"The entire country will be exempt from mining taxes for a year, and tonight we'll host a grand banquet to welcome my precious son!" Quinton got into character very quickly. After all, he himself didn't even know how many descendants he had, so it was only natural for him to recognize one promising one as his own.
However, Quinton's words intensified Evan's murderous intent. This man had ruined his mother's life and his own!
If it weren't for his master's appearance, Evan would have spent his whole life as a fire-starting servant in that blacksmith shop. He knew in his heart who gave him his life, and he knew even better what he should do.
The goblin capital was unusually lively today, and the entire palace was hosting a welcome feast for Evan, especially the goblin king and his council of elders who were particularly attentive.
The Goblin King was indeed excited, but the elders didn't see it that way. The Creation specialization was crucial to the future of the goblins, and now that a super-talented Creation specialist had emerged, shouldn't the choice of Goblin King be changed?
After all, the Goblin King is old and frail, and even his desire to be a stallion is no longer strong enough. On the other hand, Evan is young and strong, and has the ability to shoulder the responsibility of the rise and fall of the race. Therefore, the choice of the Goblin King has changed in the minds of the elders.
The only thing that made the elders hesitate was the relationship between Quinton and Evan. The two were father and son, and their relationship seemed quite good. If the elders were to arbitrarily remove Quinton from his position as Goblin King, it would obviously cause dissatisfaction from one or even both sides. Therefore, they decided to wait and see how things went.
"Hahaha, like father, like son! You've really brought honor to your father today!" Quinton patted Evan's shoulder heavily. Although he had many sons, there were only a few that he truly valued.
Evan replied politely, "It's all thanks to my father's bloodline; otherwise, I wouldn't even have the Creation Specialization, let alone my current super talent!"
"What, judging from your tone, there's a little story behind your super talent?" Kundun, being an old and shrewd man, immediately sensed the hidden meaning in Evan's words.
"I……"
Evan was taken aback. He immediately shut up and just kept drinking from the flask.
Seeing Evan's expression, Quinton became even more suspicious. He deliberately asked, "Son, you're not angry with your father, are you?"
After a moment's hesitation, Evan shook his head and denied it, saying, "Your subject dares not."
Quinton breathed a sigh of relief. Young people are just young people; they're clearly angry but unwilling to say it. He then said, "Actually, I've been keeping an eye on you all these years and know what kind of life you've been living in Fishgard. It's not that I haven't thought about bringing you back, but considering that you're my son, Quinton, I've suppressed my longing and given up on that idea."
“Father!” Evan called out with deep emotion.
"A fine sword is forged through tempering, and the fragrance of plum blossoms comes from bitter cold. I believe my son will grow into a qualified goblin king," Kundun sighed with satisfaction.
After hesitating for a long time, Evan finally confessed, "Father, actually my creative expertise is only at the beginner level, but I had a great opportunity, which led to my current super talent!"
"This is your secret. If you don't want to tell me, your father won't force you!" Quinton was very selfless and had no intention of forcing Evan to tell him.
“Father, there is still one more chance for transformation there. If you don’t mind, I would like to take you there to try it out!”
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