"Rortas! Inform the Chief of the Mage Corps to prepare for the Naming Ceremony. Send invitations to the marquises of the surrounding four star clusters, as well as the nearby major and minor nobles. Invite them to visit my Arther Star next month!
Additionally, pass down my order—prepare for a grand festival! Starting from the day of the Naming Ceremony, all industries and enterprises are to shut down for holiday. All Arther Star citizens will have their taxes halved this year! I want the entire star of Arther to celebrate for three days!"
"As you command."
Rortas gave a slight bow and stepped down from the testing platform.
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Unlike ordinary people, the higher the level of a psionic, the lower the chance of producing offspring.
If the difficulty for an ordinary couple to conceive is considered one, then for a First-Rank couple, the difficulty becomes two; for a Second-Rank couple, four; for a Third-Rank couple, eight; for a Fourth-Rank couple, sixteen… and so on.
Moreover, if the couple's ranks differ greatly, the difficulty doubles again.
As for the marquis—one of the extremely scarce Tenth-Rank psionics within dozens of surrounding star clusters—the difficulty of producing offspring was self-evident.
Under such circumstances, high-rank psionics who wish to have children must either use rare treasures that can enhance the probability, or… increase the number of attempts.
Possessing boundless vitality and wealth vast enough to rival the stars, Marquis Karen naturally chose both.
Thus, whenever a new child was born, the marquis would hold a grand celebration. During these festivities, even slaves were granted three days of holiday.
Throughout these three days, every industry under the marquis would provide unlimited free food and alcohol of all kinds. Most importantly, taxes for that year would be cut in half.
For commoners, tax reduction meant new clothes for their children, and a smile on the face of their exhausted wives.
For poorer families, halved taxes meant their entire household could survive the harsh winter safely.
So when the news of the marquis's newborn—spread instantly with magical assistance—reached the public, a wave of joyous celebration surged across Arther Star.
"Praise the Marquis!"
People chanted.
"The generous and benevolent marquis and his kind lady have once again received heaven's blessing! May the gods watch over them."
(lol and bruh)