Aurora and Vincent appeared once again in a grand mansion with a vast forest behind it and a lake flowing along its side. The mansion, white in color, shone like a diamond under the rays of the sun.
In the room before Aurora and Vincent, two figures covered in black appeared, kneeling on one knee in front of them.
"Welcome, Lord Vincent and Madam Aurora," the men said in unison while bowing their heads.
"Rise and speak," Vincent said, accepting their greetings.
"Lord, as you ordered, we took care of the matters here. No one will speak a word—they don't seem to know anything. Everyone was unconscious, even the members of our squad," one of the men spoke while still kneeling.
"Lord, I apologize for the shameful display of our squad!" the man continued, his head bowing down even further. His fist clenched, trembling in shame. Vincent, who understood the guard's feelings, spoke:
"Don't be troubled by it. This was not something you could handle—even I had a hard time. But it's all taken care of now, so you can rest assured."
"Yes, my Lord," the man spoke, releasing a slow sigh, but soon his fists clenched again. No one knows what he was thinking.
"Hmm, any casualties?" Vincent asked.
"No, Lord. Some were in serious condition, but no one died. The injured will also recover completely," he said.
"Good. You may leave," Vincent said. Then he turned to look at Aurora, taking her hand and moving toward the bed.
"Now, love, would you tell me what happened there? I still don't understand the reason. I know that it has something to do with our child," Vincent said, looking into Aurora's black eyes.
"I also don't know what happened. I know that it has something to do with that sad look he had and his eyes, which turned dark, but I don't know why that happened," Aurora said as she looked down at the black-haired child sleeping peacefully in her arms.
"But how is this possible? How can a child have such power in his body? And you also said he looked sad—does a child even know about sadness?" Vincent said, scratching his head in confusion.
"Yes, I know it sounds ridiculous. Even I wouldn't believe it if I didn't see his eyes turning dark. But that's what happened," Aurora replied with a stoic look on her face.
"But Aurora, you know there can be only one reason for a child to behave like that if he is—"
Vincent stopped speaking, seeing her eyes turning cold.
"I know. Even if he is who you think he is, I don't care. He is our child, and I know he doesn't mean any harm to us," Aurora said in a cold voice.
"I know that, love. I know he doesn't mean any harm to us. If he wanted, he could have killed us all with the pressure alone. But still, how can we—"
"Vincent, I told you it doesn't matter. He is our child. We will know everything once he wakes up. Now I don't want any more discussion about it," she said in her cold voice.
"Okay, as you say. We won't discuss it anymore. But what do we tell the people who know that the child is going to be born? How will we explain his condition to them?" Vincent asked, his voice filled with worry.
"We can just tell them that the child was born weak and is in no condition for them to see," she replied.
"That's fine, but what about your mother? What will you tell her?" Vincent asked. He knew how much she loved her mother and that she could be trusted with the secret.
"We will tell her the same. This is not something we can share with anyone. The divine doctor won't tell anyone, and the guards don't even know what happened, so we can say you lost control during an enlightenment," Aurora replied.
Vincent nodded. He also knew that this matter was not something that could be told to anyone. If people learned that a child released aura strong enough to suppress him, the whole world would fall into turmoil. The child would be seen as a threat. A child whose body hasn't even grown enough to accept mana, yet who released such a strong aura—what kind of monstrous talent has been born in my house?
'Hehe, I wonder how strong he will become when he grows up. This is going to be fun. Just become healthy and wake up, my son,' he thought, looking at the child lying beside Aurora on the bed.