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Chapter 96: Chapter 92: Pointing the Way (Vote for us with your monthly ticket!)

“Dad!”

Byrne, who was concentrating on controlling the flames on the lawn, suddenly heard his son’s voice beside his ear.

The seven-year-old chubby Darren came running over, pitter-pattering, with his servant jogging behind him.

Chubby Darren chuckled and reached out his hand, eager to touch the flames that Byrne had created and that floated in the air, his plump face full of curiosity.

Byrne manipulated the flames away from his son’s hand and immediately warned, “Don’t touch them, fire can hurt you.”

Chubby Darren looked puzzled and, still looking displeased, lowered his hand, asking in wonderment, “Aren’t those flames controlled by you, Dad? Can they still hurt me?”

Byrne nodded and explained, “Of course, they are weapons.”

“And the purpose of weapons is to harm people; anyone who approaches them carelessly will get injured.”

Darren nodded, his young mind still unfettered; he suddenly asked another question.

“Dad, why did Mom go back to Fein City, and why won’t she take me and my sister with her?”

Byrne fell silent for a while, then carefully formulated his words:

“Because your mother was not happy here, there are no friends for her in Nasir Town.”

And there was another important reason, the education of both you and Lilian had been forcefully handed over to Irene instead of her.

Byrne could understand Margaret’s pain; she had hardly any friends here and the living environment was not as good as in Fein, and most importantly, she couldn’t educate the children herself.

Over the years, Margaret had argued with him several times about this, insisting that at least she should raise Lilian, hoping to share the faith in the Moon Lady with her daughter.

However, Byrne finally revealed an uncompromising and ungentle side.

“No.”

Thus, she finally felt like a complete outsider in this town, as if her sole purpose was to bear children for the Fischer family.

On countless nights, Margaret became increasingly aware that the man who was once so familiar to her was becoming a stranger, with too many things being kept secret within the family.

So, she hoped to have a frank and earnest talk with Byrne.

However, the communication between them was not smooth.

Many questions Byrne simply couldn’t answer, unable to be truly sincere with his family.

Therefore, when the Fischer family held a family lunch a year ago, Margaret publicly proposed to go back to Fein City to see the Hoffman family—Byrne was silent for a moment, still reluctantly agreeing with a forced smile.

Chris had quietly gone to Fein City to investigate Margaret and came back to inform him that she hadn’t had an affair and had not uncovered any secrets of the Fischer’s.

Of course, Byrne knew of his wife’s loyalty; she was just very tired and disappointed.

At only seven years old, Darren still couldn’t understand the situation with his parents at all.

He just thought it was strange that even though his mother loved him and Lilian very much, she still left this place.

Vanessa walked over with her hands behind her back, and calmly said beside Byrne:

“My lord, people from the Kesse family have come to negotiate, wanting to trade back those two Extraordinary Exponents from the knight clans.”

The two murderers from the knight families were tied up in the town center for days and nights, almost tortured beyond recognition by the enraged townsfolk, barely clinging to life.

If it weren’t for Irene, even their last breath wouldn’t have been preserved.

The Fischer family’s official statement was that they were illegal Extraordinary Exponents who suddenly invaded Nasir Town and attacked the Fischer family; they were arrested, and the town chief and the sheriff conducted the trial—everything was legal and compliant.

After hearing this, Byrne nodded calmly and waved his hand for the servants to take Darren away.

“Who has come to negotiate?”

Vanessa answered, “It’s someone from the Leander family, Baron Leander.”

“Oh?”

The identity of the visitor greatly surprised Byrne, and astonishment was clear in his eyes.

He had long known that the Kesse family had a history of conflict with the Leander family, and even members of the Leander family lost their lives in those clashes.

Why would Baron Leander be the one negotiating?

Byrne felt there must be a reason.

“Hmm, let me meet him.”

Byrne quickly arrived in the parlor and saw the slightly chubby and smiling Baron Leander sitting on the sofa.

He exuded a merchant’s aura from head to toe; if he stood next to sea merchant John, strangers guessing who the real merchant was would probably unanimously declare Baron Leander as such.

Baron Leander looked happy, as if seeing Byrne in the parlor was a joyous affair.

“Baron Byrne, we meet again at last—it’s a relief that we are not enemies!”

He continued with a frown and a touch of schadenfreude, shaking his head:

“Alas, but for you, the situation is not good, for being an enemy of the Kesse family indeed spells great misfortune.”

“In fact, you might not be fully aware that the Kesse family can be considered a vassal of Viscount Garcia.”

When Baron Leander mentioned this family name, Byrne immediately furrowed his brow, deep in thought.