Chapter 157: Father-son bonding

Chapter 157: Father-son bonding

As I looked deeper into her crimson red eyes, I felt a bit lost.

My head ached a bit, closing my eyes I tried to remember how I ended up here... in this situation.

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"The reason is that my mother wants to meet you."

A frown appeared on my face, the more I looked at Philip, the more pleasing he looked to my eyes.

What a good son! Taking me to meet his mother without any shame. If I was back in the fairy realm, I would gift him some magic elixirs.

"Your mother... huh."

He looked at me awkwardly. His face was pale and his ears completely red, if someone pressed them then they would probably release quite a bit of heat.

"Very well. Show me the way then."

He nodded and turned back. I could see from his back that my son was feeling sad. As a dutiful father, I felt very concerned about him.

"Philip.... are you okay? I am feeling a bit worried about you."

He looked at me with a downtrodden expression and almost tripped on his legs. This time his entire face was red. My son must be feeling extremely sad.

I spoke in the softest voice I could muster. I genuinely felt concerned, no acting.

"It's okay Phillip if you do not want to tell your father but you should not keep your emotions piling up inside."

He clenched his hands tightly, I could see his nails digging into his skin but not bleeding because he was a human and humans are useless and their nails are useless too.

Though for him to make such a gesture.... he must be feeling very moved by my words.

My...my... I am such a good father, the best father.

Soon the palm digging stopped probably even he noticed that digging more is not going to make his palms bleed because he is a trashy defected species, human.

Don't worry Philip, I can completely understand you. Even I was once forced to be a human, ah shit I think I'll just vomit thinking about it.

He lifted his head and looked at me with a gaze full of stars....? I think. Then he smiled or at least tried to smile because I could clearly see that his smile was strained.

"Let's go d-dad."

Then he slightly glanced at me and stared like an unmoving mountain.

"*Coughs *Coughs* Stop staring at your father. Do you want me to punish you?"

I scratched my neck slightly as I could feel my own ears a bit red. Philip was probably one of the only people who knew that in this life I was Irakiel, the bastard prince of the sin family that was heavily into debauchery.

If someone researched thoroughly then I am pretty sure it wouldn't be that hard for me to be found. After all, I did not hide my traces on purpose.

I want them to find me. It wouldn't be any fun if I hide all the time right? After all, I still have to crack some dead son jokes.

"...."

My Dao of Guessing senses are tingling though. I think it won't take long for them to find out the real identity of the Dao Big Bearded Step Santa Father Claus.

As my thoughts slowly became more and more narcissistic. I heard two loud voices.

"Lord Phillip!!!"

"Lord Phillip!!"

My face cringed as I looked at Phillip's two gay lackeys that were rushing towards us.

Philip turned to look at me and coughed.

"Mom is ahead in that private room."

I nodded at him and glanced at the two lackeys while speaking to him.

"I'll go alone from here. You enjoy the banquet... with your lackeys."

His face instantly paled.

"NO! Don't leave me alone!!!" He clutched my legs tightly as tears started to fall from his eyes. The two lackeys meanwhile pulled Phillip by his legs.

"...."

I kicked him on his face and looked at the two lackeys.

"Take care of my son."

Not giving them another glance, I stepped inside the room where Philip's mom resided in..