Until Death Do Us Part

Rumble—!

The densely packed thunder roared through the sky, scarlet lightning illuminating the faces of the father and daughter below.

Looking at the hand his father extended toward him, Mordred suddenly raised his head, a flicker of stunned disbelief in his eyes.

He had thought that, with his father's usual inability to forgive betrayal, the moment he saw him, he would surely come at him with a murderous, twisted expression and kill him. Never had he expected to see such tenderness on his father's face.

It was nothing like his father's usual stern, imposing, killing aura.

"Why?"

Mordred's lips trembled faintly. Deeply taken aback by his father's words, he wore an expression of utter incomprehension...