Chapter 432: A Tale Shrouded in Mystery and Power

Chapter 432: A Tale Shrouded in Mystery and Power

Lachlan Blaize's face contorted into a frown as he confronted his father, seeking answers to the decisions that had transpired. "So, you agreed to her proposition?" he questioned.

His father, the patriarch, retorted with a gruff tone, his words dripping with sarcasm. "Did you expect me to refuse?" he scoffed, his gaze piercing through Lachlan. "Were you under the impression that I would chase her away? Have I truly raised such a dim-witted son?"

Lachlan's patience waned, his frustration bubbling to the surface. "Stop calling me stupid!" he snapped.

The patriarch seized the opportunity to delve deeper into the turmoil, his accusatory tone resurfacing. "Ah, there you are! I knew you were involved! Is this all because of the woman you brought home?" he bellowed, his eyes ablaze with anger.

"Father, this has nothing to do with Josephine!" Lachlan reasoned, desperately trying to defuse the mounting tension.

"Humph!" the patriarch grunted dismissively, his skepticism lingering in the air.

Their heated exchange threatened to escalate further, but it was Lachlan's son who interjected, his young voice resonating with a surprising sense of maturity. "Can we please stop fighting?" he pleaded, his tone carrying a plea for unity. "Grandfather, Father, we have more pressing matters to attend to."

The patriarch's voice boomed through the room, his disdain clear as day. "There are certainly more important things to focus on than pursuing a woman! A sorceress, no less!" he declared, his frustration echoing in his words. If there had been a table in the room, it surely would have been reduced to splinters by his wrath.

"The humans in that land were enslaved, forced to endure a life of servitude and oppression. They were treated as the lowest class, devoid of the innate power possessed by the other beings," the patriarch continued, his tone tinged with a mix of empathy and anger. "But amidst their suffering, a beacon of hope emergeda young woman who would come to be known as the goddess."

The patriarch's eyes gleamed with reverence as he spoke of the fabled goddess, a fierce warrior who defied the constraints of her humanity. "This young woman, born a human, acquired the ancient magic that flowed through the veins of the supernatural beings. She became a formidable force, wielding her newfound powers to protect and save her fellow humans from their torment."

The room was filled with a sense of awe, as the image of the goddess, a warrior of unparalleled strength, began to take shape in the minds of those listening.

"In a daring act of sacrifice," the patriarch continued, "the goddess led her people to this side of the continent, away from the clutches of their oppressors. She shielded them from harm and created a powerful barrier, one that would keep the demons from crossing over and wreaking havoc upon this realm."

Lachlan and his son exchanged glances, their eyes filled with a mix of gratitude and curiosity. They were beginning to understand the weight of the goddess's selfless act and the sacrifices she had made for the sake of her people.

"And before she departed from this world," the patriarch added, his tone growing solemn, "the goddess bestowed upon the seven influential families the abilities they needed to defend themselves from the Dark Lord, the malevolent entity who led the demons from that forsaken another side. She left behind a legacya duty to uphold the barrier and protect our land from the encroaching darkness."

Silence enveloped the room as the gravity of the tale settled upon Lachlan and his son. However, this silence had nothing to do with the responsibility that the seven families have. It had something to do with the old man's story. "Why was this not included in the other tales?"Lachlan asked.

What other continent!? They thought the dark lord betrayed the goddess! Isn't this what the seven families had been telling their families?