That sentence was like the guillotine above their heads finally falling, but it also stabbed them in the heart, causing a searing pain.
They wanted to believe her words. But at the Female Saint Conference, apart from the new Female Saints just chosen by the Beast God who didn't have too many Beast Husbands yet, which other Female Saint—or any female with moderate fertility or higher—didn't have at least three to five Beast Husbands by her side?
Having over twenty was even commonplace. What were they supposed to think? It was like a sudden blow to the head, jolting them awake!
They had been living too comfortably, forgetting the dangers of the outside world. They had actually believed that the seven of them—a mere seven—would be enough to protect their female and cubs.
They weren't clever enough to fight against fate, but they all firmly believed that the traditions, customs, and norms passed down from their ancestors had been proven by time.
