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"Zeros..."
At this moment, the burly man suddenly turned around, looked at Zeros, his gaze softening, and a hint of self-reproach appeared on his blood-stained face as he said, "It's my fault for being incompetent. I couldn't protect the village, I couldn't protect you. I originally wanted to take you to those big cities to broaden your horizons and let you see the powerful mages of those major guilds when you came of age, but now it seems that we, father and son, will not have that opportunity... I'm sorry... Zeros..."
The burly man's eyes were red and brimming with tears. Zeros was stunned. He had never imagined that his usually stern and imposing father would show such tenderness towards him. Moreover, the tall and mighty image that his father had cultivated in him since childhood was now shedding tears.
Is it because of guilt for not protecting the village, for not protecting him...?
As the only mage in Aizu Village, the burly man had done everything in his power to protect the village during this disaster. However, he was just an ordinary magic swordsman, while his opponent was a mage with a considerable reputation in the Dark Guild. Given this huge difference in strength, what could he do?
Even he, now with his magic power completely depleted, can only wait to die.
Zeros looked at his father's back and tears slipped off without him realizing it.
"Tsk tsk tsk." Erigor looked at the father and son below and mocked, "What a heartwarming scene. It's just a pity that I hate this kind of heartwarming thing more than anything else in my life. So, if you have any funeral arrangements, go to hell to tell me!"
"Oh, and don't forget when you get down there, the one who will kill you is me, Erigor the Reaper! Hahaha!"
As he spoke, he waved his hand, revealing a huge scythe in his grasp, like the scythe of death. He unleashed a massive wind blade, preparing to reap the lives of the father and son below.
"Zeros, this is the last time your father will protect you."
The burly man turned around resolutely, facing the enormous wind blade. His magic power was exhausted, so he simply raised his katana high, using his body to protect his son one last time.
Sizzle! Sizzle!
The wind blades swiftly sliced through the air, striking the samurai sword and producing a metallic scraping sound.
Click click click...
This katana was made of ordinary iron, and without any magical coating, a small crack quickly appeared on its blade under the powerful wind blade, and it rapidly expanded before finally breaking in two with a loud crack.
Without the support of the samurai sword, the wind blade had no further obstruction and struck the burly man directly.
Crimson blood splattered, landing on the ground. Several drops landed squarely on Zeros's face. Feeling its warmth, Zeros's eyes widened suddenly, then he stared blankly at the tall figure before him—the figure who had protected his entire life—slowly falling...
At this moment, all he could see was the tall figure lying on the ground. Memories from the past sixteen years flashed through his mind like a slideshow.
He seemed to have entered a state of ethereal bliss, forgetting everything except his memories. He was unaware that the wind blade had pierced through his heart.
"Tch, what a boring world!"
Seeing the two fall, Erigor retracted his giant scythe, his expression indifferent. In his eyes, reaping two lives was as if it were nothing more than a trivial matter. Wind magic flowed around him, and his figure flashed and disappeared into the air.
However, at the very last moment, Erigor did not see that after Zeros fell, the fleeting light in his slowly closing eyes flickered once more, and did not dissipate until his eyes were completely closed.
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