My father?
Jiang Hao looked at Luca.
Although Moradin bore the title Father of Dwarves, that did not mean dwarves called him Father. They usually called him God or My Lord. Only those with divine blood in their veins, or first-generation dwarves Moradin had created by hand, could call him "my father."
He has no divine blood, so he isn't Moradin's descendant. That means he must be a first-generation dwarf Moradin created by hand.
But didn't the first-generation dwarves die out long ago?
Those dwarves left the stage once they had given birth to the second generation. For beings who never reached the level of a demigod, hundreds of thousands of years were enough to die thousands of times over.
Thoughts racing, Jiang Hao performed a divination on Luca. Then he smiled and said,
"Your father and I have no connection, but your mother and I are allies."
"Besides, Moradin won't sense it when I speak his name."
His divination showed that Luca would celebrate his first birthday in Galloway City.
In other words, Luca had only just been born. By human reckoning, he was still an infant.
Given that Lady of Night had previously seized the authority of Dwarf Creator from Moradin, the truth was obvious.
Luca was a first-generation dwarf created by Lady of Night. She had probably done it to gain control of the authority of Dwarf Creator as quickly as possible.
Mother? Luca's heart tightened, and wariness entered his eyes.
In his earliest memory, the High Priest had held him in his arms and told him that Moradin was his creator and father. But the memories he had been born with told him that his creator was female, and Moradin had never appeared in a female form.
And as for "Moradin won't sense it when I