The Son's Vow to His Father

"Thank you for your answers. Now, do you have any final words or requests?"

Velix stayed silent, his eyes briefly fixed on the tip of the Zenith Holy Sword before shifting to Leon's handsome face before him.

"Before you end my life, could you tell me how you're still alive after ingesting the poison? And why didn't the Demon Emperor kill you? Satisfy my curiosity, please," Velix asked, his voice calm and gentle.

There was no trace of arrogance or pride on his face, only resignation.

Accepting that his death was inevitable, he had surrendered to fate. Surprisingly, there was no fear in him at all.

Perhaps this was what the old saying meant: "When a man surrenders to fate, the burden on his shoulders disappears."

Leon hadn't expected Velix to make such a request. However, he had promised to fulfill it, and he had no intention of going back on his word.