"Red, you scared the children."
Hades laughed.
"They are...?"
Redfield looked at Hades in surprise. He seemed to have a guess, but found it hard to believe.
"That's right. They're all my children."
That revelation sent a small shock through Red's heart.
Hades was only thirty, yet he already had so many children.
Judging by their ages, they were hardly little anymore.
In other words, Hades had already been the father of many children during his time with the Rocks Pirates.
"And these are only some of them. A few of my children aren't here."
Two figures soon caught Redfield's attention.
Their blood-red hair gave him a faint sense of familiarity.
The Blood Tribe possessed powerful vitality. Red hair was one of their defining traits, a manifestation of their innate gifts.
Their most fundamental trait, however, was their special blood.
Still, there were plenty of red-haired people out on the seas. Throughout his journey, Redfield had also been searching for traces of the Blood Tribe.
After hundreds upon thousands of years, pure-blooded members of the Blood Tribe had all but vanished. Even Redfield himself was not pure-blooded.
But anyone with red hair and special blood that displayed the tribe's traits could be considered a member of the Blood Tribe.
It was much like how those with horns on their heads were Oni, while those with dragon scales on their bodies were Dragon People.
The Oni had evolved from ancient giants. The earliest Oni had all been taller than even members of the Giant Tribe.
Oars the "Continent-Puller" had perfectly inherited the bloodline of those first Oni.
Kaido, in essence, was also a hybrid of Oni and human.
Redfield had found none of his own people throughout his journey.
Yet he had encountered them in the Kronos Kingdom. It had to