Chapitre 1344: A Certain Letter

"Well done, Neron… though you didn't have to go that far."

As Mordred approached his smiling son, he cast a concerned gaze on the flames that still licked the grass around.

With a single thought, he extinguished it and restored the burned grass to their prime state.

The same restoration applied to the shattered earth that disfigured the perfect landscape

It was almost as if no fight had happened just moments earlier.

"Did I hurt your pride?" Neron smiled as he looked at the last of the Golem's parts turning into nothing but Mana Particles.

"Did you, now?"

Once he heard the amused words of his father, Neron turned to see Mordred smiling at him.

"So, what do you think?" Neron asked with bright eyes—despite his pure dark irises containing no light.

Somehow, he had grown attached to his father's opinions.