The news that Zhao Si had returned with Mohg alive was not widely publicized.
Morgott and Mohg's existence had always been a secret of the Golden Lineage.
Officially, Godwyn was an only child and had no such brothers.
The identities of these two Omen Children had yet to be formally acknowledged.
So it was not suitable to publicize it.
Otherwise, Miquella's Knight capturing a Demigod alive would have been quite a feat to trumpet.
They could have celebrated for days.
Zhao Si handed Mohg over to Godwyn, and that was the end of his involvement.
Naturally, Godwyn and Miquella would deal with Mohg.
After Mohg regained consciousness, he looked at the tall, imposing Godwyn and said groggily, "Ah, big brother?"
"My dear little brother, it really has been a long time." Godwyn looked down at him with a smile.
Mohg gave an awkward grin. "Um, big brother, could you untie me first?"
The Shackles bound his hands and connected to his neck, leaving him unable to move.
His back hurt too, as though some strange foreign object was inside his body.
He could no longer hear the voice of the Formless Mother, which he had often heard before.
It was too quiet, so quiet that Mohg began to panic.
He had long grown used to someone whispering in his ear from time to time. Now that he could not hear it, he felt uncomfortable all over.
He could not quite work out what had happened.
"Untie you so you can cause everyone more trouble?" Godwyn crouched down to meet Mohg's eyes. "You're lucky to be alive. That knight of Miquella's hits especially hard. Even Radahn couldn't take it."
Beside him, Miquella said, "Judging from his wounds, the horns on his head must have protected him. Besides, the Aspects of the