he said, "but don’t expect too much."

The Origin of Shadow technique drew his attention too. A 3-star technique one of the best that can be found in the Kingdom of Jin.

The boy had the lowest talent among his siblings, and that worried Roland. It made him feel guilty... but now, he finally had the potion. He would fix it.NovelFire

Nil sat at the edge of the cradle, his arms crossed with a pout.

Its pages whispered of concealment, tracking, and assassination skills. Something perfect for training scouts... or perhaps using it himself in emergencies.

Roland smiled warmly, his heart swelling with affection. Nil, despite being just seven, was sensible and steady. Sometimes, Roland even wondered if his eldest might be like him another transmigrator, perhaps?

Roland continued, "I want to create a full-fledged organisation. We’ll start with a few initiatives. Have them sign a contract tha we already purchased a batch from the Church. I don’t want any risk of betrayal."

Roland jumped up, heart pounding, and bolted for the mansion’s eastern wing. And soon after, the familiar chime echoed in his head.

As he looked over the rewards, his excitement didn’t fade. Even with lower-ranked evaluations, the cumulative gains were nothing short of astonishing.

"Yes, my Lord," Roan nodded, visibly excited. "This changes everything. With this, even low-talent youths can become valuable."

The glowing notification sent a jolt of warmth through his chest.

Roland stood alone in the study, eyes gleaming as he held the scroll in his hands. The lingering warmth of the system’s rewards still buzzed through his veins. He chuckled to himself, spinning once in place like a child.

He summoned it for a moment, holding it with both hands.Though medium grade it was beautiful.

Once the women recovered enough to resume managing the household, Roland passed responsibilities back to them and called Roan into the study.

"Hahahahaha!"

But sensing Roland’s gaze, Nil quickly turned to the crying infant beside him. With a tiny sigh, he picked up the baby girl and gently patted her head. "Sister, be good, alright? Stop crying..."

"Why do I have to babysit them?" the boy grumbled, voice low. "I’m still a kid... I haven’t even turned ten..."

Roland gave a hearty laugh. "That’s good enough for me."

"With this, I can finally reach 10th rank... to truly step into the realm beyond mere mortals." But then he paused, his excitement cooling slightly. "No..I can’t rush. This is a huge leap. A single misstep could lead to years of regression."

[Detected the birth of the 14th child. Magical aptitude: low. Fighting spirit aptitude: low Evaluation: E level. Reward: 10 years of fighting spirit cultivation, low-grade aptitude improvement potion.]

Roan raised an eyebrow. "What is it?"

The never-ending war on the Western Front was like a festering wound. For over a year, no real news had arrived rather only conscription orders and tax collectors. It made Roland restless and bitter.

But now, they could do both.

"One day," he muttered under his breath, "I’ll pin all of you down together."

Even more, the new Greatsword materialised in the system space its design elegant, the blade etched with runes that shimmered with faint lightning.

Roan gave a salute. "When you emerge from seclusion, you’ll see a force that can shadow the entire estate. Leave it to me."

"I’m about to go into seclusion," Roland said with a serious look. "But before that—I’ve got something important."

Roland burst out laughing, spinning once in place like a fool as servants watched from the hallway in silent awe.

[Detected the birth of the host’s 12th child. The magical aptitude of this offspring is none, the martial spirit aptitude is high, and the evaluation is D rank. Reward: 30 years of Qi cultivation, a 3-Star secret technique - Origin of Shadow]

But amid the doom and gloom, new life brought joy.

[Detected the birth of the 15th child. Magical aptitude: none. Fighting spirit aptitude: medium. Evaluation: Bronze level. Reward: 10 years of fighting spirit cultivation, 2-Star technique - Purging Wave.]

A month later, one of the maids came rushing to the study. "My lord, the nursery... the children... It’s time!"

He sighed, but didn’t push it.

He exhaled deeply, grounding himself.

Four children. Four new rewards. His Qi pool surged, refined by 60 years’ worth of cultivation. His muscles trembled briefly, then settled into a new, sturdier equilibrium.

With a wry smile and a determined heart, Roland turned and walked into the depths of the chamber ready to ascend beyond the limits of mortal power.