Chapter 3309 Shameful Past (Part 2)

Chapter 3309 Shameful Past (Part 2)

"Who was the father?" Ananta asked and the peanut gallery leaned forward, nodding like parrots.

"Use your brain." Ripha clicked her tongue in mock indignance. "Solus has lived in the Blood Desert until Sally, I mean, the Overlord reconnected with her lost son. My daughter and I died seven hundred years ago. Who do you think took care of my bloodline until now?"

"Overlord Salaark." Irslak pondered out loud. "But that means..."

"Aerth, the Blue Phoenix was the father of the baby." Menadion completed the phrase for him and the Dark Phoenixes confirmed.

'Why? Why did I think that?' Solus inwardly screamed. 'Me and my big mouth! I jinxed it. It got worse. So much worse!'

"Please, don't ask the details. Disclosing private matters of our brother goes against the Overlord's law." Urxat had a grimace on his face that made him seem honest.

In truth, he and the rest of the Dark Phoenixes were laughing their asses off. From their perspective, the situation was funnier than a theatrical play.

"If I may, master Menadion, who killed you, and what happened to your tower?" Quashol asked.

The mystery of Menadion's death weighed heavily on the Awakeend community and the perspective of getting their hands on the legendary mage tower after witnessing three of them in action was ever-alluring.

"Asfell Kolga killed me after I foolishly entrusted her with many of my secrets." Ripha's answer shocked everyone to the bone, but not as much as Bytra.

"That's why that bitch ran like a rat after master Menadion's demise." Ayleen pointed out and everyone agreed.

"It matches what we know about her." Ananta pondered. "Kolga hid underwater to escape the investigation and continued her experiments on Forbidden Magic. Based on the reports we received after the destruction of her lost city, Asfell did try to build her own tower.

"Probably she wanted to get master Menadion's tower and its powers to perfect the spell that later gave birth to the Forbidden Sun. I don't want to think what might have happened if she succeeded."

Lith was among those still stunned by surprise.

'That's the kind of lie I would concoct to protect Bytra except I did not tell Menadion to say any of this. Her life, death, and potential revenge are her own.' He thought.

"I don't owe you any respect, old Wyrm." Erghak replied, the title spat out like an insult. "The World Tree killed the Father of Fire but only because you allowed it with your inaction. Do you deny it?"

The Father of All Storm Dragons narrowed his eyes and thick smoke billowed out of his nostrils as rage literally set his heart aflame.

"The Storm Dragons second Erghak's motion." Irslak lowered his head in regret.

"And so do the Black Dragons." Ananta said.

"And the Ice Dragons." Quashol said.

The young Fire Wyrm's words were addressed to Irslak, but all patriarchs felt the blow and the responsibility they carried.

"The Golden Dragons concur." Gentor nodded. "I didn't do enough. I came here to protect Valtak and I failed. The least I can do is to compensate his Brood for their loss."

"That's great and I'm tempted to agree with you but I have to ponder the issue." Lith shook his head.

"What? Why?" The Dragons said in outrage and the Eldritches and Firstborns with hope.

"Because you all made good points but missed one crucial fact." Lith replied. "My promise was to reward the one who saved Solus with the Ears and none of us took so much as one step inside the World Tree.

"Ripha Menadion saved Solus and if I take my promise to the letter, the Ears belong to her."

"But she's a Demon!" Ananta rebuked. "Your Demon. This is just an excuse to keep it for yourself."

"His Demon my ass!" Menadion snarled. "I am my own person and in case you missed the whole conversation, I have still one heir!"

"At the same time, I think Tezka is right." Lith stood between the two women before things escalated. "The Eldritches played a role as important as Valtak. Right now, I'm grieving and I can't think clearly."

He touched Ananta with the Dragon scales and the sense of loss she experienced was no less than hers.