Super Righteous Player
Chapter 976 - 34: The Banquet Host

Chapter 976: Chapter 34: The Banquet Host

Annan felt a bitter pain in his heart but he couldn’t express it.

He was somewhat worried that if he revealed the fact that "Husky’s soul is actually male" at this moment, perhaps Isaac might rage with embarrassment and end up disliking Husky instead.

After all, Isaac’s current attitude towards Husky was quite positive.

Being nagged at was not a big deal for him, as he had long grown used to it. But Husky, though seemingly optimistic and cheerful on the surface, was essentially naively happy rather than truly joyful.

Underneath that enthusiastic and cheerful facade lay hidden a sense of isolation.

Indeed, among the two of them... it was Husky who struggled to easily make friends.

That was why Annan had friends everywhere over the years... whereas Husky, despite seeming carefree and able to blend in with anyone, hardly made any friends other than Annan.

—Perhaps this was why Husky had created a beautiful female persona for himself.

Because deep down, she still hoped to have friends, to have someone to care for and like her.

And now, Husky had achieved exactly that.

But unexpectedly, Annan, who had smiled enough on the side, spoke out to explain for them, "You might have misunderstood something, Mr. Isaac. Because Husky was actually a young boy before... Their relationship is more brotherly than romantic."

"...Is that so?"

What surprised Annan was that Isaac didn’t show any signs of disgust.

He merely nodded thoughtfully, "I see, that’s indeed a possibility."

No wonder Husky reacted so strongly when previously called "Miss."

Then, Isaac unexpectedly apologized to Husky, "Sorry, Husky... I made a prejudiced judgment earlier."

"Oh, it’s alright."

Husky just tilted his head, displaying a carefree smile, "Just call me Husky. ’Miss’... really does feel a bit odd."

"Huh..."

Annan made a puzzled sound.

Isaac glared at him discontentedly, "What are you thinking about? It’s just ’Dreaming Dead Butterfly’ or ’Drunkenness of Great Sin,’ what’s so strange about that... In the path of wizards seeking truth, only creation, mission, and goodwill are worth distracting ourselves.

"We cannot decide our birth, nor alter that unchangeable fact—this is our destiny. But the purpose of rituals lies in this.

"Whether it’s altering one’s face, height, gender, or even race, the only constraint is ’necessity’. If it’s just whimsical or out of boredom, then it’s undoubtedly a waste of life... but if there’s a need, why not?

"I’ve even seen masters of the Idol School, to eliminate the influence of the flesh on their desires, transfer their consciousness to puppets; I’ve also seen those who, to experience true foresight, killed themselves and were reborn from the womb of a centaur...

"If it’s for pursuing the essence of beauty or trying to enhance sensitivity to dreams, transforming into a female is perfectly reasonable; I’ve also seen those who crave the intense brilliance of the sun, not only transforming into males but also removing all body hair, their skin scorched brown by the sunlight as sun worshippers."

Isaac said this, he sighed softly, and then brought up a name, "Do you know the Beloved Guest?"

"The last Demigod?"

Annan had indeed heard this name, "It is said to be a follower of the Goddess of Cup who ascended to divinity and was ultimately welcomed by the Goddess of Cup’s side. Since Him, there seems to have been no new Demigods born."

"He actually is my ancestor."

Isaac sighed lightly, revealing a startling fact, "He was my grandfather."

Annan was also taken aback, "Is... from the Flamell family?"

This was something neither Annan, nor even Philip, an ancient member of the Flamell family, knew—

"...I have never seen it recorded or heard you mention this in public. Your adopted son, Nicholas, seems also unaware of it."

"Although Nicholas also bears the surname Flamell, he and I are not of the same lineage.

In history, Isaac had never publicly spoken of this. And after becoming a demigod, old names were also concealed, not to be found in ordinary records... It was only many years after his death that this secret was finally revealed.

Annan, astonished, continued, "But if I remember correctly, apart from Nicholas, your adopted son..."

"Yes, I have no offspring."

Isaac confessed openly, "Because I truly did not have the time to care for a child, and I already had Nicholas as my heir... although in the end, he did not become a suitable heir.

"But he at least became a qualified transformation wizard and left many formulas for this world. Thus, my education of him was not a waste."

Isaac gave such a calm assessment of the adopted son who had "killed" him.

He looked at Annan, who was somewhat perplexed, but for once did not criticize him further.

He only sighed, "After all, it’s in the past.

"Sir Isaac is already dead, I can’t become a ghost now, can I? I would rather be forgotten than be remembered as a ’vengeful spirit’ or a ’disaster’. Moreover, I indeed made sufficient contributions to this world... I have no regrets in this life.

"Because I first had no desire to marry or have children, and then I adopted Nicholas. I can’t blame my lack of offspring on him; it would be an irrational mode of thinking.

"Only... just slightly regretful."

Isaac slightly raised his head, looking at the crystal chandelier on the ceiling that emitted a radiant light.

There was no hatred in his eyes, nor regret.

Just a calm contemplation of the past, "Nicholas’s talent was very good... contrary to what he thought, he did not steal the Wizard’s Tower’s privileges through those insignificant tricks... but rather gained the Wizard’s Tower’s recognition through his own abilities.

"The position of Tower Master can’t be stolen just by Elemental Power. Even if he temporarily took over the Wizard’s Tower privileges, he could not permanently obtain the title of Tower Master; even though he killed me, I could still be reborn with the power of the Wizard’s Tower.

"I just wanted to see what he really wanted to do. And the moment he truly buried my ashes, he reconciled with me and his past self. His talent saw exponential growth... In that moment, Nicholas indeed had the qualities of a Tower Master.

"At that instant, I realized how my existence hindered him...

"—So I gave up on resurrection and chose to depart."

Isaac declared.

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