Regner slammed Annelot away, but his own eye narrowly hit the blade.

"Wellles, those two children are innocent after all...... old voice sounded again.

"Elon......" Wellles roared through gritted teeth: "Elon!!"

"I've been here for all these years...... Elon sighed, "did you end up here?"

"Let go of me, let go of me!" the usually calm and rational Verles was now like a madman, his eyes pupiled, and his mouth let out a beastly roar.

"Okay, today, let's make a decision. Elon said with a bit of bitterness, and his figure appeared beside Velles, slowly turning from virtual to real.

"I'm going to kill you!" Vellais suddenly moved, his dagger stabbing Elon in the heart, and Elon just stood there, looking at his child with a complicated gaze.

Welllais's dagger stabbed Elon in the chest, but Elon's body was pierced through his chest without any blood.

"Illusions?" said Vellais's face grew darker and darker.

"No, kid, I'm right here. As if to prove it, Elon reached out and gently hammered Vellais on the shoulder.

Vellais was stunned, because this action was too familiar to him.

Although the young Verlais had three-quarters of elven blood, he did not have the magical talent that elves should have, and both human mages and his father asserted that if he practiced magic, his power would eventually stop at the peak of the middle mage, and even the upper rank. This was something that Wellles couldn't accept back then, because his parents were extremely powerful mages and the most powerful magic professors at the Stoke Imperial Academy of Magic.

In Stoker, a human country that worships magic, the Academy of Magic is a concentration of the best human mages from the entire continent. And the children of the two magic professors turned out to be a waste of wood, which was almost one of the most popular jokes at the Stoke Imperial Academy of Magic nearly a hundred years ago. It was in that contempt and indifference that Wellles spent his childhood.

And since then, Elon has often encouraged him with this gesture. Every time Elon does this, he uses his magic to inject a burst of heat into Villeres. It was a warm current of encouragement and pride, and Wellles felt it with his heart every time. They slowly flow into the limbs like the hot soup that their mother has carefully brewed for herself in the cold winter, bringing confidence and strength to themselves. And every time his father did this to himself, Verles always picked himself up from the failure and coldness.

And today, that long-lost warm current flowed in the body of Velles again, as if it had traveled through decades of time and long-sealed memories.

For a short moment, Welllais, who had already entered the Sanctuary and thought that his psychological defense line had been polished to the ground, also lost his mind for a short time. How long has it been...... How long has it been since he had experienced the feeling of warmth? Despite being looked down upon by all the teachers and students of the Academy of Magic, Verles never had the slightest inferiority, even if he finally decided to abandon noble magic completely and go to the vulgar path of vindictiveness, because his parents always believed in their children, because they always encouraged him. No matter how much those cold and bitter people despised themselves, the two top archmages of the Academy of Magic never doubted themselves. So what reason do you have to be weak?

But after losing his mind, Verles felt the cold and despair like falling into an ice cave. Because those things that once supported me to keep working hard and constantly fighting have been completely shattered. No, not just broken, they've even become the demons and nightmares of Vellais for decades. And all this is caused by ....... Elon!!

"Why!!!" Vellais roared like a wounded wolf, and he swung his knife again, with a full rage and a full resentment. Why do you want to do this? The ethnic group doesn't agree with your mother, wouldn't it be nice to convince them? If you can't convince them, wouldn't it be nice to leave with your mother? Why? Why did you choose to abandon your mother who had been with you for hundreds of years, why did you ignore me, my son who had been trained outside, and abandoned everyone without saying a word, and just returned to your damn tribe?

You go to die! You go to die! You ruined everything about me, you ruined everything to my mother, it was you! It's all you!!

Verles' dagger slashed Elon's throat, but as before, Elon was like a phantom, bleeding or hurting.

Elon looked at Verles, who had experienced nearly a hundred years of vicissitudes, with guilt and pity. The president, the teacher, the Sanctuary assassin, the scheming villain, are neither. He just...... He's just my Elon's only child.

Elon was silent for a moment, then replied as if he had made up his mind, "Because...... I'm long dead...... More than twenty years ago. ”

Welllais's originally red eyes regained some clarity, and he asked incredulously, "What did you say?"

"I died a long time ago, more than twenty years ago. Elon repeated, his handsome face, which had been a little vicissitudes, aging at a rate visible to the naked eye. The elven elder closed his eyes in pain, and he said as he resisted the inexplicable pain, "My child, there is only so much I can answer your question. Solve your doubts as soon as possible!At most, there are only two questions......"

"Outsiders...... Vellais said a word that neither Regner nor Annelot could understand. He was stunned for a moment, and then asked the first question: "Have you abandoned your mother?!"

"No, you've asked me this question countless times, and my answer hasn't changed. Elon said, "There is no cost to answer this question, but if you ask why......

"I know, I don't need you to remind me. Vellais's brain was running wildly, and he pondered the information he had worked so hard to gather today, trying to piece together the fragments of it into a complete pattern.

"Didn't that battle have nothing to do with you?" asked Verles, the first question.

"Mel's spell didn't work completely, and Naraku's shadow couldn't completely subdue his soul. Your mother and I lived in seclusion around there, and we didn't want to get involved, but when we saw that he was about to be resurrected with the Wishing Technique, we took action. To subdue him, I died. Elon answered the first question, and then he looked a little old again, and even vomited a mouthful of blood. Elon looked at Vellais, then smiled: "I'm going to get hurt, which means that your opinion is shaken." Kid, what I'm saying is true. ”

"I can judge for myself if it's true or not!" Villeres roared.

After a brief silence, Verles tentatively asked a second question: "Why did my mother die?"

"This question...... You've guessed it, haven't you? It's just that you don't want to admit it. Elon smiled and replied, "Without her, my existence would not have been possible to this day." The Outer Path is inextricably linked to necromancy, and she is the most powerful necromancer I've ever seen......"

"This ...... This can't be ......" Wellles grabbed his hair in horror, and he tore it over and over and muttered to himself, "Impossible, absolutely impossible!

"I was supposed to exist to stop him, but today ......," Elon thought to himself with a wry smile, "You can't let your children be the source of all evil, right?"

"No way! You're lying! It's not like that!" Vellais roared loudly, including the original, Elon had only answered three questions from Verles so far, but the answers to these three questions had made Vellais's hatred, anger, and scheming for more than twenty years a joke! Verles wanted to deny what Elon said, but instinctively told himself that this was the truth of the truth.

"......" Elon was silent, he waved his hand to put Verles into a deep sleep, and then chanted a spell, and Verles disappeared into thin air.