SSS Ranked Reincarnation: Dark Dragon Legacy

The dining hall became quiet after what Silva said; the kids didn’t know what was happening, but Terron and his wife knew.

Terron stood up from his seat. He stood straight and asked Silva,

“Are you telling me that you are my son from thirteen years ago? The one that was sent away?” he asked.

“Ask your wife. She knew, and that was why she came to the academy.

She named me Silva; she was the one that asked for that name to be given to me so that one day she would find me.

She was the only one that cared if I lived or died. She was a mother, and she tried to fight for her son.

You, on the other hand, decided to kill a baby. Isn’t that just great?” Silva asked with a smile. He took a bite of his food after he finished saying that.

“This is impossible. Even if you are my son, you should have no recollection of what happened that day. It shouldn’t be possible,” the Duke yelled; he wanted to prove this imposter wrong.

“Well, that is all the work of my Legacy. It allowed me to have perfect memory, unable to forget, so I recalled everything that happened as soon as I left the womb.

The pathetic look you gave me when you discovered that I had no affinities, everything you said, they are all burnt into my memory, Father,” Silva said.

As he spoke, he checked the stats of his father; he wanted to know what he was up against.

Evolved Human

Lv: 12

Strength: 5000

Defense: 4500

Speed: 7000

Agility: 6500

Intelligence: 9000

Mana: 10,000

His father was quite the man, but it seemed Silva had overestimated him; he could crush this man as it stood.

“You mean to tell me that for thirteen years you have known who you are? Then why didn’t you ever tell me?” Terron asked.

“Tell you? Tell you what? That I am your son? The one you tried to kill?

No, that’s stupid, honestly. The stupidest thing I have ever heard. What the hell would I tell you for?”

“Hey, don’t speak to my father however you feel like!” Oliver tried to be the perfect son and ran at Silva.

“Oliver, stop!” his mother and sister called out to him at the same time, but Oliver had made up his mind.

But before he could draw his sword, Silva was in front of him.

“When people are talking, don’t interrupt, brother,” Silva said. He grabbed Oliver by the face; the world seemed to go in slow motion as Silva threw Oliver with such speed that Oliver almost passed out from the force.

Terron leaped from where he stood and caught Oliver before he could hit the wall. He placed Oliver down to breathe and then faced Silva.

“I don’t care what sort of things you have in your mind, but you will not maltreat my child like that,” Terron said.

“Your child? Your child? I was your bloody child. Have you forgotten? I was a baby; I didn’t ask to come to this world.

You couldn’t control that thing between your legs; you got my mother pregnant, and I had to be born.

I didn’t ask for any part in it; I was a victim of your horny activities. Yet I was the one set to be punished. Does that sound fair to you?” Silva asked.

Terron could not answer that; it was true that Silva had done nothing wrong. It was he, Terron, who, to preserve his name, decided to get rid of Silva.

Terron took a deep breath and tried to think things through to handle this situation he had found himself in.

“Alright, Silva, I was wrong. I didn’t make the right call then.

You turned out talented and more powerful than I would ever expect. At such a young age, you have done so much.

So, right now, I’m begging that you forgive me. It may not be much, but you can inherit after me,” Terron offered to Silva.

“What the bloody hell is wrong with you? Your wife, your kids, they are all here, yet you act shamelessly like you haven’t done anything wrong.

How in the world do you expect me to simply forgive you? Are you insane? Is there something wrong with you, old man?” Silva asked.

“Silva, please, that is enough,” his mother finally spoke up.

“Mum, allow me to handle this. This is an issue between father and son. If he feels that my behavior is so bad, he should try taking me down and punishing me.

I want to see just how strong the man who decided that my life is worthless is,” Silva said.

“YOU WILL CLOSE YOUR MOUTH, YOU LITTLE BRAT!” Terron roared. He unleashed his mana; it filled the room like a raging storm and caused the window to explode.

Lightning began surging around his body as he charged at Silva; the ground underneath exploded as he moved.

Silva smiled as he saw his father coming. He took out the Minotaur’s Rage. His father made a lightning blade on his hand and stabbed at Silva. Silva used the axe to block; the collision caused the walls to crack and the room to shake.

Silva’s mother used her light magic to create a barrier. His sister carried Oliver and took him into the barrier to meet his mother.

Terron thought that strike would be enough, but to his surprise, his hand was stopped by the axe, and Silva was smiling behind it.

“Dear father, is that the best you have? If so, then it’s my turn,” Silva said and spun the axe, slashing down to cut his father in two.

Terron leaped back and dodged the attack, but before he could get his footing, Silva used the momentum of the moving axe to leap into the air and send a kick to Terron’s chest.

Terron was thrown back and crashed into the wall. He got back up and was honestly pissed.

He raised his hands and cast a spell.

“Thunder Arrow!” his voice boomed in the room as a three-meter-long lightning arrow fired at Silva.