American comics farmer: start by adopting the villain savior

"Yeah." The father and son nodded in understanding again and smiled at each other.

However, after the laugh, the room fell into a brief silence.

The father and son looked at each other in the moonlight, and the air was filled with silent expectation.

Locke looked at his son's clear and innocent eyes, which seemed to be filled with the entire starry sky. He waited and waited, and finally couldn't bear it anymore.

He took a deep breath and decided not to beat around the bush, but to get straight to the point!

There was a subtle seriousness in his tone:

"Sarafil," he gently pinched his son's face, "So... don't you have any little secrets you want to share with Daddy?"

"secret?"

Sarafiel blinked her big eyes, her long eyelashes fluttered like little fans, and her face was full of innocent confusion.

"Dad, what secrets do I have? I go to school, train, play, and sleep every day. My biggest secret might be that I've secretly hidden a chocolate bar with a liqueur filling that you gave me and I haven't been able to eat it yet!"

That expression, that tone, was so natural and innocent that it made people feel soft-hearted.

The corners of Locke's mouth twitched uncontrollably.

This guy! He acted quite like it!

Looking at Sarafiel's attitude, the fatherly tenderness in Locke's heart was instantly replaced by the thought, 'this little bastard is quite pretentious.'

If we keep going around in circles like this, we won’t be able to get to the bottom of it by dawn.

"Ugh……"

Locke sighed meaningfully, as if he had finally made up his mind.

Under Sarafiel's confused gaze, he slowly raised his free hand.

The fingertips moved lightly in the air, like skimming across the surface of calm water, extremely casually yet with incredible precision.

"Hey!"

A tiny, dark crack in space, as if cut by an invisible sharp blade, instantly appeared in the air in front of the two people!

The smile and confusion on Sarafiel's face froze in an instant!

He suddenly sat up straight, his eyes widened, and his mouth opened unconsciously, wide enough to fit an egg!

He stared at the crack that appeared out of nowhere, the blood drained from his face, leaving only shock and disbelief!

Even.

"Dad. Dad also has authority?!"

Even the "God's Capital" screamed in his ears in disbelief.

Before Sarafiel could recover from this surreal scene, Locke looked towards the crack and whispered in a familiar tone, as if calling his own puppy, "Come out, glutton, and show yourself."

"Woooo~"

A low hum with a hint of laziness and coquettishness was heard.

Then, the palm-sized dragon-shaped shadow with shimmering dark golden scales gracefully poked its head out of the crack as if it had leaped out of the water.

It circled around Locke's fingertips affectionately twice, and finally hovered steadily between the father and son.

Those eyes made purely of golden energy looked at the stunned Sarafiel and even tilted their little head.

Looking away from the cute little dragon soul, Locke returned his gaze to his son's paper filled with—

"Who am I? Where am I? What do I see?"

Shocked little face.

His eyes became serious, with an oppressive feeling of "leniency to those who confess, severity to those who resist"!

"Saraphiel Kent!"

Locke's voice was not loud, but it carried an unquestionable majesty.

"This is the first lesson Daddy taught you—please don't tell lies to your family!"

He stretched out his finger and gently tapped the tip of his son's nose, which was trembling slightly with shock.

"Now, tell your father the truth!"

Chapter 86: Lesson 1! Be sincere to your family!

Sarafiel felt like he was struck by an invisible lightning!

The crack in space casually created by his father's fingertips turned into the sharpest blade, instantly severing all his cognition!

That familiar, turbid aura of chaos, that wandering dragon soul...

This is clearly the power of the "Divine Capital" that he regards as the biggest secret and worries about day and night!

But... why?!

Terror was like an icy tide that instantly overwhelmed Sarafiel.

His small body froze in place, his blood seemed to have frozen, his mind was blank, and only countless thunderous question marks were blasting wildly:

Am I not... adopted?!

Why does Dad... have the same power as me?!

He can open that dimension too?! He can even summon the dragon spirit inside! Like commanding a pet?!

The huge impact almost suffocated Sarafiel.

He subconsciously called out to the only one who knew his secret:

"Shendu! Did you see that?!"

However, the usually active and even noisy "Divine Capital" was now plunged into an unprecedented, deathly silence.

