Path To Godhood Begins With Marrying Wife And Gaining SSS Rank Skill - Chapter 509:Giving Draconic Portion To Sophia

After that, he spent time talking with his wives, enjoying the calm and warmth after such an intense battle.

Then Mira spoke softly, “The hot spring has been prepared. Why don’t we take a look?”

“Great…” Ethan nodded.

After spending some affectionate time with his wives, and to relieve the tension from the long battle, Ethan went with them to the hot springs.

A few of the newer ones were still shy, but they could not refuse his request, so they quietly followed along.

In the misty hot springs, the atmosphere was warm and calming. Steam rose gently around them, and the sound of water created a peaceful rhythm.

Ethan relaxed for the first time in a while.

He had grown stronger, and so had his wives. Their time together felt intense in its own way, filled with closeness and energy, but it was also something that helped them release stress after everything they had gone through.

After a while, Sophia and the others grew tired and leaned back, their bodies relaxing completely.

Amber, Julia, and Kassandra, however, showed more endurance, keeping up with him longer than the rest.

Especially Kassandra.

Ethan could not help but shake his head slightly.

“…This woman…”

At the end, even he felt tired.

But after a long time, the sense of fulfillment helped him calm down.

A lot had been happening recently, and he had not spent much time with his family. So for the next few days, he decided to stay with them, accompanying his wives and children.

Time passed quickly.

In the blink of an eye, five months went by.

During this time, Ethan worked hard to strengthen his family line and support his wives in their growth.

At the same time, something else began to bother him.

The demonic war.Everything had suddenly gone silent.There were no updates, no news, nothing at all.

The silence itself made him uneasy.

So he asked his father-in-law, Duke Lancelot, but even he did not know much.

That only made things worse.

It had been months since Ethan hunted down the ancient dragon Volcanus.

The blood essence he obtained was similar to draconic lineage, though slightly inferior. He handed it over to Mareti to refine it into potions.

He kept one for himself.

The next one, he decided to give to Sophia.

Sophia’s potential was not strong. She had been relying heavily on potions to keep up, but even then, she was falling behind.

It was not that she did not work hard.

But living in comfort meant she lacked that push, that life-and-death pressure that forced growth.

For her, this potion could make a real difference.

Ethan looked at it quietly.

He knew this would help her move forward.

As for the materials, he had asked Otlo to refine things which had taken time and resulted in his delay.

…..

Ethan stood by the window, the soft evening light falling across the room in long quiet streaks. The atmosphere was still and for once there was no urgency pressing down on him from any direction. He turned the small vial over slowly in his fingers, watching the light catch it.

Behind him he heard soft footsteps.

Sophia walked in slowly, her expression calm but carrying a quiet curiosity in it as her eyes moved around the room and then settled on him. She noticed the small vial in his hand and raised an eyebrow.

“You called me?” she asked, folding her arms lightly across her chest.

Ethan turned toward her and nodded. “Yeah.”

He walked closer and held the vial out toward her. Inside, a deep crimson liquid shimmered faintly and gave off a subtle warmth that she could feel even from a short distance. Sophia looked at it carefully and then looked back at him.

“What is this?”

“Draconic potion,” Ethan replied. “Refined from Volcanus’ blood essence.”

Her eyes widened slightly as she processed that.

“Is it one of those potions you have been using for years?”

“Yes,” Ethan nodded and Sophia’s expression shifted immediately into a pout.

“Why didn’t you give them before,” she said, the words coming out somewhere between a question and a complaint.

“You’re giving this to me now?” she added a moment later, as if the thought had just caught up with her fully.

“It’s because you didn’t meet the requirements before,”Ethan explained.

Sophia didn’t take it immediately. She looked at the vial carefully, turning her attention over it with a quiet thoroughness, and then looked back at him. Her expression softened slightly.

“You should keep it,” she said quietly. “You need it more than me.”

Ethan shook his head. “I’ll grow either way.”

He could see she was still holding back and he stepped in closer, leaning forward and kissing her once before she could argue further. Then he gently reached out and took her hand, turning her palm upward and placing the vial into it with a steady and deliberate care. “You were too weak to handle it before,” he said simply.

It wasn’t a matter of strength or weakness in the way most people meant those words. It was about her resolve to endure pain and that had never been the question with Sophia.

Her fingers tightened slightly around the vial and she stared down at it for a moment with something unreadable moving across her face.

“You always do this,” she muttered softly.

“Do what?” Ethan asked.

“Always doing those sweet things in the background.”

He let out a faint breath that almost sounded like a quiet laugh.

“Then don’t argue,” he said.

Sophia looked up at him and her eyes carried mixed emotions that she didn’t try to hide completely.

“What if I can’t handle it?” she asked.

Ethan’s expression turned serious and he placed his hand firmly on her shoulder. “Then I’ll be right here. You won’t face it alone.”

For a moment Sophia just looked at him and something in her settled. Then she nodded slowly. “Fine.”

She took a deep breath and raised the vial. Ethan opened his mouth to tell her to take it slow and that it was going to hurt and that there was a process to it but before he could finish a single word Sophia had already opened the vial and drank it in one full sweep.

“Damn, take it slow,” he said, but it was already done.

The liquid slid down her throat and for a second nothing happened at all.

Then her body stiffened.

A sharp gasp tore out of her as her eyes went wide and her pupils contracted sharply against the sudden surge rushing through her system.

“Ah!”

The vial slipped from her fingers and shattered against the floor and her knees buckled under her as she dropped.

“Ahhhh!”