Grid answered without hesitation.0

"Daughter! I want a daughter!”0

Wasn’t a son better than a daughter as the successor? That didn’t matter to Grid. He just wanted a child that was like Irene. The girl would be bright, kind, and beautiful, unlike him.0

‘I am afraid a son will resemble me!’0

Typically, a daughter resembled the father and the son resembled the mother, but Grid didn’t believe this. He didn’t think a girl would have his appearance and personality.0

[Do you really want a daughter?]0

“Yes!”0

[Okay. The baby who will be born soon will reflect your will.]0

“Okay!”0

From the smithy to the castle. Grid ran through the streets using the shortest path. He wanted to see his child’s face as soon as possible.0

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"You aren’t late.”0

Lauel was waiting for him at the gates.0

"It’s been 30 minutes since them midwife entered. Maybe the child will be born soon. Before that, are you really going to name your child Grene? Huh? How about rethinking the name?”0

Lauel was sleep deprived, as always. In the game,...0