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Curt sat in his chair in despair, not remembering how he had come to Ioham's residence. This is the Sanctuary of Sorcery, the private residence of Ioham. Compared to the reception room in the upper part of the main tower, the magic aura of the Sanctuary of Sorcery is stronger. Eoham even had a constant spell that opened a portal to the web in the room. He arranges the tea set with a smile on his face and makes tea with fluorescent and shiny tea leaves.

As a psyker, Curt is by no means easily shaken. Even if he had just died once, it was impossible for him to be deceived. And in the life-fighting attack, Curt has expanded his psionic power beyond the limit. But from Ioham's words, Curt's intuition can only probe the truth.

In the wide space with white as the main tone, Ioham rubbed his fingers. The water in the teapot boiled immediately, filling the air with a fragrant aroma. He summoned two crystal cups and slowly poured the tea. It wasn't until Curt sat up hesitantly that Eoham smiled and said:

"You have the right to know your background, where do you want to start listening? Today I put down everything, and I have time, which can be regarded as a little compensation for you. ”

“...... From the ground up. ”

Curt replied dryly, and picked up the teacup with an anxious movement. Eoham casually pointed to the hot tea in Curt's hand to cool down, and then said quietly:

"I, Ioham, am a martyr dedicated to magic. I once traveled the whole of Big 6, single-handedly destroying the miè army, fighting the dragons, and even retreating in front of the platinum dragon god Bahamut. At that time, I was convinced that I could do anything, that I was the spokesperson of the goddess of magic. Of course, I also used to love when I was younger. It's a pity that it wasn't accepted......"

"So I offered a qiē to magic. Nothing to worry about and pursue the ultimate in magic. Someday. The master of the Thousand Law City begged me to take over this place and keep the last piece of pure land of the mages on the Great 6. His name is Tucker, and he's an old friend of mine. Defending magic is my life, so I didn't hesitate to agree......"

"Really, I didn't care about anything but magic back then. Although there are many women who tempt me, I only use them as tools in some way......"

With that, Ioham took a sip of tea. He looked at Curt. Teasing said:

"In this respect, you are very similar to me. However, I didn't really have a crush on any woman, and I only occasionally visited a certain bed to calm my inner impulses. I didn't even think about keeping my descendants until someone came up with an idea......"

"That idea is very bold and shameful—what kind of existence would a child with my bloodline and the talent of a top-notch psionicism be? The Faceless are nothing more than a group of children waiting to be fed, and their strength is not worth mentioning. So what will my sister-in-law achieve? I can teach him with all my might. It's unbelievably shameful, right? And I went ahead with my plan......"

"In my original thoughts, I was worried that I would not find a suitable spouse. But here's what's interesting. The psionics had a similar plan. So I met your mother and was impressed by her talent. It may be too shallow to describe it as love, and our union is like a blessing from fate......"

"After many years, we were content to have each other. Because of our constant exposure to poisonous spellcasting materials, we thought there would be no more offspring. But your sudden arrival took possession of your mother's body...... Yes, I laughed uncontrollably for the first time, and danced for a long time......"

Ioham sighed softly, a happy glint shining through his eyes. He immersed his thoughts in the memories and said leisurely:

"It was an indescribable happy time, and I waited for your birth every day. But the enemy ...... I have an innumerable number of enemies. On the day of your arrival, the legendary Drouise Iraqis, the lord of nature of the previous generation and my sworn enemy, suddenly struck. She accused me of abandoning her, but hell I have only hatred for her, not love......"

"Then came a terrible battle, and your mother was mortally wounded for you. While I protect your mother, Lux will take you on the run. She also fell under my spell and is said to have died soon......"

"Since then, my life has been plunged into darkness. In order to heal her injuries, your mother is forced into hibernation. I became a ruthless ruler again, vowing to kill everyone associated with Lux. I made all the arrangements until you suddenly returned to the Thousand Laws City......"

"Bloodlines are strange things, I don't need any spells to know you're back. I watched your every move closely, but I didn't dare to recognize you right away. Because McDonough is always near you, he must have arranged a plan. I've lost so much that I can't afford to lose any more. Out of prudence, I endured patiently......"

