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Second Generation? or Third?

In the training grounds of his mansion's backyard, Nolan could be seen training his 5-year-old daughter, Iris, in the art of swordsmanship.

She is a unique blend of human and Lunarian heritage, her presence casting an ethereal glow over the training session.

Unfortunately, she was not gifted with the ability to fly like her mother, as she was born without wings, but Lola wasn't sad about this, in fact, she was a little relieved.

Although Iris was not blessed with wings and the ability like her mother, they discovered that she had the fire manipulation ability of her Lunarian heritage.

Not to mention her energetic personality and will to learn, Nolan and Lola felt truly blessed with their daughter.

*Clang!*

The sounds of their wooden practice swords meeting fill the air, accompanied by the soft rustle of leaves and the distant chirping of birds. Despite her tender age, the young Iris displayed remarkable skill and agility, her movements fluid and graceful as she learned from her father.

*Swoosh!* As they spar, Nolan suddenly stopped, gazing upward as a figure swooped down before them. A smile appeared on his face as he approached the figure, of course, it was Lola.

"How was your day dear." he said, giving her a small peck on the cheek.

"Although I wanna say that things are normal, that would be far from the truth, due to the recent disassemblement of the Rocks pirates, the seas have been in chaos, and from time to time, some idiots would enter the Triangle."

Lola responded casually, completely ignoring Nolan's kiss as she approached little Iris who was staring at the two of them with a big knowing smile.

"What are you smiling about? Give mommy a hug." Hugging her daughter, a smile finally appeared on Lola's face.

"I'm smiling at myself mommy." Iris replied slyly letting herself be picked up by her mother.

"Of course you are, but why are you guys training without me?"

"It was my idea mommy." Iris admitted.

"Why are you so eager about training, you'll have all the time in the world when you get older." Lola asked curiously as put Iris down.

"It's Danu's fault, he said that he would become the greatest adventurer without me because I'm too weak." Iris exposed without hesitation.

Hearing their daughter's words, Lola and Nolan were speechless, they didn't expect this answer at all.

Of course, they knew who Danu was, he was Diana and Ephon's second child, who was everything like his mother.

But it is for this reason that they were so caught off guard because they knew that Danu was only 6 years old. And yet he was already thinking about becoming a pirate, and even influencing their daughter.

"Maybe we should hold back on those adventurer comics, it's really starting to affect the minds of the youth." was all Nolan could utter.

He knew that it was probably Diana who was telling all of these stories because there's no way they would allow the comics they released, to have such an influence on their youth.

But the thing is, Danu was spoiled, at least compared to Hercule, and the reason for that is simple. Both Nolan, Diana, Lola, and Ephon discovered that their reproduction speed had been slowed down to levels comparable to their aging.

This means that it is harder for them to get kids, compared to others who age normally. Upon finding out this fact, the ones who were the most affected were Diana and Ephon.

They thought that they could have as many kids as they wanted, but it seemed that the world had different plans.

As a result, Ephon and Diana started to spoil little Danu. Getting him outrageous gifts, much to the confusion of Lola and Nolan.

Because it's not like they couldn't bear any more kids, it would just take longer than usual. Nolan honestly believes that the two just wanted an excuse to spoil little Danu.

Black Bay Island.

"I'm back!"

Ephon announced as his body phased out of a tree, which surprisingly didn't get him the response he expected.

Nestled within the heart of Jarilo, stands a picturesque wooden house, its rustic charm blending seamlessly with the natural beauty that surrounds it. In the middle of the house, was a giant tree extending all the way through the roof of the house.

Sunlight filters through the canopy above, dappling the ground with patches of golden warmth as birdsong fills the air.

The calmness of the house was interrupted by Ephon's appearing from out of the tree, announcing his return to his beloved family. The scent of pine and earth envelops him, a comforting embrace that speaks of home.

But Diana who was standing at the kitchen counter with a playful glint in her eye, feigned annoyance at Ephon's sudden intrusion, though a smile tuged at the corners of her lips.

"I told you to stop doing that!" Diana scolded.

With a teasing roll of her eyes, she chided him for interrupting their peaceful afternoon, her tone laced with affection and warmth.

Meanwhile, their son Danu, a bundle of energy and excitement, bounds over to greet his father, his face lighting up with unrestrained joy at the sight of him.

"Dad! You're back! Haha Did you bring a present for me?" Danu asked as he threw himself into his father's embrace, his laughter echoing through the cozy interior of their home.

Danu had short black hair, sandy brown skin just like his parents, and big black eyes. Despite being only 6 years old, he was rather well built, mostly due to his sage body physique.

"Of course, how can I not get a gift for my little Danu." Ephon answered as he ruffled through little Danu's hair.

"What about me? What did you get me, E?" Diana asked.

"You're already in your 80s Diana, stop wit…" *Bang* before Ephon could finish his sentence, a punch a already landed on his face.

"Say that again?" Daina asked as she flexed her arm muscles.

"You're my beautiful and loving wife, of course, I brought something for you." Ephon quickly replied.

Of course, Ephon knew that Dian was just playing around, not to mention his body's defense, his future sight had long known what Diana was gonna do. And she definitely knew that.

"What did you get me, Dad?" Danu didn't care about his parent's games.

He knew that his father's gifts were never simple, at least when he went out to play with the other kids, they were always amazed by his gifts.