From Secret Clan to the Divine Dynasty

Chapter 52: Chapter 50 Her Beautiful Wish

Byrne still braved his intense unease to visit his wife’s family at the Hoffman residence.

Several days later, they took a carriage back to Nasir, still on high alert.

The news of Mr. Gold’s death wasn’t made public in their circles until after Byrne had left; the cause was announced as a sudden illness due to excessive obesity, with almost no one aware of the murder case.

Byrne contemplated on the journey and soon understood why Viscount Bast wanted to conceal the cause of Mr. Gold’s death—it was to prevent the allies who supported the Lion clan from becoming overly anxious.

He once again felt the consequences of being weak in a cruel world.

“Mr. Gold’s status, vision, and wisdom were all above his own, yet he was so easily killed by mysterious forces because, after all, he was an ordinary person.”

“In this world filled with extraordinary terror, all ordinary people are but grass, and no matter how well they perform, they are merely nutrients!”

Without sufficient extraordinary power, all status and authority are but smoke that could scatter at any moment.

The strength of the family and oneself is the foundation of everything.

The Ten Great Pillar families, with their ability to dominate over all forces, hold the majority of resources, heritage, land, and wealth of the continent’s east, rely on the formidable power cultivated by their families!

Deep within, Byrne suddenly realized that the Fischer family had never emerged from the dark jungle.

All the fleeting beauty they possessed could vanish at any moment, disappearing without a trace.

But one day, they would become “monsters” in the dark jungle.

For the Fischer family possesses an immense advantage that no other power or organization in the world can compare with.

One day, they would be able to create a powerful army of Extraordinary Exponents!

It started to rain.

The sound of rain hitting the ground echoed through the air, bringing a desolate and merciless beauty. The carriage heavily crossed puddles, causing water droplets to splatter.

The carriage returned to Nasir through the torrential rain. Seeing the Fischer estate, he thought of checking on Margaret and Darren first.

Yet, upon arriving home, Byrne couldn’t find any trace of Margaret or his son Darren.

He heard from a servant that the two had just left, and a powerful unease surged within him instantly!

Byrne quickly asked the servants about Margaret and Darren’s whereabouts. After much difficulty, he learned that they had gone to the Isaac knight family’s house in town.

It seemed they were attending a tea party hosted by one of the female members of that family.

“A tea party?”

Something felt very wrong, and his unease intensified. Byrne couldn’t understand why any tea party would be called for on such a rain-soaked day!

Although he felt rationally that there was little chance of his wife and child being targeted for assassination or kidnapping by the Eagle clan, under the protection of the mighty Lord of the Lost, he still left the house in panic.

Byrne braved the heavy rain and arrived near the Isaac knight family estate, his glasses and clothes completely soaked through.

The pouring rain blurred the vision, the cascading water enshrouding the estate, uniting heaven and earth.

Before the drenched Byrne could step inside, he saw some women and children coming out under umbrellas, all laughing and chatting joyously, among them clearly were Margaret and his son Darren.

Standing in the rain, Byrne finally took a breath of relief. They were alright!

As Margaret hastened over with her son in hand, her smile turned to surprise. She quickly pulled Byrne under the umbrella as well, saying:

“Byrne, what are you doing here? You’ve come back two days earlier than you said you would.”

Darren also looked up at his father, opening his curious wide eyes.

Byrne wanted to embrace his wife but didn’t want to wet her clothes, so he forcefully held back.

He took a deep breath and explained, “It’s nothing, just encountered some matters, so I came back early.”

Margaret quietly looked at her husband for a long time, then gave a slight nod.

“Hmm, as long as you’re okay, I won’t pry into your affairs.”

Yet, Byrne really wanted to ask why she would attend a tea party on a rainy day.

Once the three of them were back home, he finally couldn’t suppress the deepest doubt in his heart any longer while changing clothes and gently inquired:

“Margaret, why would you go to a tea party in this kind of weather, what exactly were you doing?”

Margaret answered offhandedly:

“Oh, during the days you were away, Lady Isaac talked to me a lot about the faith of the Moon Lady, all about how people with power should aid the weak, women, and children, and I found it quite reasonable.”

“The Moon Lady is indeed one of the kindest and most considerate deities towards the vulnerable, it makes one unable to resist wanting to worship and give thanks.”

“What did you just say?”

Byrne immediately froze, his eyes filled with immense shock and disbelief.

He swallowed instinctively and glanced at his son’s hand, which originally had a red brand but had long since been concealed with medicinal solution by himself.

Margaret paused for a moment and continued with a smile:

“Isn’t your family a follower of the Lord of Salvation? He and the Moon Lady have a pretty good relationship, plus, Irene loves children so much, she shouldn’t have any objections, right?”

She looked at the silent Byrne and said, puzzled:

“Byrne, what’s wrong with you? I felt that your look just now was a bit scary.”

Byrne lowered his head and stayed silent for a long time, so long that Margaret’s heart gradually began to rise with unease, then she heard him say in an extremely deep voice:

“I will not control you, Margaret, however, Darren cannot go there anymore, as the future head of the Fischer family, he must worship the ‘Lord of Salvation’ together with Irene and me.”

Since marrying Byrne, Margaret had never seen her gentle husband speak with such a firm and unquestionable tone, she frowned for a long time but still nodded.

“Alright, I understand, I’m sorry, I should have discussed this matter with you beforehand.”

“Only, Cyart people’s laws and culture permit the freedom to believe in any deity from the True Gods Church, as long as one’s faith isn’t in a heretical Evil God, I thought there shouldn’t be a need to speak in advance with you, I oversimplified it.”

She paused and then continued:

“I’m sorry, but I can promise you with my life, I would never let Darren come into contact with those wicked heretics, he will grow up free and happy under the embrace of the True Gods, that’s my only wish.”

Margaret suddenly saw Byrne lower his head to show a bitter smile, struggled to speak, and then with reddened eyes, enveloped her in a deep hug.

“It’s okay now, Byrne, what exactly happened to you? Why don’t you tell me what happened in Fein City?”

She comforted her frail but strong husband, slowly saying:

“Don’t worry, nothing will happen here, the grand True Gods possess supreme power, protecting us from foreign enemies and evil cultists.”

The man nodded slowly, saying calmly:

“Yes, I also believe in the power of the gods, Margaret… I love you.”

Just that some dark secrets, hidden in the deepest part of my heart, you will never know in this lifetime.