Chapter 505 - 434 The Power Closest to God
Veldor went mad, tearing and biting at the bedding beneath him, pouring out his anger as if it were Molu himself.
Moments later, just as Veldor was about to settle down, footsteps sounded from within the house.
"Veldor... Veldor, are you asleep?"
It was his father’s drunken voice.
As the voice faded, the first thing Veldor felt was not warmth, but a raging anger.
It was his own alcoholic father who had betrayed him.
Veldor could imagine the scene: Molu taking his father out for drinks, his father getting blind drunk, and in his inebriated state revealing that he often locked himself in his room to read.
The fists of the dwarven youth gradually clenched tighter...
His dignity had already been shattered anyway.
He shouldn’t stay here any longer!
In a moment of rage, Veldor made a secret decision, working hard to recover his strength.