Five Elders Teach Their Son

Welcome dinner at the top of Fostadu

"Sordil, I heard from Dad that you used Augmented Magic to copy all of Dad and the others' abilities?"

Looking at Diphiya, who seemed like a woman grieving in her boudoir, Sordil asked with a puzzled expression, "Yes, is there a problem?"

"Then why don't you copy my ability?"

"Your abilities are exactly the same as Old Man Hadessta's. I've already copied Old Man Hatista's abilities, so why would I need to copy yours?"

"Then why didn't you just copy my abilities back then, instead of going to Dad?"

"Because you weren't there!"

Hearing Sordil's blunt reply, Diphiya felt like her insides were about to explode, but since he hadn't said anything wrong, she could only grit her teeth and swallow it down. After swallowing back a mouthful of blood, Diphiya asked another question that had been driving her crazy for a long time.

"Sordil, do you like Grandiere?"

"Yes!"

"Why?"

"Why what?"

"Why do you like Grandiere, but not..."

The previously aggressive Diphiya suddenly stopped speaking, and after a long pause, she uttered the last word, "I," in a voice barely audible. Unfortunately, Sordil didn't hear the last word, so he filled in the blanks himself and replied, "Sister Yelibell is indeed very good, but I still like Grandiere. However, besides Grandiere, I also have feelings for Irene, but I can't have my cake and eat it too, so I've decided..."

"Bang!"

I've decided you should die!

Unable to tolerate Sordil's womanizing ways any longer, Diphiya punched him, sending him crashing to the ground, before storming off to Hadessta's side. Everyone at the banquet stopped drinking and turned their attention to Sordil on the ground and the furious Diphiya.

"Diphiya, what are you doing?"

"Dad, I... I..."

Seeing Diphiya's flushed face and speechless expression, Hadessta had no choice but to explain to everyone helplessly, "I'm so sorry, everyone! My daughter and son are always mischievous, and we've startled you all!"

After learning it was just a squabble between siblings, the atmosphere at the banquet returned to normal, and Igneel and the others resumed their feasting. Rubbing his aching head, Sordil struggled to his feet, inwardly grumbling about the Mother Tyrant Diphiya.

"That Diphiya, really! I told her I wouldn't two-time, why did she still beat me up, and so hard at that! Besides, even if I really was two-time, shouldn't it be Grandiere and Irene be the ones beating me up? What's she so angry about? Wait, could it be..."

The terrifying thought that had popped into his mind sent a chill down Sordil's spine. To confirm his suspicion, Sordil disregarded his surroundings and switched to his "Poison Dragon Mode," listening intently to the whispers of those around him.

"That big idiot Sordil likes someone else but not me! It's infuriating!"

After confirming that his guess was accurate, Sordil felt a chill run down his spine. As the saying goes, misfortunes never come singly. So, in the next few minutes, a series of bad news arrived for Sordil.

"So it turns out that young master Sordil doesn't like Miss Diphiya. Does that mean I still have a chance?"

"That bastard Sordil, he already has me, Diphiya, and Murellia, yet he still dares to flirt and philander outside."

"Hmph! Don't think that knowing me long ago will be of any use to you guys. Brother Sordil will definitely belong to me!"

"Forget it! With so many people caring about him, I should step aside, otherwise..."

Faced with such a massive and complex amount of information, Sordil felt his trigeminal nerves were about to overload and explode. In this situation, Sordil just wanted to shout, "What the hell are you all?! I've been so careful to avoid you all and Grandiere, why did things still turn out like this?"

"No, if this continues, won't I become the Number Two 'Cute King'? If things develop like that, how can I live up to my life motto, 'I'd rather have one heart and stay together until our hair turns white'? It seems it's time to sever these ties of affection with the sword of wisdom!"

Just as Sordil made up his mind to "choose only one from among many," the grand finale of the banquet finally began. Under the leadership of Commander Wattster, Old Man's Legion successfully surrounded the Grandiere Highlands and then launched a long-planned attack.

"Miss Grandiere (can I call her that?), I often hear Sordil talk about you, how good you are to him, how you take care of him. I've always wanted to find an opportunity to thank you, but I haven't had the time. Well, taking advantage of this dinner, Sordil and I, these unreliable old men, will raise a toast to you to express our gratitude."

Faced with this sudden attack, Grandiere panicked instantly. She quickly raised her glass to toast Wattster and the other four. As she toasted, she said, "Uncle, Aunt, you flatter me. I only did my best and didn't help him much. On the contrary, Sordil helped me a lot."

The corps commander gave him a look, Cannon Fodder One, Gilkunis, immediately spoke up, "Grandiere, don't be modest! We know how naughty our rascal is. He must have caused you a lot of trouble, right?"

"Uncle, Sordil is usually very steady and cautious, and he hasn't caused any trouble."

After the Number One cannon fodder failed, the Number Two cannon fodder, Woodman, immediately took his place.

"Alright, Grandiere, stop covering for that brat! He's always so stubborn and never listens to advice; how can he not get into trouble?"

"Uncle, I'm not covering for him. Sordil really hasn't caused any trouble. If you don't believe me, you can ask my friends."

Seeing that Woodman and the others still refused to believe him, Grandiere pointed at Igneel and the others. With this, the Number Two cannon fodder was defeated, and only the vanguard general Hadessta could intervene.

"Grandiere, we don't need to worry about other things, but Sordil is extremely oblivious when it comes to matters of love and sex. We're afraid he might offend you in that regard."

Having his sore spot touched, Grandiere's face instantly turned pale. Seeing this, General Radel of the central army immediately seized the opportunity and launched a charge.

"It seems that little rascal Sordil has really offended you, young lady. You wait here, I'll go and teach him a lesson right away!"

Grandiere was about to stop Radel, Grand Marshal Wattster immediately launched an interception, successfully covering the central army's movements.

"Grandiere, you don't need to lift a finger. We'll definitely help you get revenge!"

Alas, another unexpected disaster strikes! Young Master Sordil hadn't even recovered from his 'heartfelt teasing' when he was met with a devastating blow from his own father. The series of events left him completely bewildered. It wasn't until Radel's second punch was right in front of him that Sordil regained a sliver of his senses and remembered to dodge.

"You little brat, I'm going to hit you, and you dare to dodge?"

"Dad, what did I do wrong that you hit me?"

"You know perfectly well what you did wrong!"

"Ouch! Dad, be gentle!"

"Auntie, please make Uncle stop!"

"No way! This brat doesn't even know how to appreciate a girl as good as you, and he still dares to offend you. We won't let him off easily this time!"

"Exactly! We must not let him off lightly! Radel, go even harder!"