Chapter 145 Conversation with my father
Chapter 145 Conversation with my father
I observed as everything around me distorted, enveloped in a whirlwind of sensations and emotions. When I finally regained composure, I found myself in a training field, with my father staring at me intently. His words echoed in the air: "Draw your sword."
My father's words resonated in the training field, filling the air with a palpable intensity. Just as I was about to draw my sword, I remembered that my mother still had it in her possession. With a quick gesture, I directed my gaze towards where the training swords were in a corner of the room.
Focusing my mind and will, my dark aura began to emanate from my hands, forming fine threads of shadow that extended towards the training swords. With a subtle whisper, the sword materialized in my hands, as if responding to my call.
Despite my confusion, I chose to push forward and obey my father's instructions. I watched as he nodded in response, and I noticed he also wielded a sword in his hands. "Let's begin," he declared with determination.
The instant he uttered those words, everything around us began to tremble like jelly, while an immense pressure bore down on my body. With quick instinct, I activated my aura, allowing the black flames to shine around me. Although this display of power greatly lessened the weight I felt on my shoulders, the intense pressure persisted, as if I were being subjected to an unstoppable force.
I breathed deeply, focusing my mind and energy on resisting the pressure, aware that this was only the beginning of what would surely be a challenging and demanding ordeal. Looking at my father, still in the same position as before, staring at me, I understood that he would only defend against any attack I made.
Smiling, I swiftly activated my shadow step, disappearing from my position, attacking from his back, my aura growing stronger.Nôv(el)B\\jnn
Boomm!!
Anthony also gained a lot from this battle, both in terms of personal growth and clarity in his memories. As the fog of confusion lifted, the troublesome moments where the real Anthony had caused havoc began to make sense.
In each of those moments, his father Noah was present, taking all the blame and facing the consequences in his son's place. However, the constant presence of the corrupt girl sowed seeds of doubt in his mind, making him feel alone and helpless. His father broke down until the real Anthony tried to rape his friend's daughter.
It was at that moment that the mother Anthony cried uncontrollably in his arms. Noah and Anthony, in addition to fighting in battle, had a long conversation.
After that heart-to-heart conversation, Anthony assumed full responsibility for the past mistakes of the real Anthony and sincerely apologized to his father, just as he did to his mother. He then shared with his father details about his journey into the forest, and how he met Elsa, Ema's family, and finally, Lysandra. When he mentioned Lysandra, his father's eyes lit up with interest.
"She's a dragon, isn't she?" he asked seriously. Anthony nodded in response, saying, "I'm aware, but her memories are blurry, and she doesn't remember where she comes from," he explained honestly. His father sank into his thoughts for a moment before posing the next crucial question: "Do you love her?"
Anthony didn't hesitate to answer with a smile, "Of course. Lysandra is mine." His father nodded in approval and assured him that he had no issue with it, as long as there was genuine love involved. Additionally, he mentioned something that pleasantly surprised Anthony: "He even said that if she were a commoner, he wouldn't intervene."
This assertion puzzled Anthony. "Isn't lineage supposed to be important?" he asked, confused. His father looked at him for a moment before explaining, "The lineage of dragons is truly powerful. In fact, my mother was a commoner.
My father fell in love with a peasant from our town." This revelation made Anthony reflect on perceptions and prejudices related to lineage, and it made him appreciate even more his father's open-minded and compassionate mindset.
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