"What?" Rancim and Manny couldn't believe their ears when they heard it. A noble foreign dragon clan, Mr. Brutal, would actually meet Ron? For no reason, why on earth is this
Ron was also stunned, and asked after a long time, "Why?"
Hera smiled slightly, "You will know when you go!"
Ron hesitated even more when he heard it. He knew the status of the foreign dragon clan in Noah's continent, but this dragon clan master had nothing to do with him, let alone any relationship. Why did he take the initiative to meet him
As if seeing Ron's hesitation, Hera smiled and said, "Ron, it's okay, my father doesn't have any malicious intentions, he just wants to meet you!"
"Okay!" Ron finally nodded. With his relationship with Hera, it was not easy to refuse the elder's interview, so he agreed.
Seeing the back of Ron walking into the corridor, Ransim showed envy in his eyes. He really wanted to be the one who went in. At this time, he turned his head and asked Hera.
"His Royal Highness, Princess Brutal, why did Lord Brutal meet Ron?"
Hera smiled mysteriously, and said two words, "Secret!"
Maybe it was Hera who said hello in advance, and Ron walked up to the guard, who only took one look at him and let him in.
Under the guidance of the guards, he walked through the long corridor and came to the door of a room. Ron hesitated, pushed the door and went in.
The room was dark, even a little suffocating, and the air was filled with a cloudy smell, mixed with some strong smell of alcohol.
A middle-aged man was sitting by the window sill, looking out of the window steadfastly, without even noticing that Ron came in.
Coming in suddenly, Ron also felt a little abrupt. He didn't know how to address the man in front of him, and he even forgot to ask Hera what his name was.
"My lord?" Ron called tentatively.
The figure moved, turned around, and looked Ron up and down.
In an instant, Brutal's eyes widened suddenly, showing a strong expression of disbelief, and in the next moment, his body trembled involuntarily.
"Moody!"
"Moody?"
Monk Ron Zhanger couldn't figure it out, he looked back unconsciously, and was sure that there were only the two of them in the room.
"You called me?" Ron asked strangely, pointing to his nose.
Brutal struggled to get up, but he didn't know whether he had been sitting too long or was too agitated, his feet couldn't support his body. He fell heavily on the soft chair, panting heavily.
"Son... please... please come closer... let me... take a good look at you..." Brutal said, pointing at Ron excitedly.
"Ah?" Ron was a little startled, but he still walked over quickly and stood quietly in front of the middle-aged man.
At this time, Ron finally saw the middle-aged man's appearance clearly. His long golden hair hung down, and he could hardly see his face clearly. , as if it hasn't been cut for a long time, and the whole person presents a decadent state.
Brutal stretched out his hand tremblingly, "Son, you...you squat down..."
Ron hesitated and bent down. At this time, the skinny hand had reached out to his face and stroked it gently. At this moment, Brutal's face was full of excitement, and he murmured, "It's very similar." , it's just too similar... "
Looking at Ron's appearance, Bruto's wife's face appeared in his mind. At this moment, Ron's appearance was almost identical to his wife's. She was a black dragon and had black hair like a waterfall when she transformed into a human form. And black eyes that are crystal clear like jewels.
"You... you really aren't called Moody?" Brutal asked in a trembling voice.
"Moody?" Ron had heard the name more than once, and then he remembered that when he first met Hera, she also asked him if his name was Moody.
"Could it be that I look a lot like this Moody?" Ron thought to himself, shaking his head at the same time and said, "My lord, my name is Ron, not Moody!"
"Ron! Ron!" Bruto had completely calmed down at this moment, and couldn't help laughing inwardly. Moody was only one year old when Laffield took him away. How could he remember his name
"So your name is Ron!" Brutal smiled, pointed to the chair next to him gently, motioned for Ron to sit down, and then said kindly, "I was abrupt, Ron, the first time I saw you When I saw you, I felt that you looked like my wife, I thought you were... "
As he spoke, he paused for a moment, and suddenly changed his tone, "By the way, Ron, who are your parents? Where are they?"
"I don't have parents!" Ron shook his head. "I was an orphan since I was a child. Grandpa Zari picked me up by the river and brought me up. Unfortunately, he passed away..."
Speaking of this, Ron's eyes turned red, and he almost shed tears. The relationship between him and Grandpa Zari is so deep that nothing can replace it.
"Orphan?" Brutal raised his eyebrows, and he sensitively captured the word. From this point of view, the possibility of Ron being Moody is greatly increased.
