Chapter 293

K'xug gazed at the feather in his hand, feeling the sheer amount of light magic coursing through it. He stared at Valoel, his expression inscrutable.

From the essence inside the feather, K'xug could tell.

This old man before him has lived for a long time.

"Are you trying to convince me not to kill Zeau with this?"

"Probably, but that's only a small reason," Valoel nodded, his tone becoming solemn. "Young Deoma, you deserve an explanation too."

"...Deoma?" Raz questioned in shock.

K'xug blinked rapidly.

"Half-breed bastard and mixed bloods, those aren't what you were supposed to be called. Your kind had an apt name and a proper one," Valoel explained, his smile was warm this time. "Deoma-has a nice ring to it, doesn't it?"

"..."

K'xug lowered his eyes, a small smile flitting past his lips.

"I see."

He extended his hand towards Valoel.

"K'xug." Raz called out, frowning deeply. "Are you sure about this?"