Chapter 626: King Eros’s father
King Eros stood in front of the man that he knew could help them.
He knew what he had to say to him and how to ask for help, but even after that, for some reason, he wasn’t able to utter a word as he was faced with one man that he said goodbye to around 35 years ago.
It was such a long time but looked like nothing less than an hour since they last met.
It was funny how time was said to have healed all the wounds, but it could never dissipate the awkwardness. It only continued to grow.
The subordinates of the man looked at their leader, who wasn’t saying anything and just looking at this so-called King of the Dark Witches.
For a person who cherished every minute with as much importance as a diamond stone for a middle-class man, they were surely amazed to see him sitting idly and saying nothing.
After some time, King Eros scoffed at himself when the man didn’t say anything.
What did he really expect from him?
"I... I need your help," King Eros finally said the words with a heavy heart, and the man’s eyes immediately brimmed with moistness that he quickly blinked away.
It was the first sentence that his son said to him after 35 long years. He had always thought that if they didn’t need them and didn’t want to keep any connection to him, he could do the same. That was the sole reason he started practicing meditation for such extended periods.
But who was he kidding? He missed them every second of his life. In fact, what no one knew about was that when he wasn’t meditating, he would use the finest magic to stalk his son. It broke him completely when he heard of his death.