423 Transformation Into an Elemental Lord (1/2)

Also, the Golden Sons were very credible. They would try their best to complete their mission after they took it, and they would apologize if they really couldn't.

They were all very capable and polite.

Therefore, many nobles liked hiring the Golden Sons to run errands for them.

Besides, on many occasions, only the Golden Sons could deal with other Golden Sons.

After all, only the undying could defeat the undying.

It was nothing too strange that Alfred hired five players to work for him.

Roland thought that was all. After all, Tobian's death was within his expectations.

But as it turned out, Roland accidentally saw a trending video when he browsed through the forum three days later.

A Son Has Killed His Father For This Reason. You Will Fall Silent After You Read It.

It was one of those articles with a trolling title.

Although he knew that most articles with such titles did not contain any useful information, Roland couldn't help but open it.

What if this one was an exception?

Roland opened the video in the thread and saw a familiar person kneeling inside a room covered in blood and dirt.

There were many bodies around the room. All of them were in magic robes.

The man kneeling on the ground was a big bald man.

He was Tobian!

Briefly stunned, Roland watched on.

In the video, Tobian seemed calm though he was breathing heavily. But of course, he might only be pretending to be calm.

He said, ”Alfred, you might not know our relationship, but I can tell you that you are actually my…”

”I'm your son, right?”

A slightly immature voice said that, and the perspective of the camera moved to Tobian's opposite.

A young man was standing proudly in a white robe, mockery on his face.

”Well…” Tobian finally sounded shocked. ”If you know that, why are you doing this?”

”Why am I doing this?” Alfred chuckled. ”Because I only have one father, and his name is Gavin Munster. What makes you think you can be my father?”

Tobian became agitated, if not angry, after hearing that. ”Why? That worthless man doesn't deserve to be your father at all!”

Alfred burst into rage after hearing that. He ran forward and kicked Tobian in the face, knocking him meters away, blood splashing.

One of the players in the room couldn't help but blow a whistle.

Everybody immediately looked at him.

The player shrugged and seemed rather embarrassed.

Alfred's face was even colder. He gathered a spear of light in his right hand and pierced it through Tobian's left kidney.

Tobian cried miserably and struggled, but he was held tightly by the two players behind him.

Such a wound was grave but not critical for a Master-level professional.

Tobian wailed palely for a while. He then said to Alfred with a miserable smile, ”Do you hate me for not raising you? That's because I didn't learn of your existence until recently. I had no idea that such a humble woman was fortunate enough to carry the baby of a professional.”

Alfred slowly shook his head. His face grew colder and colder, and he stared as Tobian as if he were a maggot.

”Do you know that my father and mother were the people I loved most?” Alfred put on a smile. ”My father was gentle to me all the time. He treated me as his own son even though I wasn't. He only beat me once, when I flirted with a civilian girl of my age who passed by my house at twelve. He slapped me for that. He never physically disciplined me again.”

Tobian burst into laughter. ”That weak man did not even have the courage to piss off civilians after he left Hollevin?”

”That's right. He was afraid.” Alfred suddenly grabbed Tobian's collar and heaved him up, before he roared, ”He was afraid that I would become a scumbag like you, because half of your blood ran in my veins—filthy, unscrupulous, inhuman blood. After the slap, my father hugged me and cried. He cried like a little baby when he was a white-haired old man. Though he became as gentle as before a day later, his tears and his pain are still vivid to me even to this day.”

Tobian found it hard to believe. ”You sympathize with a coward?”

”You haven't figured out why I'm here to kill you even at this moment.” Alfred sneered and said, ”I couldn't believe my ears when my mother told me that my father wasn't my birth father. But I didn't hate you back then. I only wanted to find out who my birth father was. But after I learned what you did to my mother and father, I understood why my father cried so painfully. The filthy blood in my veins was so repulsive that my first reaction was to kill myself.”

Tobian seemed even more frightened. ”You wanted to kill yourself when you're my only descendant? Why would you kill yourself when you can inherit everything of mine?”

”But I thought it through later.” Alfred threw Tobian to the floor and looked down at him. ”No matter whose blood flows in my veins, my soul will always be Gavin Munster's son. The body ages and withers, but the soul never changes.”