Thomas ruffled his hair roughly. He chuckled softly.
Everything was so complicated, that Thomas didn't know whether to laugh or cry. His grandmother wanted to kill his father and did not want him and Tiersa's existence.
But their mother gave birth to them and cared for them with great affection. His grandmother was never even absent from accompanying him before bed and teaching magic runes.
His grandmother already knew that they would both become devils and chose to leave the silver sword to her for the sake of the Megalima Kingdom.
Thomas became curious. What exactly was his father like? Is his brother now meeting and spending time with his father?
Then his father, actually Thomas, missed his mother more. He missed how the woman who always smiled at him looked at him, hugged him in the cold winter season, and took him for a walk in the Megalima Kingdom.
