Chapitre 1077: Father?

Lyon and his companions found themselves in an open field, surrounded by vast stretches of untouched wilderness. There was no sign of civilization, no trace of life as far as the eye could see. The meadow they stood in was bathed in soft, golden sunlight, and a gentle breeze rustled the tall grasses.

Lyon held the tome in his hand, its ancient pages seemingly brimming with secrets. The weight of it was both tangible and metaphorical, a symbol of the risks they had taken and the mysteries that lay ahead.

Cecile chimed, "Are you sure you want to meet him? The last time I remember, things were not going well for you two."

Lyon glanced at Cecile, his expression a mix of determination and caution. He knew that meeting with his old acquaintance wouldn't be without its challenges, but he also believed that it was a necessary step in uncovering the mysteries surrounding the tome.