Cleaver Of Sin

Chapter 662: Father And Son Talk-3

After a short moment, Asher spoke, "To be honest and truthful, I was a bit scared and being a bit careful," he began to speak truthfully, choosing his words carefully. "After the Emperor tried to manipulate my mind, I couldn’t help but overthink how far his mind manipulation must have gone, how many households are under his command without anyone knowing," he paused for a moment before he continued, "I couldn’t help but imagine him also controlling you without anyone knowing."

Azaron stayed silent for a moment, then nodded in understanding, as Asher’s thoughts and caution were entirely valid, his reasoning neither irrational nor unfounded.

He turned to Asher as he spoke, "I didn’t even stop the bullying you faced, even the words the maids and butlers whispered in secret when you failed your awakening, I did nothing about any of that," he continued, his tone steady yet laced with quiet regret. "And now, even after the Emperor tried to manipulate you, I still couldn’t kill the one behind it," he paused again, then added, "I’ve failed as a father, Youngest,"

A small smile appeared on Azaron’s lips as he spoke, "So, be at ease and stop overthinking things, I’m always here to hold the sky if it falls, leave opponents who are out of your league to me and your brother, just continue to train," he placed a hand on Asher’s purple hair and ruffled it gently.

Seeing Asher sit in silence, Azaron’s smile only widened, like that of a proud father, as he walked away, returning to his own seat as he spoke, "I’m sure you are in a hurry to get a few things done and rush back to the Star Academy because of your incomplete mission, you may leave, Youngest," Azaron stated as he sank into his seat once more.

Azaron sat calmly with a smile on his face; he could not help but shake his head at the sheer ridiculousness of the Youngest, his thoughts running through every battle scene Asher had shown him, each one replaying vividly in his mind.

’Lily, it seems he has surpassed even your expectations... only if you were here to see it, after all, it was your own wish and dream,’ Azaron thought to himself as he knew Lily had always wanted one of her children to awaken the rapier as their soul-bound weapon.

’It’s almost time for the worldwide competition, in a few months, all Empires will know the kind of monster the Youngest is,’ Azaron’s thoughts shifted, ’and with that, they will all move for his head, after all, they are all angry that they allowed Malrik to grow to this level,’ he mused to himself, his expression gradually hardening.

Malrik was not just famous within the Zarethorn Empire, he was famous in every single Empire; after all, nobody had ever matched his recorded feats, only Azaron, his own father, had come close.

’The Youngest will be needing protection in the months to come... specifically after the competition,’ Azaron thought, ’I don’t mind erasing a few bloodlines anyway,’ his eyes opened as he remained entirely unconcerned if every Empire decided to send assassins or anything else toward his youngest son.

Soon, a knock resounded within the room; he did not speak, the door opened as Zarek stepped in. Bowing, he spoke, "An Imperial decree has arrived,"

"That can wait, I need to update you on something," Azaron spoke, ready to start bragging with the information he had just received from Asher, and also, since he possessed the Light affinity as well, he could create illusions just like Asher.

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