Stripped City Adra: Father Slayer

Even the druid's elixir could not save the child's life. They had thought the child would die young, but later, his condition inexplicably began to improve.

In exchange, however, the child completely lost his aptitude for magecraft and became an ordinary person.

Orlock was delighted that the child's life had been saved, but no matter how he questioned him, Grivan never told him how that incurable illness had been cured.

Not long afterward, the Abhscion Family became vassals of Animusphere. Upon hearing the news, Orlock more or less understood. Saving the child's life had most likely involved making a deal with the legendary The Fool.

He simply never imagined that losing his aptitude for magecraft would have such an enormous impact on the child's life. Calling it a complete upheaval would not have been an exaggeration.

"Although I had no aptitude for magecraft, I accidentally discovered an ancient scroll hidden within the family. It was horribly damaged and fragmented, but I still obtained what I needed from it."

Glanid let out a cold laugh, his eyes brimming with bloodlust.

"As for my foolish younger brother, all he could think about was that old man's inheritance. Unfortunately for him, I destroyed it long ago. Compared to what I discovered, that inheritance was nothing but trash."

He knew he had not yet reached the valley of death, but no matter what, Grivan, his child, had to live safely.

"Kill Grivan Ashborn—!"

The Familiar answered his call. A fierce gust rose, and the window along with its glass shattered completely. A pitch-black beastly figure landed before him, standing between him and Grivan.

Guranik suddenly stretched out his hand. Blue butterflies fluttered through the air, putting Grivan to sleep before darting into the hole in his chest with lightning speed.

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