The reef camp was unusually silent at the mont.
On the wooden tables they had set up, there were all sorts of food.
But the problem was, so of the food on the table still looked normal.
While two or three among them didn't seem edible, resembling so kind of filth.
Especially Matilda's bowl, everyone could even sense a faint trace of poison from it.
What does this an?
Do they want to eat poisoned food?
And even the few dishes that appeared edible didn't look fit to eat.
A sll was lingering in the camp.
They had to open a vent to dispel this odor.
"Why don't we just barbecue the at? That's simple."
"No problem, no problem."
Everyone quickly agreed.
They complained about others' cooking while their own was subpar; that was their current situation.
Only Juanlu, tied up by the hands, stood beside them with a smile.
Having not prepared food themselves for a long ti, they enjoyed a simple al of barbecued at slices and began to rest in the camp.
Not long after.
Narvi, wrapped in so bandages, woke up.
He seed startled awake, suddenly sitting up.
The intense movent caused a sharp pain from the weakness in his body, and he couldn't help but hiss in pain.
Then he turned to observe his surroundings.
Finding the entire camp transford, with no trace of battle, and Alka and the others around, he found it strange.
"Rest assured, you're not dreaming." Juanlu stood beside him, waving his bandaged hands.
"Where's Karl?" Did you guys finish him off?"
Hearing this, Alka shook his head: "He managed to escape."
Sighing, Narvi leaned against the wooden bed, eting everyone's gaze; he knew they wanted to learn sothing from him.
Adjusting to a more comfortable position, he began to speak.
"You should know, the powerful Nafasi family was wiped out overnight for so unknown reason.
The only link to this family remained with us, those who were previously exiled for various reasons."
Everyone nodded in agreent, and Alka even knew more.
Observing them, Narvi continued: "You've probably heard many different versions, various speculations about why this powerful family was destroyed overnight."
"That's right, but there's no specific conclusion," Simon thought for a mont and said.
Upon hearing this, Alka rembered. They could only learn definite information about the Nafasi family from Jilenna, which he hadn't shared with everyone yet.
The main reason was that the information was no longer of much use, so he set it aside.
Upon hearing this, Narvi sighed: "Even though there's no specific conclusion, those with so knowledge know. The Nafasi family's downfall was due to colluding with demons."
Alka nodded, indeed wanting to say he only knew this detail.
Since the Flower Fairy followers connected to their family and the church clearly understood the internal workings.
They just didn't spread the specifics due to reputation or other factors.
"My grandfather was once a mber of this family, but for so reason, he seed to have a change of heart.
He began to resist, and then he intentionally committed an unforgivable mistake, leading to his exile, and he was subjected to a spell forbidding him from revealing the secret.
This spell lasted until the complete annihilation of the Nafasi family. Only then did we realize we belonged to a powerful family.
This was an enormous surprise for and my siblings at that ti."
Here, Narvi's face showed sorrow, with a heavy sigh.
His expression revealed a touch of nostalgic sentint.
"Because we were young, my grandfather never explained further details to .
We began to idolize that extinct family, amidst rumors that the real culprit was the Holy Mother Church.
For us, as children, such claims had great credibility.
So we believed them."
This is quite normal.
Both adults and children enjoy listening to more sensational versions, often overlooking proven evidence.
"It wasn't until later, after growing up, with experiences and understanding of the world, we realized our childhood beliefs might not be true.
Yet, deeply rooted childhood thoughts are hard to eliminate, and people tend to believe what they choose to believe. Among us, my brother, Karl, was most influenced."
"He firmly believed his family was great and persecuted. He decided to seek the truth."
"So he ended up like this?" Jason asked from the side.
Narvi nodded, yet shook his head.
"That's part of the reason, but not all. I don't know exactly what circumstance led him to beco this way.
But later, he descended into madness, exhud my grandfather's corpse, killed our father, and eliminated our sister and brother."
At this point, Narvi's face showed little emotional fluctuation, as if he had grown accustod.
Everyone was sowhat shocked but remained silent, choosing not to respond to this revelation.
Overreaction would only remind him of the painful past.
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