Chapter 125 125: Father Of The End - Part 2

Her mother walked around free from the pressure, even if Aldan wanted to pressure this woman. She would only slap him like a fool and sit on his back like a queen. Her eyes narrowed upon watching the flow of aura around her son-in-law. Although his form had changed, he was still a handsome young man in her eyes.

'He looks so cool! Haha, good, my little Ifritah has the best taste. I know she's watching somewhere…. Why does that girl still roam around in her child form in this world? That dragon she showed is me! Stupid little girl, how cute, so old, yet still loves her mommy!'

"Huh? What's this sense of fear? My son-in-law, what are you doing?"

Vincent focused his mind on a specific shape. He once cast this spell with the help of the system and his sins. It was not something he was proud of, but the system and his bloodline taught most of his chants and spells, and he needed more vision and ability to use them to the fullest.

Now he wanted to cast with his power and ability! Thus began drawing in anima and mana from the surrounding environment. He could feel the power swirling within him, a potent mix of magical energy waiting to be unleashed.

'Please don't notice!'

He raised his hands, focusing on the spell he wanted to cast. It was a flame spell, one of the most powerful in his arsenal. He had named it Anima Flare, and it was a spell that required a great deal of control and precision.

"Oh? Does my little girl make you feel that good? Haha, she is so adorable. You can raise your arms despite my pressure. I will give you 1 point. Try harder!"

Vincent closed his eyes, taking a deep breath as he gathered the anima and mana inside of him. He could feel the heat building within him, a burning sensation threatening to consume him.

'Think, feel! I must learn how the spells feel, what they invoke in me! The beings I will fight are too powerful to chant like a fool! Never stop; use this man, my amazing father-in-law, as my grinding stone!'

But he held on, focusing all his will and determination on the spell. He could feel the magic taking shape. A swirling mass of energy pulsed with raw power. The sheer force of his father-in-law worked both against him and aided him at the same time.

Aldan began to smirk and felt the explosive power of his future son. He never had the chance to have one, and they both told a lie to him; that was, someone could still bring them back to life. This might cause him to change his actions. This was a test and a surprise for their future son and cute daughter.

'Let's hope they find the funny side. My son seems the type to keep grudges…. I don't want to be beaten up as an older man…. So let's beat him up while I am still stronger, haha!'

'There! I can feel it, not the system or my daemon bloodlines anima flare! But my own! Let's do it! Show me my potential!'

With a cry of determination, Vincent released the spell. The anima and mana burst from him in an undulating flame, engulfing everything in its path.

"Anima Flare!"

"Aldan, back away!"

Aine, her mother, flashed forward, grabbing her husband's collar. She tossed her husband into the distance as her left arm flicked and formed a flame barrier. Despite being spirits, they could be destroyed, and then neither of them could reincarnate again, leaving a permanent scar on her daughter.

The Anima Flare was a spell of pure destruction, a weapon of devastating power. It burned everything it touched, leaving nothing but ash in its wake. Vincent watched with awe as the spell spread, destroying everything in its path.

And when it was over, all left was a charred landscape, a testament to the power of Vincent's magic. His body stumbled, empty of all power, both the huge pressure from Aldan and using only his own body and ability to perform the spell drained him. He had cast the Anima Flare, and it had been beautiful.

Aldan appeared in front of Vincent as his body fell. Not even the strength to stand. Thankfully, Efrita also saw these scenes and felt shocked. The cute twin-tailed Ifritah hid behind a tree several hundred metres away. She then tried to dash out of the forest to escape before an iron claw grasped her face.

"Oh no, you don't. How long has it been since you saw mommy? Tell me, are you a big girl now after sleeping with a boy and don't need to greet me?"

"Ah, mommy, sorry….. Mommy, sorry!"

"Fufu, what a good girl; let's take some distance, show him the rest he needs to know. Then you can speak to him in the real world. Mother accepts him, despite how your father acts. Do you think he would take it easy on him if he weren't excited to have a new son-in-law?"

Aine placed the small Ifritah onto her lap and brushed her hair as the memories of this day filled her mind. 'Mother, I won't give until you are alive again!' She clutched her little hands with stars shining within them, watching her father and lord wrestling like fools on the floor.

"Hah? Think I will let you off with your damn harem and ignore my cute little girl!"

A quick jab smashed into Vincent's chin before he threw a knee into Aldan's chest as the two grappled.

"Stupid old man! How about you die? Don't hit the face! Fuck…."

Bang!

"Don't swear, you little shit! What if my cute Ifritah learns bad words?"

"You just swore you.."

Thud!

"Never interrupt me, your father!"

The two men fought like idiots. In contrast, the women watched in peace. Sometimes her mother asked about their nightlife because Ifritah would block those from view. It would be super weird for her dad to see those things.

'Hehe…. Is this what life would be like if I met him while they were alive?' Ifritah thought to herself, kicking her little legs. She wondered if she could transform Vincent into a boy her age. Then became shocked when he shrank. He used that to his advantage, kicked her dad in the nuts, and fled their way with tears in his eyes.

"Mommy! He's trying to hit me! Waaaa!"

Vincent took advantage of this to dive into the plump chest of Aine. She chuckled and hugged him tightly, almost suffocating him with her huge breasts. Alden's face, filled with pain from the nutcracker, twitched when he saw the handsome little boy look back at him with his tongue out and hugging his wife.

"AH, you little shit! I will end you!"

"Hehe, stupid old man! Vincent 1, Aldad 0!"

This quiet time would never last forever, as it was a mere dream inside a dream. However, for these few hours, Efrita could revert to herself before that horrific moment that damned Daemon warped her entire will, life, and destiny.

"I should show him the next moments... The day they forced me to live another life. In another world."