"Seo-ah? Hmm… she must be at the Palace of Beasts…" Ophelia said, still nestled in Ethan's arms, tilting her head slightly as she thought. "Some of the beast tamers sent a notice to the palace saying the beast from that Rank S egg would hatch today. She went to check it out with Arwen."
The handsome young man nodded, his hands still resting on her delicate waist.
"Eat lots of fruits from the Tree of Life and ask Arwen to infuse plenty of life energy into you…" he said, his thumb slowly tracing down the side of her body, from the dip of her waist to the obscene flare of her hip.
"I hope this child inherits your shadow magic… Oh, and don't use too much of your mana either."
"I know, love." Ophelia smiled and lifted her face to look at him.
In general, pregnant women who were experts shouldn't deplete their mana. The same applied to aura, in the case of warriors.
The reason was simple.
The mother's magical energy nourished the child.
