Gerald looked at his wife, Aisha, staring at the screen.
"What are you watching?"
"The broadcasting of the event."
"Event? Which event?" Gerald tilted his head in confusion.
"Of course, the event Clovis was part of." Aisha sighed.
"Oh, that one? I have heard that Father has talked to her and given her permission." Gerald frowned. "Are you worried that he won't be okay?"
"I know that he will be okay. In fact, other battles he has faced so far are more dangerous, but it doesn't change the fact that I'm worried. His opponents might not be Tier 5, but their strength is equal to it. His group… while they are good, they're still not enough to completely dominate the event."
Gerald shrugged. "Well, you know, three of them are still so young. The other three are quite strong, but they are not in a position to fight against them. No, it's probably more accurate to say they have the strength to fight them, but not defeat them."
Aisha fell silent for a mont. "Do you think Clovis will be using that?"
"I have seen the match against that Sullivan or sothing. It seems that he has much better control right now."
"…" Aisha bit her lips. "If we… have never tried to live by ourselves… would that happen?"
Gerald's expression darkened. "You an…"
Both Aisha and Gerald knew what she was talking about. It was the incident that happened more than 10 years ago.
Aisha and Gerald ca back ho and found the young Clovis in the garden. His body and face were covered in scratches as if he had just fought against soone.
The opponent was obviously the one in his hand. It was a chicken. It was just a normal chicken.
However, Clovis grabbed the chicken by its neck with his left hand holding a knife.
Aisha and Gerald were utterly shocked when they saw it. The chicken alone was already a problem because they had never raised a chicken. But the coldness in his eyes and the lack of empathy sohow broke their hearts.
Clovis killed a chicken when he was only 5 years old, and he didn't even spare a glance or cry despite doing such a thing.
His eyes were red as if they were dyed in blood. There was even a trace of killing intent leaking out from those eyes. It wasn't sothing a kid was supposed to have.
That sight of him was like the birth of a monster.
Still, there was one thing that stood out the most. It was the anger—an uncontrollable anger. They didn't know what caused it or where it was directed. It could be at them, it could be at the chicken, or it could be at the world.
It was as if their child had just broken. Due to that sight, Aisha and Gerald had agreed to never have more children, fully aware that their hands would be full with Clovis.
Nevertheless, Clovis was still their child. They loved him. They tried to teach him but to no avail.
That was when they had no choice but to call Michael.
At that ti, Michael only gave five words. "Anger that strikes the world."
They didn't know how to educate Clovis, so Michael was the one taking over the education.
It was thanks to him that Clovis gradually turned to normal. Everything that Michael taught him was to suppress that anger.
At the sa ti, this was also the beginning of their family's collapse. The original reason why they wanted a fresh start was because if Michael got involved, the people that targeted him would also co.
But because they had no choice, their family could only be separated. Fortunately, Michael had left Clovis with all his teachings.
However, Michael, Gerald, and Aisha still monitored Clovis' condition even though he wasn't present. The reason why Michael destroyed the city that tried to turn Clovis into the subject of an experint was not because of his secret but for sothing else.
Aisha bit her lips. "If he continues doing this, what is going to happen?"
"I don't know. Father said that he is most stable right now. Instead of the complete collapse of the mind, it is better for Clovis to get used to it bit by bit. So letting him use that unique ability might be a good idea. At the very least, there won't be a second incident like in the past…"
Aisha's expression darkened. "What if everything is going down?"
"…" Gerald shook his head helplessly. "I can't imagine. At the very least, this competition is not dangerous. And that's also the reason why Father wants him to have multiple wives."
"If one dies, he won't fall to such a grief that he will go berserk… Although it sounds cold, it's probably the most effective thod." Aisha let out a long sigh.
"Yes. That unique ability harms his mind. If it collapses once again, I'm afraid that we'll witness… a birth of madness." Gerald closed his eyes with a pained expression. "Looking at the situation, it seems that father doesn't mind if he makes Hana his wife in the future."
"Are you going to intervene?"
"Who knows." Gerald shrugged. "As a parent, all I want is to maintain his stable heart, and let him enjoy the life he deserves."
Aisha bit her lips. "But is Tier 5 not too long? Shouldn't you say like Tier 4 or Tier 3…"
"What I an by Tier 5 is with that low evolution rate of him… I'm sure he can reach it, but he will probably need a decade or sothing. But I don't even know how he is able to reach this level in such a short amount of ti.
"I don't think it is his unique ability, so there might be sothing else." Gerald sighed.
"Soone intervening?"
"Most likely. However, I don't know who they are. Father must have been aware of this. That's why he is going around the world right now, both in the underworld and on the surface."
Aisha could only sigh and continue watching. No matter how much she missed him, she couldn't et the kid right now.
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