Uffie waved her hand irritably, as if deliberately not answering Fanen’s question, and followed the people back to the residence.
"Do you know about the White Blood Dungeon?"
As soon as she closed the door, she asked.
Fortunately, Fanen had read so books, so he was able to answer.
"Yes, it’s a dungeon located to the north of the Warrior Country, famous for its white blood that can delay aging. Why are you suddenly asking about it?"
Uffie nodded and said:
"Actually, there is an unrecorded event about that dungeon."
"A long ti ago, maybe a hundred or two hundred years ago, monsters once erged from that dungeon."
"A rampage?" Fanen asked.
"Not a rampage, at that ti people had never seen such monsters in the White Blood Dungeon, they were like over-evolved vampires, powerful and invincible."
"Back then, these monsters that erged from the dungeon caused significant harm to the locals, the tragic scenes were comparable to today’s Red. People didn’t know the origin of these monsters and put great effort into understanding their habits and halting their attacks."
"Later, a group of warriors infiltrated the monsters’ stronghold, severely wounded their leader and slew many monsters, finally forcing them back into the dungeon, and they haven’t appeared since, so it’s basically confird they’re no longer a threat."
By now, the implication in Uffie’s words was unmistakably clear.
Fanen hadn’t expected his father to have such a legendary experience. In his mory, his father was just an ordinary uncle who was uninterested in anything, though admittedly with so good looks, and now there was a hint of excitent in his eyes.
Isha, who had even less self-control, directly exclaid in excitent, "Could my father be one of those warriors?"
Facing the expectant gaze of the siblings, Uffie smiled.
"No."
"Your father was one of the monsters back then."
"..."
The siblings froze on the spot.
After a while, they spoke in unison:
"Huh?"
Uffie couldn’t help but laugh until their expressions changed, and explained:
"Those monsters at the ti weren’t incapable of communication. They had the sa intelligence as normal people, so a very few, including your father, chose to betray their own kind and joined the human side, helping humans defeat their fellow monsters."
This shocking news left Fanen and Isha at a loss for words, and Isha suddenly rembered sothing, saying, "But we’re pure humans. The priest’s magic to detect alien races doesn’t react to us at all."
"Back then, people used a series of experints and magic to help your father and his fellows gain human forms. You were born at that ti, so you are indeed human," Uffie added, "at most, you might have so small abilities that ordinary people don’t possess."
Fanen recalled his serious state, and now it seed to make sense?
He tried to digest this information, and asked with so difficulty, "So, what do you want to take us to the Warrior Country for? Is it the will of your king or...?"
In that mont, he thought of countless conspiracies.
"No, this is just my own idea."
Uffie’s tone suddenly beca innocent, like a little knight taking out a righteous weapon, intending to fight a fair duel.
"I just see you as a good candidate for martial arts training, so I want to take you to the Warrior Country for training, and I will guide you personally."
"...Huh?" Fanen was stunned for the second ti today.
Uffie blinked at him and suddenly laughed, "You didn’t think I had so complicated conspiracy to find you, did you?"
Fanen’s mouth twitched, and that was exactly what he thought.
"Hahaha, don’t worry, don’t worry. Speaking of which, your father is considered an unsung hero of the Warrior Country. Later, he served as an officer in the military for a while. When there was an uprising of blood clans, he led people to establish an organization specialized in hunting blood clans, earning the title of Legendary Blood Race Hunter. Later, he quietly disappeared for a peaceful life, so how could I lay a hand on the descendant of such a hero?"
That explanation made him feel much more at ease, but Fanen still had a question.
"How did you confirm my identity?"
Uffie directly pulled out a piece of paper and said:
"I got your father’s portrait from the Royal Palace. You both look so much alike; I recognized you at a glance."
"...Makes sense."
This was the third ti Fanen went silent today. Why did all the reasons seem so much simpler than he had imagined?
Perhaps things in the world were simple, but too many people like to overcomplicate them.
He prepared himself for a mont and finally said:
"I will go with you to the Warrior Country."
"Great!"
Uffie slapped the table, revealing a smile like a well-carried-out plan.
She successfully took in another promising apprentice, increasing her chances for the duel with her father!
Indeed, her real reason for "abducting" Fanen was the upcoming duel with Gapar.
Our master and apprentice against your master and apprentice!
She started calculating silently, wondering if she should have Fanen fight Leon or Dal. It was really a tough decision.
"We should set off now without delay!"
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The ergence of the Sain Dungeon brought changes to the lives of many.
For adventurers, the appearance of the Yarn region provided them with new experiences, such as so novel weapons and combat styles, and even new aesthetic styles.
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