Bab 141: 077. Hashashins and King Rahamma -1 (Part One)

I furrowed my brows.

Just before I could start grilling the Crown Imperial Prince regarding what he had been doing until now, Ruppel regained consciousness and climbed down from my shoulders, before plopping down on his butt on the ground.

He dazedly stared at White Olfolse before crying out, "F-father?!"

"Hey, it's been a while, son. I see that you're now a fully-grown young man!"

This father of ours... he was actually greeting us back with such a laid-back attitude. His response didn't match a man who's been missing for eleven years, but someone coming home from a business trip that lasted only about a month or so.

I was getting a pretty poor impression of White while staring at him. Even though it's quite a bit of a stretch to call him my father, he was still this body's biological father nonetheless.