Uncle and Nephew

Garling brought only Gigue into his Royal Chamber. After the two left, the golden-armored guards, who had been lying on the ground for a long time, finally got up, gasping for breath, and looked reverently at the retreating figures of Garling and Gigue.

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Entering the Royal Chamber, Gigue surveyed the surroundings. Apart from a few decorations, the furniture and walls were all spotless snow white, which was different from the splendor he had imagined.

As the residence of the Figarland Family Head, it seemed a bit too simple.

Garling led the way without a word. His Royal Chamber was very large, and there was even a staircase leading underground.

Upon reaching the basement, a large black door appeared before Gigue. For some reason, Gigue suddenly felt a sense of weakness.

The closer he got to the door, the stronger this feeling of weakness became. Gigue could only stand there by sheer willpower.

Garling, however, showed no signs of discomfort. He turned and glanced at Gigue, saying, "Do you feel like your body is going limp?"

Gigue pressed his hand against the wall to keep himself from falling and nodded slightly, asking, "The material of this door is Seastone, isn't it?"

"That's right. Its purity is very high, and its suppression of Ability Users is extremely strong. It can even make Ability Users lose their powers without contact. At the same time, it is one of the hardest substances in the world."

Gigue tried to activate his powers, only to find that, as Garling had said, not even a trace of black energy appeared on his body. He couldn't use the power of the Dark-Dark Fruit at all.

Not only could he not use his powers, but it also made Gigue's body even weaker. He stumbled and almost fell to the ground.

Garling had anticipated this situation. He stepped forward and supported Gigue, who was breathing heavily. "Sorry, Uncle Garling, I really can't muster any strength," Gigue said.

Garling chuckled and shook his head, saying, "No need to apologize. You've done very well. Gurando was even worse than you are now back then."

"Was he an Ability User?"

"He wasn't before he came here. He took that Devil Fruit from inside the door, the Paramecia-type: Blood-Blood Fruit."

Gigue narrowed his eyes. This was an unfamiliar Devil Fruit to him.

But one thing he was sure of was that since this fruit was taken from this secret room of the Figarland Family, its power would definitely not be inferior to those fruits from God Valley back then.

Garling's next words confirmed this.

"The previous Family Head, your grandfather, was a Blood-Blood Fruit Ability User. After he died, the family spent a great deal of effort to retrieve the fruit. Gurando took a liking to it, so I gave it to him."

Gigue had no real memories of his grandfather, as no one in the family ever mentioned him since he could remember. He couldn't help but ask, "The power of this fruit must be very strong. Why didn't Uncle Garling want to eat it himself?"

Garling shook his head and said, "I have no interest in Devil Fruits. Moreover, the power of this fruit is too evil. It erodes the user's mind. My father went completely mad within a few years of becoming an Ability User. If he hadn't regained some consciousness at the last moment, I wouldn't have had the chance..."

Garling stopped there, a look of pain appearing on his face.

Although he didn't continue, Gigue could guess the general situation. Garling had likely killed his own father with his own hands.

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Thinking of this, Gigue's expression became a bit strange. Because in the future, he would also have to kill his own father.

However, in this matter of patricide, Garling was forced, while he would be acting voluntarily.

At this moment, both Garling and Gigue, uncle and nephew, fell into a state of silence. After a while, Gigue spoke first, "Since this fruit is so dangerous, why did you give it to him?"

Garling sighed and said, "Gurando has always been resentful of my taking over as Commander of the Divine Knights. After I became Family Head and gained the right to control this secret room, he proposed that he wanted to obtain this fruit. I originally disagreed."

Gigue curled his lips, thinking, So you still gave him the fruit?

Thinking that Gurando's strength would increase again, Gigue felt a little unhappy and casually asked, "What? Did he kneel down to you?"

Garling was momentarily speechless. He glared at Gigue with mock anger and said, "With his personality, how could he kneel to me? He promised me that as long as I gave him the fruit, he would stop interfering with you. I also wanted to ease our relationship, so I finally agreed."

Garling's voice sounded calm and indifferent, but Gigue's body trembled almost imperceptibly.

He finally understood why Gurando had never made a move against him all these years he had been away.

Garling's words had a profound impact on Gigue. In his two lifetimes, this was the first time he had truly felt the existence of family affection.

Recalling Garling's silent concern and help over the years, Gigue looked at Garling and said softly, "Uncle Garling, thank you."

Garling was taken aback. Although this wasn't the first time Gigue had called him uncle, he could clearly feel that the emotion contained within was completely different.

Because of his childhood experiences, Gigue not only hated Gurando but also developed hostility towards the entire Figarland Family. Therefore, even though Garling had been helping him, there was still an unavoidable barrier in his heart.

Now, after learning what Garling had done for him, this barrier in Gigue's heart completely disappeared.

Garling was quite happy inside, but he had been rather rigid since childhood, rarely showing genuine emotion.

Simply put, he wasn't good at expressing himself.

He awkwardly turned his face away and finally managed to blurt out three words:

"You're welcome."

Without waiting for Gigue's response, he directly took him to the door, pulled a golden key from his pocket, and inserted it into a hidden slot on the door.

Garling turned the key, and a muffled sound came from the large door. He then placed his hand on the door and pushed slightly. The heavy, two-part door slowly opened.

Just by the sound, Gigue knew the door was not light. He couldn't help but think that if it were him, even with the key, he wouldn't have the strength to push this door open.

What would he do when he became the Family Head in the future? Would he have to bring Lucia with him every time he came?

A conflicted expression appeared on Gigue's face. Bringing Lucia was not an issue; Lucia was one of his own.

But what bothered him was the thought of having to lean weakly in Lucia's arms like a little girl and have her open the door for him. That would be too embarrassing