"Yes."
Babayak let out a long sigh, his slightly clouded eyes filled with melancholy.
"Now that I've told you the truth, do you think I'm an unfit father?"
Arost staggered half a step back, unable to speak for a moment.
To him, the Emperor before him was practically an elder who had watched him grow up.
In his mind, Babayak had always possessed a gentle and magnanimous nature.
Like water that nourished all things.
Only at certain moments would it reveal a frightening edge!
But now—
Babayak had personally admitted that, before carrying out the Heaven-Opener Plan, he had already known that Orouak would meet the end of body and soul alike.
This was no different from shattering Arost's entire image of Babayak!
The water that nourished all things had become poison capable of corroding everything at any moment!
Just how hard did this Goblin Emperor's heart have to be to decide to kill his own son?!
After a long silence, Arost slowly spoke.
"Whether you are a competent father or not is not for me to judge."
"But I think you must have had your reasons for doing this."
Babayak nodded and shifted his gaze away from Arost's face.
"Do you want to hear them?"
Arost's state of mind had turned somewhat cold by then, like a furnace that had burned through all its firewood.
Still, he did not show much of it on his face. He merely nodded.
"As long as it won't make me miss any critical moment."
"Kratos and the others won't arrive that quickly." A strained smile appeared on Babayak's wrinkled face. "And my reasons are not particularly long."
Arost did not respond, answering Babayak only with silence.
The aged Goblin Emperor did not mind such details and continued.
"Thanks to the legacy of the