Lynn jolted.
Almost immediately, he understood what Sir Awen was trying to tell him.
"There is no way for me to break the Matriarch's curse, because in a sense, I am an Ancient God too. These are the shackles the Dark World placed upon us Ancient Gods. But you are different. Ever since you displayed that series of extraordinary abilities, you have become our only hope of breaking through this curse."
"So you should understand now, shouldn't you? Your safety matters far more than any backlash from the curse that the Matriarch or I might suffer!"
Through the black mist and dust churning amid the explosions, Sir Awen gazed intently at him from afar.
"I didn't come here to deal with the Plague Doctor."
"I came here to protect you."
Those two sentences flooded his entire mind in an instant.
At that moment.
Lynn froze in place.
Even the feathers flying and exploding wildly around him seemed to fade into the background.
If this wasn't love...
Then...
Then what was...?
"Big Brother Awen!!"
At that moment, Lynn was so goddamn moved that his eyes instantly reddened.
Only he knew.
Just how much tear-jerking emotion that cry contained. Sure enough, no matter when or where, the bond between family members was always so pure and moving!
Full-on sobbing.
An eldest brother was like a father!
So this was a father's love?!
Quiet, yet as weighty as a mountain. Not especially fervent, but always giving silently behind your back.
That feeling.
It really had his entire chest churning, almost ready to burst!
So touching!
"My dearest big brother Awen!!"
Lynn stood up with tears in his eyes, shouting as he wiped his snot and spread his arms toward Sir Awen with all the enthusiasm of a twenty-thousand-pound child.
A huge "╬" instantly