Chapter 313: The Lord Who Fell into Darkness {TL: By Creed} He looked to be around fifty. A solid, bear-like build. His long beard was carefully groomed. “Bold” fit him perfectly as a description, and yet—his face was handsome. A high nose, soft facial contours. That face felt familiar, and it looked very much like Albert’s. Which meant… could it be— “…Father…” Albert muttered the word with a bitter expression. So it really was him— Albert’s father. The lord of Renogreid, Guld Hildis. “It seems my foolish son is here as well. What are you doing there?” “Can’t you tell just by looking?” “I merely wished to confirm it. Foolish as you may be, you are still my blood. I thought I’d at least grant you a chance to explain yourself.” “There’s nothing to explain.” “I see. Then…” A wave of killing intent suddenly swelled. “Die.” For an instant, it felt as though Guld’s body had grown several times larger. Releasing an overwhelming pressure that made such an illusio...