Thunderstorm

"Diana, this guy is actually your father!?"

Arthur looked stunned. He had never expected this man who had suddenly appeared to be his former father-in-law.

Diana:"

Of course, she would not be as foolish as Arthur and actually believe Du Mu's nonsense.

Others might not know her origins, but how could she not know them herself?

Hippolyta had molded her body from clay, and the gods had granted her life and power. That was how she had been born. There was no such thing as a biological father.

It had to be said that Hippolyta's craftsmanship was indeed excellent.

If she had been clumsy, Diana probably would have turned out like that woman. She would not have made a scumbag like Arthur temporarily lose his memory and forget that he already had a betrothal.

Diana merely assumed Du Mu was stubbornly bluffing.

She immediately increased her strength. The golden radiance on the Lasso of Truth grew brighter as she stared at Du Mu and pressed him further.

"Tell me! What is your true identity!?"

Du Mu's voice came in broken fragments. "My true identity... is actually Arthur's biological father."

"What!?"

Arthur had still been watching the spectacle, never expecting the bombshell to suddenly land on his own head.

As Diana's ex-husband, he knew the effects of the Lasso of Truth. It had never made a mistake. Everyone could only speak the truth while bound by it, so...

Arthur looked as though he had been struck by lightning. His lips trembled, his face filled with disbelief.

"Could it be that my biological father wasn't that surface dweller, but this guy?"

He paused, then suddenly thought of something even more terrifying. His face went pale.

"Wait, if this guy is Diana's father and also my father, then Diana and I are... siblings!?"