Ron and his wife look so much alike, if it turns out that Ron is not Moody, Brutal may not be able to bear the blow.
"Son, how old are you?" Brutal asked pleasantly.
"I'm 20 years old this year! I just celebrated my 20th birthday some time ago..." Ron counted with his fingers and replied, but his birthday was counted from when Grandpa Zari picked him up.
At this time, Ron had already noticed something sensitively. This middle-aged man actually asked these things on his own initiative. His heart almost jumped out of his throat. Could it be related to his own life experience
For a long time, Ron has never regarded finding his biological parents as a very important thing. Maybe it is because he has been wandering since childhood and is used to being alone, but it does not mean that he does not think about his life experience silently in the dead of night.
"Twenty years old!"
After hearing Ron's age, Brutal's face became agitated again. There is nothing wrong with it. Twenty years have passed since the day Laffield took Moody away. In this way, his The age is also exactly right.
A similar face, an orphan's background, and the same age.
At this moment, Brutal was almost certain that the Ron in front of him was definitely his own son Moody. If there was such a coincidence in the world, Brutal could only accept it.
Brutal suppressed the excitement in his heart, touched Ron's head and asked, "Son, did your grandfather who adopted you have any tokens when he picked you up? Such as jewelry..."
"Token?" Ron thought for a while, untied something from his neck, and handed it to Brutal, "My lord, is it this?"
It was a six-shaped jewelry, and the sapphire-like pendant exuded a soft light. Ron had worn this thing for twenty years.
Grandpa Zari said that this thing seems to be related to his life experience.
After receiving the six-shaped pendant with body temperature, Bruto's eyes became dull, and the past scenes emerged from his heart. This pendant was made by himself and used as a token of love for his wife, although it is not very expensive. However, since Moody was born, this thing has been worn by his wife on his favorite son Moody.
Brutal's body was trembling violently, his weak hands were shaking constantly, and the expression on his face was constantly changing.
"My lord, what's the matter with you?" Seeing that something was wrong with Brutal, Ron quickly reached out to support him.
Finally, Brutal couldn't help it, and started crying like a child, with cloudy tears streaming down his cheeks, crying very sadly.
"My lord, what's the matter with you?" Ron was in a hurry. He didn't expect that the middle-aged man would react so much when he took out the pendant. He asked in surprise, "My lord, do you know this pendant?"
"Son..." Brutal stroked Ron's thin but resolute face lightly, tears streaming down his face, "I am your father..."
"Father?" Ron was taken aback. He originally thought that the pendant had something to do with the middle-aged man, but he never expected that he was his father.
"Father... are you my father?"
Ron's mind was blank. Like other children, he imagined his father countless times, but he never imagined that the decadent middle-aged man in front of him was actually his father.
"Yes, child!" Brutal moved his body, and his face was full of excitement, "Your face, your age, and your background can all prove that you are my son Moody, and this pendant... "
Brutus gently picked up the thing in his hand, "This is an ornament I made with my own hands. I gave it to your mother, and then your mother gave it to you... It is a testimony of our love... "
"Father, you are really my father..." At this moment, Ron had no doubts anymore, he threw himself into Brutal's arms, as excited as a child who has left home seeing his relatives.
"My child! My child!" Brutal hugged him lightly and said excitedly, "I finally saw you... I never thought that I would be able to hug you again in my lifetime. I didn't even dare to dream of it before. …”
The two father and son embraced each other and wept, and they did not separate for a long time. After a while, the two finally suppressed their excitement and let go.
Brutal smiled, "Son, let me take a good look at you!"
Ron smiled embarrassedly, and wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes. From his memory, he hadn't cried for a long time. Just now, under the excitement, the tears flowed down uncontrollably.
Gently stroking Ron's thin face, Brutal said heartbrokenly, "My child, you have been an orphan since you were a child. You must have suffered a lot, right?"
Ron shook his head, "Father, Ron grew up with Grandpa Zari and never felt bitter!" He told Brutal about Grandpa Zari.
Bruto couldn't help being moved when he heard that, when he heard that Grandpa Zari had passed away, he sighed, "It's a pity, if he is still alive, I will inevitably take him to the palace to enjoy himself!"
Looking at his father's body weighing less than ninety pounds, Ron also felt a little distressed. He had too many things to ask, and he didn't know why his father became like this.
At this time, he hesitated and asked, "By the way, father, where is my mother? Who is she?"