"Interestingly, after years of observation, I began to appreciate McDonough. He is indeed deceiving you and trying to make you kill me. But how would you have grown to this point without him? I have no doubt that if you hadn't been taken captive, you would have become the jewel of my palm. I will pamper you unprincipled until you become a ...... of waste"

"So I'm going to leave you behind, even if it's often up all night. Anyway, no matter what misfortune you encounter, I have the ability to redeem it. This is a father's love, and I hope you can do it the way you want. Because you are my only son, and you have my blood in your veins......"

"I'm not your son. ”

After listening for a long time, Curt finally spoke. His face twitched stiffly, and he said coldly:

"My father's name is Oak and my mother's name is Amy, and they have nothing to do with you. You killed them, so I have come to take your life. ”

"I know. ”

Eoham nodded calmly and filled Curt's cup casually. He took a sip of his own tea before smiling sheepishly.

"Let's put it this way, Curt. I, the dragon player Eorham, the master of the Thousand Laws City, and most likely the strongest mage in the whole of the 6, will go to your hometown for a little bit of insignificant spell casting material. Killing a couple who can only farm? Do you think it's ridiculous? This story is that zha sue sù me. It reads your memory......"

"As a mage and psyker, you can deduce the logic yourself. Two possibilities come to mind: one, there are indeed couples who have adopted you, and then they are killed by a mage posing as me. Second, someone has forged your memory and confused your logic, and it is not difficult to control the memory of young children. The purpose of this is naturally to make you hate me to the core. Whether you can kill me in the end or not. Or if I kill you, it's all vicious revenge on me......"

"Let me prove it a little further, Curt. You've probably heard of telepathy, which allows the caster to talk to the god and ask a question. If the god being questioned knows the answer, He will answer it in one word. I've got magic items here that can be used for psychics, and you can prick up your ears to hear the answers. ”

With that, Eoham took out a magic ring. He carefully activated the magic ring, not hiding any details from Curt. Suddenly, the air in the room stopped flowing, and a white mist poured out of the passage leading to the inside of the net. Inexplicable coercion came from all directions. Because some god is watching here.

Curt gripped the handle of his chair, and for the first time he experienced awe and fear in his own heart. He watched as Iorham raised his hand. Said loudly:

"I, Ioham, pay homage to the great goddess of magic, Mystra, and seek an answer to a question. Did I kill Curt's parents years ago?"

Large, soft voices echoed around them, like a physical rush against Curt. Then the astonishing pressure begins to subside, and Eoham activates the magic ring for the second time. The coercion, several times that of the last time, immediately returned, with anger and agitation. Eoham stood up and said with a fearless face:

"I, Eoham, plead with Mystra, the goddess of magic, to answer another question. I, Ioham, am I the biological father of Curt, the sword of fate?"

Endless echoes of sound cascaded, and Curt saw a line of blood running from Ioham's nostrils. A few seconds later, the pressure that filled the room swept away, escaping into the opening of the magic web. Iorham sat down and coughed. He raised his hand and pounded his chest, then smiled, and said to Curt, whose face was as white as a piece of paper:

"So, my child, do you have any doubts, and if so, I'll go with you to solve them. ”

"No, no, Lord Eorham. ”

Curt felt his head buzz, and he couldn't think about it anymore. When Ioham showed a hint of disappointment, Curt staggered to his feet and said incoherently:

"I ...... Retirement...... Thank you for your meeting...... I ......"

"Don't you want to visit your mother?"

Ioham answered calmly and interrupted Curt. Curt froze in place, his hand raised, trying to make some gesture to match his words. But Curt's fingertips kept shaking, he gritted his teeth, and finally flicked the teleportation earrings hard, disappearing into thin air.

Nazha appeared quietly, six tentacles crawling sharply on his face. It looked at Ioham, who lowered his body and held his head with both hands, and said with some confusion:

"Do you need me to watch Curt for you, lest he do something stupid?"

"No, he's my son, and he can get through no matter how big things are. ”

"Oh......"

Naza nodded, as if he felt that this explanation was quite plausible. It knotted its two long whiskers, loosened them, and then said as if remembering something:

"Is Curt really your son?"

"I swear to the gods that he is my only son. ”

There was anger in Ioham's voice, so Naza snapped his beard and said thoughtfully:

"Well, it looks like you still have a lot of daughters. (To be continued......)

PS: Ioham was a foreshadowing of Curt's father, planted from the beginning, so some readers speculated early on.

Speaking of which, there were suddenly a lot of words in the comment area yesterday, which made me feel a sense of revenge against the world......

Then, the plot begins to move on to the next stage.