Some time later, inside the parlor of the villa within the Marquis's mansion.
Tyr and Sevira sat on one sofa, while Avia and Mia stood respectfully behind them, keeping their eyes lowered in silent deference.
Lanier and Ivelina sat on another. With a look of deep heartache, Ivelina was using holy water to wipe the bruises on Lanier's face.
“Does it hurt? Here, tell me if it hurts. I'll be gentler.”
“Hiss... hiss... there's still a bit of pain.”
“My dear, be gentler.”
“Alright, don't move, or I might touch the wound again.”
Watching this scene made Carenna roll her eyes. She hadn't actually hit him that hard earlier. Lanier only looked pitiful, but in truth, he was barely injured at all.
With Lanier's Ninth Circle realm, recovering would take him mere minutes.
And even if Lanier were truly injured, sister, you could just heal him with holy magic! Is holy water really what you should be using?
To put it simply, holy water was just water infused with a portion of holy magic's power. Its primary purpose was for those who could not utilize Holy Power themselves.
Ivelina was a Holy Mage, yet here she was, holding a cotton ball and using holy water to treat Lanier's wounds?
If there was one word that could perfectly describe Carenna's current state of mind, it was definitely “speechless.”
And listening to the two of them play off each other like this, why did she feel such an ache in her teeth?
“Lenore, prepare a room for me. I want to stay here for a few days.”
Lenore was Ivelina's personal maid.
“Yes, Lady Saintess.”
Lenore first stole a glance at Ivelina. Seeing her mistress nod slightly, she finally turned and led Carenna away to prepare the guest room.
“Phew, alright.”
Once Carenna had left, the lovey-dovey couple immediately separated.
Just as Carenna had thought, with Lanier's realm, he wasn't injured at all, and Ivelina had no need to use holy water to help him heal.
The only reason they were putting on this act was to prevent Carenna from attacking again.
Knowing his parents' personalities all too well, Tyr had seen right through them from the very beginning.
“Oh, my dear son, long time no see.”
Lanier stood up, wanting to give Tyr a bear hug.
“You are acting so fake. Besides, shouldn't you treat the bruises on your face first?”
Although Lanier wasn't actually hurt, walking around with his face swollen like a pig's head was hardly elegant.
“No way. What if Lady Carenna hasn't fully vented her anger yet? If she sees that I've recovered, she might just beat me up again.”
Lanier shrugged. This was the best way to ensure his personal safety.
Compared to Lanier, Ivelina was much more direct.
She stood up, walked over, and pulled Tyr directly into her arms.
“My dear Tyr, long time no see. Welcome home.”
Tyr could hear the tremble in Ivelina's voice.
Feeling the familiar yet slightly foreign embrace, Tyr also raised his arms and hugged her back.
“I'm back, Mother.”
Beside them, Sevira watched the hugging pair, her mind beginning to wander. She missed her own parents terribly as well.
Fortunately, before long, she would also be able to see the parents she thought of day and night.
“Mother, Father, this is Sevira.”
After Ivelina let go of Tyr, he introduced Sevira to his parents.
“Hello, Uncle Lanier, Aunt Ivelina.”
Sevira immediately stood up and greeted them, her movements a little stiff and formal.
“Hello, Sevira. Don't be nervous. Sit down, make yourself at home,” Ivelina said with a smile, pulling Sevira down to sit.
Lanier was also very pleased that Tyr had made a friend in the Sword Prison. Back when he was in the Sword Prison, he had also had one or two friends.
It was just that they had ultimately died in the Callis family's succession struggle. Although Lanier had later avenged them, it was from that moment on that he truly realized the cruel and bloody nature of the Grand Election.
It could be said that his decision to run away in the end was largely related to this.
“Also, this is my partner, Ao Chen.”
Pointing to the Five-Clawed Golden Dragon on his shoulder, Tyr introduced Ao Chen to his family.
“Is this... a snake? But why does it have legs?”
Lanier and Ivelina both froze when they saw Ao Chen on Tyr's shoulder.
As Ninth Circle transcendents and high nobles, they were quite knowledgeable, yet they had never seen a magical beast like the one on Tyr's shoulder.
If they had to pick the creature from their memories that resembled it most, it would be a snake.
But snakes didn't have legs.
Moreover, Ao Chen's head looked completely different from a snake's, and he actually had horns on his head.
“You're the snake! Yours truly is a dragon! A dragon!”
Hearing someone call him a snake, Ao Chen immediately flew into a rage.
“A dragon? I recall dragons don't look like this. They are bloated and have a pair of wings.”
With Lanier's realm, he had naturally dealt with giant dragons before.
He had even fought one. It had to be said that giant dragons were indeed the darlings of magic.
Fortunately, the bloodline and training methods of House Callis were powerful enough, and Lanier had ultimately won.
After that battle ended, the giant dragon had said, “You are so powerful that you don't seem like a human.”
If nothing else, his physical body had actually been able to clash head-on with a giant dragon, even making it feel a sharp, stinging pain. It was simply ridiculous.
“Because they aren't dragons at all! They're just a bunch of oversized, four-legged lizards. Remember, only something like me is called a dragon.”
“The 'Dragon' of the divine dragons.”
Ao Chen crossed his front claws, putting on an extremely arrogant posture.
“They are both dragons, just different species,”
Tyr found it difficult to explain the differences between the two worlds to Lanier in a short time, so he simply said this.
“I see.”
Lanier nodded thoughtfully. Putting everything else aside, just based on this inexplicable pride alone, Lanier was already beginning to believe that it was indeed a dragon.
In the evening, Tyr was called to the study by Lanier.
“Father, you called for me.”
Tyr walked into the study, rarely seeing such a serious expression on Lanier's face.
“Let me examine your body.”
Lanier walked up to Tyr and placed his hand on his shoulder, his magic power slowly flowing into Tyr's body.
As the magic power flowed in, Lanier quickly gained a clear understanding of the state of Tyr's body.
This included the Taiji diagram slowly rotating at his heart.
Looking at the Taiji diagram, Lanier felt a strange aura radiating from it, causing him to daze for a moment.
He felt a flash of insight flicker across his mind, but when he tried to grasp it, it vanished without a trace.
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