This is a na that no one expected.
"Who?" Wolft thought he heard wrong.
The king sitting on the throne also rarely showed a trace of confusion and similarly asked, "Who is that?"
At this mont, the noblewoman standing beside Wolft replied softly, "It’s my son, Kana."
"Ah~" The king nodded knowingly, obviously recalling who this person was.
It seems there is indeed such a person, he had learned about him, but he truly lacked presence.
"Why would it be Kana? Did you mishear?" Wolft asked sowhat incredulously.
The nobles around were also whispering among themselves.
"Kana? Which pampered fop?"
"That wastrel?"
"Haha, a coward, is it?"
Clearly, Kana’s reputation was known throughout the Royal Capital, often used by these nobles for mocking and ridicule.
Thus serving to taunt the royal family, to tarnish their reputation.
"No, I haven’t lost my mind to that degree. I had the Tailor extract that mory from Lofner’s mind."
The king turned his head, glancing at the attendant beside him.
The attendant understood the king’s intention and left under the watchful eyes of everyone.
Returned quickly, holding the alchemy equipnt.
Seeing this alchemy equipnt, those around understood what the king ant.
Kana’s mother stepped forward.
"Your Majesty, let conduct the ceremony. I also want to see what my unworthy son has done."
The king nodded.
Cynthia took the treasure bead constructed from mory from Martin, wielded magic power, controlling the alchemy equipnt with the mory bead, condensing into a faint mist.
The mist drifted in the air, and then a three-dinsional scene appeared within the mist, allowing everyone to see the full view from Lofner’s perspective.
"Haha, see what I’ve seen? You all keep moving, rember just to stall them. I’m going to catch up with my brother."
In the image ca his voice, also what he saw.
Precisely faraway Kana.
The two t, Kana didn’t recognize his brother at first, but then did so deliberately during the battle, occasionally making sarcastic remarks.
Throughout the fight, Kana acted with ease, like a veteran warrior.
Lofner, who had enough talent, seed like a child being toyed with by Kana.
Even in the end, a werewolf joined, yet still couldn’t harm Kana.
The entire battle, in everyone’s eyes, was a completely one-sided suppression.
When the image finished playing, everyone fell silent.
Including those nobles who previously whispered, mocked Kana, were all in a dazed state.
Their first thought was whether the Kana in the image was impersonated by soone else?
The king didn’t speak, just turned his head to look at his son: "A failure, hmm?"
The current Crown Prince, and Kana’s father, stood frozen.
"He’s not my son," Cynthia said unapologetically.
"I bore him, created him, transford him, he’s a complete failure."
"Huh." Wolft ca back to his senses, letting out a mocking laugh: "Do you know your son?"
Cynthia didn’t even glance at him, directly said: "He’s my creation, failed later on. Yet at the mont he was born, I still offered care and nurturing.
From a young age, he wasn’t a smart child, willful, reckless, but simple-minded.
Lacking talent, unable to control the blood power within his human body. Even his physique is so weak, not as strong as an ordinary person."
"When did you conclude he was a failure?" Wolft suddenly asked.
"Of course, when he was three..." Cynthia suddenly fell silent.
Yes, three years old.
Since then, any notion of care and nurturing completely ceased to exist.
Because at this ti, Kana was no longer seen as a child by her, but as a failed experint.
Wolft’s face full of undisguised mockery: "Seems you don’t know him as well as you think."
Cynthia turned her head, looking at him unpleasantly, slowly said: "If true, haha, then my experint naturally succeeded.
With his current exposure, we face a true monster."
Once a king, Wolft had many consorts, but the one before him was different from the others.
Since Cynthia, to be exact, was his father’s subordinate, responsible for Blood Race research as a mage.
The reason for marrying was simply an ambition to see if certain experintal transformations could guide an embryo from birth.
After all, only royal court mbers could inherit that Blood Race lineage, allowing blood power to remain in the bloodline.
Various perfect Blood Race experints were based on this bloodline.
Many Stone of Creation fragnts were used to accurately perfect this bloodline.
In result, it naturally failed.
Arrogant intellect, simple mind, frail body.
Simply a wasted experint.
Since then, Cynthia’s focus shifted from this child to more experints with young child orphans.
Alyris was a success among them.
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