I've Surpassed You, Father! (Continued)

Hearing her boss's question, Warfarin pondered for a moment before shaking her head slightly.

She didn't want to comment too much.

After all, Maria often exhibits a rather strange duality.

Sometimes they act ruthlessly, with the goal of killing, while at other times they are extremely tolerant of people.

Furthermore, since Aifanier was the person with the most special relationship with Maria that Warfarin had met in all this time, she didn't know what to say.

All I can say is that the other party is indeed courageous.

But this kind of thing did indeed attract Warfarin even more.

She looked at Maria with curiosity, her face full of amusement.

She was curious: how did Maria plan to deal with her rebellious child?

The answer is... no.

"That's not up to you to decide."

Maria spoke softly, her unique strength evident in every word!

"Um?"

Aifanier frowned.

"You..."

He had just opened his mouth when he suddenly noticed that Maria's eyes were slightly red...

A scarlet...

Although it was only for a moment, Aifanier still felt a chill run down his spine.

Those were the eyes of an evil spirit that had emerged from the battlefield, forged through countless trials.

Purely devoid of any emotion!

When he came to his senses again, he found himself in a completely different place!

"Here..."

Aifanier looked at the ground.

This is a meadow covered with tiny white flowers.

The terrain was relatively flat, but the space was vast, and various weapons surrounded the area.

A gentle breeze blew by, and the little flowers swayed slightly.

"Here..."

Aifanier was stunned; this unprecedented scene left him somewhat dazed.

Behind him, a group of Rhodes Island operators were also amazed by the sight, somewhat lost in thought.

It was at this time...

Clatter...

The sound of footsteps drew the attention of everyone present.

As Maria stepped out, the enormous full moon rested against her back in the sky.

The pale light outlined the hem of her dress, creating a delicate silver-white border.

Her black tricorn hat was slightly raised, revealing her exquisite profile, which seemed completely out of place in the human world...

Calm gaze...

"You..."

This was the first time Aifanier had encountered such an unexpected situation, and he was completely stunned.

Originium Arts?

No... Although he was young, he was still a master of Originium Arts. He was certain that Maria had not used any Originium Arts at all.

That... is it a different type of spell?

But he didn't see Maria make any move.

It seems she only said one sentence, and before she could finish, everyone was pulled here?

Is sound acting as the medium for casting the spell?

But as Banshees, no one on the entire Terra should be more skilled in this area than them, yet he still didn't detect anything unusual about it.

Maria... how did she do that?!

Could it be... a hallucination?

"This is not an illusion."

Just as Aifanier thought he should have reached an answer, Maria anticipated his thoughts and her calm words broke his train of thought.

However, Maria didn't think it was a big deal. Instead, she slowly recounted her past to the person in the world who, besides herself, was probably the only one who still possessed the Cainhurst bloodline.

"Cainhurst... It was originally just the name of a group, but later it became the surname of all of us, and over time, it became the unified name of our race."

"And within it lies a very ancient, almost extinct ritual..."

"After reaching adulthood, one will engage in a fierce battle with one's parents..."

Maria spoke softly, slowly drawing the long sword from her waist.

As she moved, everyone present couldn't help but hold their breath.

Although most of them had never actually seen Maria in battle, the name of the woman, the shadow of the tree, and the legend of Maria filled them with awe for this almost mythical figure.

Especially after seeing the other side actually pick up a weapon, everyone felt an indescribable sense of suffocation.

And Aifanier pursed his lips.

He crouched slightly, preparing for battle.

But Maria remained remarkably calm about it.

"Ultimately, in the very beginning, our existence was to welcome something... It was a kind of morbidly fanatical belief... In the records I've seen, it was initially even demanded that descendants must do everything in their power to kill their parents... Only in this way could they prove that their bloodline was purer..."

"..."

Aifanier did not speak.

He didn't think Maria was saying this at this time to tell him about the history of Cainhurst; Maria must have had her own reasons for doing so.

Judging from the situation at the scene, it is quite obvious.

Maria intends to continue this tradition.

"You want me to fight you?"

Aifanier grinned.

He didn't know how he felt; he could only feel his blood boiling and churning as Maria spoke.

Aifanier never imagined that his blood, too, would possess a kind of self-awareness.

They were overjoyed.

"No... this ritual is meaningless, even foolish and blind."

Maria shook her head slightly, indicating her rejection.

Ultimately, Cainhurst existence was from the very beginning to serve as a vessel for those in Great Ones...

That's why there are all sorts of rules and abilities that are difficult for ordinary people to understand.

However, these rules eventually faded away over time.

On the one hand, it's because the population of Cainhurst is dwindling, to the point of near extinction.

On the other hand... it's also because Maria surpassed everything that anyone before her could have imagined.

As a vessel, she devoured those in Great Ones!

"And you..."

Aifanier somewhat puzzled.

If Maria didn't intend to continue the ceremony, then why did Maria bring it up in the first place?

And they even dragged us all to this place?

"Because you said you didn't want to have the surname Cainhurst."

Maria's voice was calm.

But Aifanier was somewhat puzzled.

"Because of me?"

Did Maria bring me here just because I said that?

How could he not see the connection?

Faced with Aifanier's doubts, Maria only had one sentence to say.

"I won't force you to accept that the Cainhurst name should have long since disappeared with the passage of time, but... whether I want to admit it or not, it's still a mark etched into me."

"I would be happy if you were willing to get rid of this surname."

"But before all that, you must prove to me..."

Maria whispered.

As she spoke, everyone could feel the air around them grow heavy.

The gentle, cool breeze began to stir, and the petals of the surrounding flowers began to flutter in the wind.

Under the moonlight, Maria's profile gradually became clear.

His grey eyes gradually hardened.

Just by standing there, she exudes a powerful aura!

An ancient melody carried on the wind to everyone's ears, and Maria's eyes grew even sharper.

It's like...

A chilling glint that tore through the air!

"Prove to me that you have taken control and broken free from Cainhurst's curse!"

The momentum gradually reached its peak!

Maria didn't really care whether her descendants would share her surname...

In fact, even she has mixed feelings about her surname.

On one hand, this was the culprit behind all the disasters that had befallen her in her long life before she came to Terra.

On the other hand, she was ultimately someone who grew up under Cainhurst's protection.

Nowadays, this surname is no longer just a surname or a simple matter of race.

In a sense, it has become the emblem of Maria.

Anyone who wears the badge is considered one of her.

Maria would naturally be very happy that her child could break free from her and grow up independently.

But before that...

"You must prove to me that the curse flowing in this name and blood will not affect you... You have the strength to face your own life!"

Maria's voice was very soft, almost without strength.

But even these words made everyone tremble as if facing a formidable enemy.

Everyone could sense it.

Maria... she's serious!

Aifanier wants to refuse the surname Cainhurst, he needs to convince Maria!