CHAPTER 90: A FATHER’S PAIN!

Chapter 90: A Father’s Pain!

A day would come... when his other disciple would find a partner and leave him.

’No, Annalise wouldn’t... she’s not going to leave me for some bastard.’ Elder Aristo shook his head as he looked at Elder Karim and then Eldora behind him, the young man who wanted to take his dear daughter away from him.

Ash gray hair, piercing eyes, and a sharp masculine jawline.

He knew this young lad; he knew him far more than any other disciple. When he had just recruited his disciple, they started taking interest in each other, and for that very reason, he was always trying to get closer to him.

He knew what he was trying to do; even back when he got his wife, he almost kissed her master’s feet. Spending a year in her sect as an exchange disciple turned out to be worth it.

The elder then looked at his wife.

Now... after all he did for her... she was standing against him... wanting to give his own daughter, his own disciple, away.

Left right, even his own disciple, everyone was against him, everyone is an enemy, everyone...

At this time, the man behind his master finally stepped up in front of everybody’s eyes.

For a second, even elder Magga who was on the far end of the table, eating the delicacies like there was no tomorrow, stopped and focused on him with a wide smile.

"Now that’s how a man should act!"

Falling on one knee, the disciple faced the elder with a sharp gaze, and in a serious voice, he shouted:

"Elder Aristo! I promise to take care of your disciple, no, your daughter, to the best of my abilities! I will put my life, my soul, and my everything on the line to make sure she is the happiest woman on this earth. So I ask you again... please, give me your daughter’s hand."

This single act made everybody silent.

It was because it went against customs. These were disciples under inner sect elders, and their masters had the same role as parents, if not more, so they couldn’t act under their own thoughts when with them.

They should stay silent when they speak and still when they act.

For Eldora to take the move was, in a way, an attack against customs and his own master.

But, at this point, neither the master nor the disciple cared.

Eldora was a dutiful disciple, and he held the highest place in Elder Karim’s heart. Even if he were to betray him some day, his heart wouldn’t allow him to retaliate.

But, to make his disciple have to go to such lengths to take Sara as his wife and life partner, if anything, Elder Karim’s anger was directed towards Elder Aristo.

*Fwshhh*

An aura of utmost glory that made the room turn upside down rushed from above and onto the ground.

The entire sect was overwhelmed by that single act of anger.

But it didn’t last; it couldn’t last.

The sect had set rules in place that not even Elder Karim in his anger could break.

Everybody fell silent, and those who had no idea what was happening only thought they had tired themselves too much and felt the world turn upside down for a second.

But those who did know what was going on looked at the center of this commotion with calculating eyes.

Now the table was set.

The disciple let go of all shackles and fell down on his knees for the elder to give his daughter’s hand, and the master showed utmost anger at this disrespect.

For a second, Eldora almost rose to his feet, thinking that it was him who angered his master, but a single message made him look up front.

"This is what you wanted? Now act! Do what needs to be done!" On the other side, Elder Mestica, Elder Aristo’s wife, attacked.

And now, it was all him.

With all of this going on, even his raised defenses couldn’t keep up.

Then, the ultimate attack came from the back.

Like a dagger from the one he trusted most, his daughter hugged him, and for a second that broke his entire world... he felt his daughter crying.

’I... I made Sara cry?’ The elder’s mind fragmented and broke down as all resistance went to oblivion.

To think that he was this stubborn... to hurt the very soul he wanted to protect.

To think that his selfishness could bring this result.

For 179 years! 179 years, and he only made his disciple smile and laugh! And now she’s crying on his back? Because of him?!

Anger bubbled on the elder’s chest as he stopped everything and turned towards his daughter.

With a black face full of self-resentment, eyes cold, and mouth shut.

The elder’s form started changing.

His body distorted and became muscular, tall, and handsome! Handsome beyond words!

White hair that fell to his waist and rosy gem eyes opened to face his daughter.

"I’m sorry, my dear." He said as he caressed his disciple’s head.

Then, his huge hands landed on her tiny face, and her tears, invisible to all, were cleared.

Sara looked up to see her master in his true form, the form she couldn’t remember how many times she had seen, and upon seeing his face, she almost couldn’t hold back from crying once more.

She could feel his pain; she could see it.

The entire VIP room started shaking for a second time and distorting as elder Aristo turned to face Eldora.

"Eldora... my son." With these words spoken, it was already obvious what the answer would be, but at this moment, out of respect for elder Aristo, no one said a word, not even his wife, who was starting to feel his pain.

Elder Aristo fell down on one knee... causing the previously shaking room to turn completely still, terrifyingly so.

"You’re a capable man... strong, honest, and full of potential." He added.

"I can rest easy if my daughter is in your hands... if you complete each other." He continued.

Then he held the man’s hand, and with Eldora, only Eldora felt the burning emotions and the elder’s shaking arm...

"Can I... entrust my daughter to you?" These words were the last thing spoken, and then nothing.

A second passed, and another, and then another;

Eldora held his tears and bit his mouth.

The emotions burning in his chest—happiness, sadness, fear, and resolve.

"Yes. I will protect her with my life!"

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