Divine Emperor Of Death Chapter 464
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Claire did mean to send him to the Alstreim Family to fight for the Young Master status. Then that would mean that the so-called 'pride' would marry into the family through Claire.
He didn't know who exactly her pride was but from the sound of it, it looks like it was Claire's lover.
He stepped forward a little bit towards Davis as he once again bowed, showing his gratitude, "I am grateful to you for saving us at that time. Please convey my gratitude towards that masked woman as well."
He stood up straight and opened his mouth again, "I wonder what you are to my niece?"
Initially, Daniuis didn't dare to probe the other party's identity, however, since he seemed to be his niece's pride, he felt that he needed to know!
Otherwise, if his niece was cheated or betrayed by this so-called 'pride', it would be a cause for another tragedy!
Claire walked towards Davis and took his hand into her embrace, further strengthening Daniuis's assumption that these two were lovers.
"My son!"
"Yes, your son..." Daniuis nodded his head as he heard her exclamation. However, he was quickly stunned, "Son!?"
His eyes widened and his body trembled in uncertainty. Such a powerful person was her son?
"..."
For a moment, he was stumped and his disbelief that was etched on his face was visible for all to see.
He quickly retracted his disbelief and his mind promptly moved in another direction, thinking that her son was adopted.
However, the next scene he saw left his mind reeling absolute disbelief.
The raven-shaped golden masked person took off his mask and revealed his face to Daniuis with a calm smile.
"It's been a long while, 'Leader' Daniuis..." Davis emphasized when he said 'leader' with a rather inoffensive wink.
Daniuis jerked his neck as he took a step back! He felt his mind was playing tricks on him!
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He couldn't believe that this powerful person was none other than the youth who had once been able to handle a single strike of his Soul Forging Cultivation when they first met! At that time, this youth's cultivation was at Adult Soul Stage!
Close to ten years had passed but the youth had already grown into someone powerful Soul Cultivator?
Furthermore, this youth was none other than his niece's son?
Daniuis still felt disbelief with these turn of events.
At that time, this youth had said that he had just left the mountains after his master had died? Was that a complete lie?
'He came from the Forsaken Phoenix Realm!'
Suddenly, Daniuis thought back to the year and realized that it was the year when the opening of the entrance took place!
Nevertheless, Daniuis still couldn't feel the reality of these turn of events.
"... You! H-how?" He could only point at Davis and stutter.
"Allow me to introduce myself..." At this point, Logan stepped forwards as he removed his mask, revealing his lady killer looks.
Daniuis's attention was grabbed and his gaze turned towards Logan.
..."My name is Logan Loret. I'm Claire's husband, and he Davis Loret is none other than our son." Logan introduced himself and then pointed over to Davis.
Davis smilingly waved his hand, "Never thought you would be my mother's uncle."
Daniuis looked as if he saw a ghost. He had been under the impression that Davis died since the information came to him that the latter disappeared in the West End Valley.
Even the Tripartite Alliance came forward to ask about Davis's whereabouts stating that he had been involved with some sort of shenanigans, with his life and death unknown.
He didn't know that the Tripartite Alliance wanted to know about the existence which lay in West End Valley.
Could it be that it turned out to be fortune instead of disaster?
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In his perspective, there were now two people who walked out of the grave! One was his niece and the other was her son!
Daniuis gulped and laughed out loud as if one of the burdens in his heart had been lifted up, "Can I call you Logan?"
"Of course!" Logan replied as he too laughed.
He was initially surprised that they had quickly met a family member of Claire, however, he never expected the one they found would be someone exiled.
'Looks like the Alstreim Family is more messed up than mine...' He couldn't help but speculate.
Nevertheless, he was happy for his wife since Daniuis seemed to be her father's blood brother.
"So it's you!"
"Yes, it's me..." Davis imitated Daniuis's expression but it changed, "I want that Peak-Level Sky Grade Scythe!"
His expression looked as if he was demanding his grand-uncle for gifts on the new year's eve.
Daniuis became flabbergasted, however, it was only for a moment. He obediently took out that Peak-Level Sky Grade Scythe and handed it over to Davis.
In any case, since Davis is his niece's son, he didn't see the disadvantages of gifting it to him!
Forget gifting! Daniuis owed a debt of gratitude now and had even promised to give anything in the treasury if Davis could gather enough points before the year ended at that time, however, even without the latter taken into consideration, the former reason in itself was enough to give the Peak-Level Sky Grade Scythe to Davis.
He even had the urge to gift something at King Grade to Davis!
Davis's eyes displayed a hint of excitement as he took the trembling Peak-Level Sky Grade Scythe into his hands.
Unlike the Mid-Level Sky Grade Dark Crimson Scythe which was red and black in color, this Peak-Level Sky Grade Scythe had a shimmering blade that had the same proportions and design of the former, however, the shimmering silver blade had its tip and edges encase with lustrous green.
The lustrous green edge of the blade looked like it was glowing and was jagged at some ends while the green glow was also visible on the bottom and top of the shaft.
"Its grade is able to break into King Grade as long as you take it to a King Grade Blacksmith to temper it once again with suitable materials, however, don't do it unless you reach the Seventh Stage since you wouldn't be able to control it once the Peak-Level Sky Grade Scythe reaches the King Grade." Daniuis echoed a fair hint of warning.
"Did you reach the Seventh Stage in any one of the cultivation systems?" He asked, not sure if Davis had reached the Seventh Stage.
He only knew that Davis had a stronger Soul Forging Cultivation than his current Elder Soul Stage, however, he couldn't guess as the latter's soul force seemed elusive to the extreme, rendering him incapable of gauging his Soul Forging Cultivation.
Davis simply shook his head, indicating that he hadn't entered the Seventh Stage in any one of the Cultivation System.
He had only entered Low-Level Law Seed Stage/ Fifth Stage of Essence Gaterhing Cultivation, Low-Level Martial Ascension Stage/ Sixth Stage of Body Tempering Cultivation, and Low-Level Mature Soul Stage/ Sixth Stage of Soul Forging Cultivation, which none of them were at the Seventh Stage.
"Then don't try to upgrade its grade as it will become useless to you."
Davis knew this point too but he nodded his head in agreement. However, he inwardly thought about using Fallen Heaven's power on King Grade Weapons to see what would happen. He was curious to see if those weapons would submit to him or still stubbornly deny him.
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