Chapter 122: 116. The captured warlock



Dexter and Henry entered into the trailer, panting tiredly and they immediately shut the doors.

"With the... way things are going... we're lucky that we're still alive. We managed to get away from those creatures... with only a few hits and injuries." Henry said, taking a lot of breaths in between.

He looked at Dexter's arm which was bleeding but Dexter was busy looking outside to see if the giant mantises were coming.

"Hey, we should go to my mini dimension to rest." Dexter said and Henry nodded.

They both went into the circular, blue portal and they appeared in the familiar artificial dimension.

Dexter looked around to see his mansion in the middle and he then looked at the edge of the place where he could see something standing in the distance.

"Why not just teleport us inside? I'm so tired." Henry knelt down on the grass, using his sword to hold himself from falling.

Dexter could see bruises on his back, Henry really did have his back out there.

"Um... I think you should be prepared to get the biggest shock of a lifetime." Dexter said and Henry looked up at him with a raised brow.

Dexter sighed as he sat beside Henry.

"I don't know any other way to put this to you... but your dad is alive." Dexter said and Henry only sighed.

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"I wish that were true. Even if he was here, it would be quite irrelevant... wait, you're joking right?" Henry asked as he blinked.

"Oh, I'm dead serious." Dexter said.

"Dude, I can't help but feel that you're saying the truth. I saw my father's death record." Henry said with a sad tone as he looked down.

"Fear not, my man. Turns out that witches imprisoned him somewhere because he was dangerous, and he still is." Dexter said as he looked into the distance to see the man who was wrapped in vines trying to move.

"My dad is alive." Henry mumbled as he looked up and sighed.

"Let go of me." Alexander said in a calm tone and then he moved his hands.

Immediately Dexter saw this he raised his spear and pointed it at Alexander's neck.

"Relax. I don't have any powers anymore." Alexander sighed with a smile and his eyes finally went towards Henry and his smile vanished.

Henry also noticed that this man looked familiar.

'My dad? He looks... well, okay.' Henry thought but he couldn't move from where he was.

Meanwhile, Dexter was wondering what Alexander meant by 'He has no powers anymore.'

"What do you mean by that? You clearly dug into my brain last time." Dexter said in a calm tone as he raised the spear up to touch Alexander's neck this time.

Alexander only sighed as he looked at his hands. He was no longer feeling the energies that gave him power, he couldn't do anything, he was weak!

'It's really gone huh? Curse you bloodborn.' Alexander gritted his teeth.

"So you're my dad?" Henry finally managed to say and Alexander looked at him from head to toe.

"You're all grown up now, Henry. Hope you didn't steal blankets like I told you?" Alexander said and Henry's eyes widened as he heard what the man said and he felt weakened for a reason.

'Blankets? He really is... my dad.' Henry thought as only his dad would know about his strange obsession with blankets when he was little.

Back then he would roll himself in a blanket like a sushi, taking it from others who shared it.

He even had his own blanket then because the issue became more serious.

"W- where have you been?" Henry managed to ask but Alexander was very uncomfortable with the spear's blade on his neck.

"Please tell your friend to put his weapon away. I already said I have no more powers." Alexander said and Dexter didn't listen.

"Prove it." Dexter said and he removed the spear before clenching his fist.

The vines suddenly began to get tighter and Alexander began to get squeezed.