Dago understood this perfectly well, but he did not care.
From the moment he stepped into the castle, the memories belonging to the original "Dago" had constantly supplied him with all manner of strange and peculiar revelations, trivial and complicated.
If all these matters were written down on paper, it would probably make for a very long "last wishes" list.
And all he could do was patiently fulfill them one by one.
When Baron Feliers finished speaking of the last matter, he looked at Dago and hesitantly asked, "Now that you've returned, will you be leaving again?"
"Of course."
Dago nodded. "I can only stay for a while. And after I leave this time, I probably won't return for a very long time. However, before I go, I'll do my best to arrange everything properly."
A disappointed expression immediately appeared on Baron Feliers's face.
Though he did not know much about wizards, judging from the almost worshipful respect that witch from the Rogue Adventurers' Group showed Dago, his second son might already have climbed to a very high position in the world of wizards.
If Dago were willing to remain, he could hardly imagine how prosperous the Heka Family would become.
What a pity...
Soft sobbing from a woman echoed through the hall.
Dago turned his head and quietly looked at the dignified, beautiful woman seated beside the long table, wiping away her tears with a handkerchief.
After thinking for a moment, he finally could not help but say, "Mother."
The beautiful woman stopped crying and raised her red-rimmed eyes to look at him.
"Where is Lier?"
Dago spoke a name.
Baron Feliers had seven wives. During the six years Dago had been away from home, that number had grown to twelve.
He had children in droves, yet in the