Sarafiel could feel the shadow deep in his consciousness fluctuating violently, filled with the same shock and confusion as him, as if he was also speechless due to the shock of this subversive reality.

What made Sarafiel feel even more chilled was that he could clearly sense it when his father summoned the dark golden dragon.

It seems that his father's authority over that space is... above him!

It is a more ancient and original connection, like the true master of space!

This shouldn't be!

Sarafiel was confused.

When "Shendu" woke up tonight, he told him that this was their companion world!

But why is Dad's control stronger than mine? !

Is it...

Have they been understanding it wrong all along?

Is that space actually a companion space to the family bloodline? Is it some kind of inherited ability of the Kent family?

But isn't the Kent family's inherited ability called 'Stand'?!

This thought made him even more confused.

He tried hard to recall, but in his memory, his father would only occasionally shout "Platinum Star" and quickly finish the farm work.

Dad didn’t have the scales or dragon horns like the one I had in my dream, and his breath didn’t have the fire…

As heavy and steady as a mountain, he looks like an ordinary father who is strong, reliable, and occasionally a little off-key.

wrong…

Now it seems uncertain...

Sarafiel thought in confusion.

Maybe he is actually Dad's biological son?! No, no, then Dio brother...

"Brother..."

Just when Sarafiel's mind was in chaos, deep in his consciousness, the "God's Capital" that had been silent for a long time finally moved.

His voice was no longer his usual cold or bewitching tone, but instead carried an unprecedented, almost trembling eagerness and incredible inquiry:

"Brother!"

"Can...can I...touch my father?"

The request was so strange, so filled with an indescribable longing.

However, at this moment, Sarafiel was completely occupied by the facts before him and the storm in his heart, and turned a deaf ear to the request of "God's Capital".

He just stared into his father's deep eyes, which were scrutinizing and serious, yet concealed with concern.

All the entanglements and hesitations collapsed in the face of his father's declaration of "being honest to his family" and this subversive display of power.

"I……"

Sarafiel's voice was dry, with a barely perceptible tremor, "I... do have a secret."

He took a deep breath, as if he had used up all his strength, and began to stutter and tell about everything that had happened to him today.

The panicked little animals attacked their robots and used their authority to call upon the dragons themselves.

The more he spoke, the lower his voice became, his little head drooped, his fingers unconsciously twisting the corner of the quilt, as if waiting for his father's judgment.

Listening quietly, the seriousness on Locke's face was gradually replaced by a chuckle.

Sure enough, it was almost the same as he had guessed.

But looking at his son's anxious look, waiting for his fate, he felt both distressed and amused.

This child, at the age of five, can be said to be much more mature than Dio.

Such a big secret can be kept in one's heart.

Locke sighed, feeling as if something was blocking his chest.

Every day I see Sarafir eating and sleeping, sleeping and eating, and when he’s tired of eating or sleeping, he plays happily with the little animals.

He thought the child was carefree, innocent and happy.

As a result, I failed to pay attention to these things.

Raising his eyes secretly to glance at his father who was in deep thought, Sarafiel hesitated for a moment, as if he had made up his mind, and added in a low voice:

"Actually... there's one more thing..."

"Ok?"

Locke raised an eyebrow and motioned for him to continue.

"Someone wants to see you." Sarafiel's voice became even lower, with a hint of awkwardness that was difficult to express.

Locke was stunned: "Who else?"

It was late at night, and besides the father and son, only Dio and Clark were left at home.

Sarafiel didn't answer immediately.

He just took a deep breath, as if trying to concentrate.

The next moment, Locke clearly saw a pure and brilliant golden light suddenly illuminate deep within Sarafiel's left pupil! The light quickly spread, covering his entire left eye!

At the same time, the boy's temperament also underwent earth-shaking changes!

The child's innocence and nervousness disappeared in an instant.

Instead, there is a deep, ancient indifference and...

An indescribable complex emotion.

"Father."

The voice of the person who spoke was no longer Sarafiel's clear childish voice, but a slightly low, ancient-looking voice with a strange tone that overlapped like multiple echoes!

"Who are you?!"

Locke's pupils shrank slightly and his body tensed up instantly!

He looked at Sarafiel, who had a completely different temperament in front of him, and a guess so bold that it made his scalp tingle suddenly came to his mind!