After pausing for a second, he flipped the blade to face himself, keeping the glow away from Lunxis at the bedside.
"Father... Father..."
Gedelin IX let out a soft sigh, reaching out to caress the thousand-year-old golden sword, then spoke,
"Your mother died young, and in my youth I was always consumed with the ambition to restore Nali's glory, thus overlooking her. When she passed, I abruptly felt my world was missing half. Therefore, I've always tried to compensate for my remorse towards her through you, her youngest son Lunxis."
Gedelin IX's gaze fell upon the face of Lunxis, who had just looked up. His eyes were reddened from the gold light, and his tears kept falling,
