《Opening an orphanage in another world》Chapter 470: Going to Lyrue inside Mountain Kingdom part 15
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[Somewhere in Lyrue]
[Karon point of view]
So... He's here and without a doubt, controlling all these dragons here. That curses father of mine. Every single time I think of him, the blood all over my body will flow rapidly into my head, fueling my anger more and more. If it was me few years ago, I might just rush there alone and confront him, but thanks to Grandpa Filvisar guidance
(Take a deep breath and calm down...) [Karon]
Dodge any incoming attack from the dragons or simply block them. Of course, like Grandpa Filvisar said, emotions are indeed a powerful tools that if utilize correctly, will be a huge asset and bring multiple benefits, but it's a double edge sword after all, and thus, no matter how furious or clouded my mind now is, and no matter how difficult it is for me to calm down, I have to...
"Flower. Surround him" [Farhah]
This is... Farhah's technique. She created few flowers just beside me. Silver colour flowers like that of a mirage mana, no, it does actually contain mirage mana. It doesn't smell that strongly, probably tailored to my liking, and most importantly
"Are you still furious?" [Farhah]
"No. I ain't. Thank you" [Karon]
"Still... I'll try to find your father As fast as I can. In the meantime, you better call either Brother Ash, Lara or Nara for help. I'm sure they are the only one that can effectively bring down your father... The Serial killer dwarf" [Farhah]
"Exactly what I am thinking right now" [Karon]
Back then, six years ago, Mother Aries and all of us supported Lara and Nara during the fight against my father, and using the blessing from the God of Death, Lara and Nara manage to injured the soul of my father directly.
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I wasn't so sure regarding it back then, but now, I'm certain. Using the lost racial magic of the dwarf, which Lara and Nara coined it as puppet magic during the said fight, he manipulated his own soul and body, making them into that of a doll or simply puppet that will keep going, no matter how broken he is. That's why, no matter how severely injured he was, or no matter how many times he is about to be greeted by the God of Death, he survived. He survived because he manipulated his body and souls to stay here in this world, forever. A strange way to gain immortality, at least that's what we came to understood.
(And according to Saint Louis and Saintess Rumia, the only power capable of dealing with this kind of issues is the power from God of Life or God of Death) [Karon]
Obviously I can't and I won't ask the help from the God of Life. She is after all, the fallen god itself now, seeking to destroy this world with her accursed devils. So now, my only options is
"Understood. Then I shall go and..." [Ash]
""No!!"" [Lara, Nara]
""!!"" [Ash, Karon]
A strong no coming from the twin echoes through my phone. Brother Ash wanted to go with me to support me in my fight against my father, instead
"We will go..." [Lara]
"To settle the unfinished business with him" [Nara]
The two said, with confident and unwavering voices. I'm not exactly sure what motivates those two. Unlike me, who saw my own mother's death by the hand of that damned Serial killer dwarf, Lara and Nara doesn't really have a good reason to intervene. True, I appreciate their help as fellow siblings, but their motivation just now just doesn't sit right with me. There is a sincere feeling, of fellow siblings helping each other out, yes, but more like, more like, more like what they said just now. They wanted to finish this once and for all
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"Found him!" [Farhah]
Farhah shout loudly.
"Really!" [Karon]
""Where!?"" [Lara, Nara]
"It's hard to describe. He is definitely here, inside the ancient tunnel that's here in this country. Instead of telling you... Wood Fairies. Go and guide them!" [Farhah]
A wise choice coming from her. Instead of haphazardly guiding us when she can't really put it in word herself, she created three wood fairies, that is unlike Calypso. Instead, it resembles Housey floating magic core, in addition to some fairy like wings made out of vine. Still, I can clearly feels her power as the Avery, the Queen of Elves inside the three wood fairies. One of it stay here by my side while the other two make their way amidst the chaos caused by the fake doppelgangers dragons that are currently rampaging through this whole country
~ROAR~
As if knowing what will happen, the dragons begin concentrating their attacks toward the three of us, but
"I won't let you!" [Farhah]
Farhah quickly create a small forest covering me, the dragons try their best to burn it down, and they succeed but the main reason why they succeeded is simply because
"Now take this!" [Farhah]
Farhah simply use the burning tree containing the mana of those dragons against them. The trees coils around them, inflicting damage upon damage against them.
As for Lara and Nara
"Go!" [Singa]
"We will create a diversion for you!" [Savel]
"Make sure to come back safely!" [Sachmis]
""Hmm!!"" [Lara, Nara]
And now, all three of us enter the nearest entrance to the ancient tunnel of this country. I can sense some of our fellow siblings trying to find their way also, trying to search the damn serial killer dwarf but
"Don't. This is our fight. Your information just now is more than enough. Please, trust us" [Karon]
"As Karon said" [Lara]
"Leave the rest to us" [Nara]
That's our last line, before the communication suddenly being cut off, and
"You're late" [Serial killer dwarf]
"Father..." [Karon]
Before he suddenly appear, no... He's been expecting us all along. Once again, my blood boil, but unlike last time, I'm sure I can control it better, and use it to
"This is the end of your life, serial killer dwarf!" [Karon]
I bring my hammer out and start coordinating with Lara and Nara for our next move
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