"Second to last question… do you really think of me as your son?"
The man smiled maliciously before standing up from his chair, extending his height to a towering forty meters tall.
Although he just grew, his height suddenly began to condense into a man about seven-feet tall and stood proudly before me.
"Of course I do,"
"That's good… And final question. What was the point of the Ares System? Just a little advantage for me?"
"*sigh*... I believe I should explain the sight you saw when you were but a child… remember when your mother was chanting some strange words in the middle of a magic circle drawn with blood?"
Is that what it was? A magic circle…?
"Of course," I replied, but the man saw right through me whether I liked it or not.
"That was a technique that your mother came up with. By doing something like that, she can borrow the power of the gods, thus granting her the title of an archmage,"
