Thousand-Faced Dragon

Chapter 293 A Family with Overly Complicated Relationships
Looking at Lex on the platform, Rean sighed.

He is the reason for his "awakening," and seemingly also the origin of the mess he's in front of. But did he really do something wrong?

No, he is neither greedy nor evil; in fact, he is a good person both in private and in public affairs, except for his private life.

He possessed a level of empathy that transcended his time for friends, family, and even ordinary people.

If we really want to talk about his problem, it's probably that he's at the top, possesses the power of the top, but lacks the ability and mindset to grasp the top.

He could have done better, but he lacked the ability to do so. His fate was perhaps sealed the moment he climbed to that position.

Rean shook his head. Today is the day of parting. Let bygones be bygones.

Lex glanced around and then left only "family members".

He removed his mask, revealing a face identical to Rean's.

The man's smile was a mixture of bitterness and joy.

"I am shocked to see you all after I have died."

His opening remarks revealed a lack of emotional intelligence, and both daughters pouted.

They know they are posthumous children, born after their fathers died, but why do you say it like that? It's as if our birth was an accident.

This is indeed reality. When Lex died, he had no idea that he had a daughter who was alive. He didn't even imagine that he would have offspring, let alone someone so cute.

"I was shocked, but also very happy, really happy."

The man, who appeared to be young, had his mask placed to the side.

He sat on the steps, looking tired, yet a rare smile and contentment appeared on his face.

"The moment I saw you all, I suddenly felt that my life had some meaning, at least I wasn't completely empty-handed."

Beneath the calm words lay emotions that were deliberately suppressed.

Hela looked at her, still pouting, seemingly unwilling to speak. Perhaps from her perspective, she couldn't understand this joy and satisfaction.

That was, in fact, the last salvation of a loser.

A man dedicates his life to his family, only to be betrayed by it. But when he sees his children, he suddenly feels a glimmer of hope.

Lost and found? No, it's not that easy.

That was a glimmer of hope and a ray of light that appeared after walking in the darkness for too long, becoming so numb that one denied one's own life and refused the call to return to the world.

I may be a failure, but at least I have you all.
But from the daughter's perspective, this might be seen as an irresponsible father's clumsy explanation.

As for Dania, she was even more impolite. She kept looking at the mask and didn't even want to look at her father's face.

"Uh, I know I'm being irresponsible. But at least this is the last resort, see if I can handle it."

The "old man" seemed genuinely heartbroken, his words even bordering on pleading.

Dania sighed and shook her head. Unlike her sister Hela, she didn't actually harbor much resentment towards her father.

In her childhood memories, her hero father was still the totem pole of the weakened kingdom, and most people spoke well of him (except for her mother), and he also died for the country.

In the past, one of her life goals was to kill the Great Red Dragon and avenge her father.
"I have no complaints about you. You're so different from the father I imagined. I need time to adjust without looking at you."

My imagined father is an invincible hero with the dignified and serious face that a middle-aged man should have.

Sometimes, Lex's demeanor and mannerisms really do resemble those of a street thug.

Dania's inability to look her father in the eye stems from an unavoidable reason.

When she said this, Dania was even a little embarrassed and blushed.

"You're so much like that guy. When I look at you, I always think of him; when I see him, I think of you again."

Looking at his own knight, he thought of his father?! Seeing his father, he thought of his own knight?!

It’s a mess. It’s really a mess.

Rean, the fourth person, instantly became the focus of attention. He shrugged and spread his hands to indicate that he was innocent, but still got glared at by Lex.

"Sigh." Lex sighed and reached for his mask, but Dania stopped him.

"No need, let me get used to it. I'll try not to get confused," the girl said, her head down, seemingly a little embarrassed.

Rean looked up at the sky, wondering what was going on.
He was somewhat relieved that there was a "face-erasing" curse, otherwise he would probably have been in a lot of trouble.

Those reincarnations of the Thousand-Faced Dragon must have had many close relationships with him, and many of them are probably still alive.

Rean tried to keep his presence to himself; the main focus today was this family, and he was just there to witness their actions.
"There's so much I want to say, like how I've made you suffer, and how I'm not a good father, I'm really sorry." The 'old father' shook his head, and the atmosphere had already died down.

"After being interrupted like this, I don't know what to say anymore. Please help me pay back some of the money I owe you, Rean."

The old father is gone, and the old scoundrel has come again.

Rean smiled, raised his middle finger, and gave it to that bastard spirit.

Rean finally understood what was going on. He had originally thought this person would at least talk about serious matters, such as the kingdom, the queen, or the legacy of the hero's trial.

As a result, the only thing he cares about now is his two daughters.

"Don't rush to refuse. Promise me two things, and I'll do two things for you."

Lex seemed to have been prepared all along.

“Take good care of my daughters, and I will give you the strength to protect them in advance. Getting it now and getting it two years later are two completely different things.”

Upon hearing this, Rean was startled. He had already prepared himself for the possibility that he wouldn't be able to obtain Lex's soul power for a while.

After all, a successor must be chosen to end the succession before the next step can be initiated.

Rean estimates that it will take less than two years, maybe a year, to finalize the "True Hero" designation, but if he can get "One Heart and One Mind" earlier, that would be an irresistible temptation.

As for his two daughters who needed protection
"Even if you don't say it, I will still do it."

Rean spoke calmly, not wanting these things to be involved in the transaction.

Lex shook his head.

"The second thing is that I can help you lock onto the next Heroic Soul to some extent. Don't be surprised, Heroic Souls have certain operational permissions. It's impossible to lock onto a target 100%, but it's possible to limit the selection range. However, this will cost me my life earlier."

Rean suddenly realized that on his Heroic Spirit Card, Lex clearly still had twenty-six hours left, but directly declared today to be the last day.

From the very beginning, he intended to use his last possessions to leave something for future generations (his daughter).

“Please speak.” Rean couldn’t refuse at all; what he lacked most right now was something that could not be made up for under normal circumstances.

However, if the range of the Heroic Spirits is specified, it is actually quite easy to handle.

"You and I are truly facing my death, the fall of the kingdom, what exactly happened that night, and there are still so many unanswered questions. There must be something wrong here. Please help me investigate when you have time, at least let me die knowing the truth."

Rean sighed, nodded, and agreed.

There's no need to specifically concern yourself with this matter. Those who betrayed the kingdom back then will surely come forward themselves. The fact that the devil has emerged now indicates that what happened back then was definitely very complicated.

"The Last Thing"

Wait, it's just two items, right? Brave One, are you sure you can count them?
"Help me kill her."

His words, though seemingly casual, betrayed an unbridled killing intent. Lex glanced at Hela and Dania, and then he made up his mind.

For their sake, I should have made up my mind long ago.

She? Kill who? Rean was still a little confused.
Lex's gaze turned toward the entrance to the hall.

On this final night, the Hall of Heroes, formed from dreams, opened and closed. That person, the Dream Lord who had been searching for Rean's dreams, indeed came to the door.

The black-haired princess walked over silently, her gaze towards Lex growing increasingly complex.

"I"

But what she received in return was the merciless glint of the hero's sword.

(End of this chapter)