Chapter 1334 - 633: Sworn Brotherhood: My Eldest Brother’s Daughter Is My Mother, My Second Brother’s Daughter Is My Wife (2)

The untrusting Sea King Atlas and Whale Hunter Jack both tensed up, thinking Byron was indeed up to no good.

Quickly releasing him, they each flew back to one side.

But in the next moment, when they saw two girls jump out from beside Byron, they were both petrified on the spot.

"Heather?!!"

"Violet?!!"

As soon as the two girls who looked nearly the same age jumped out, one of them reached out and grabbed Byron’s ear, while the other raised her crystal high-heeled foot to kick him in the calf.

"Ouch, spare me, spare me, I won’t dare do it again."

It wasn’t until he exaggeratedly cried out for mercy that the two girls stopped.

Then they turned their heads to look at Byron’s "big brother," "second brother," tears instantly welling up in their eyes on their beauty-like faces.

And each dashed towards a man full of surprise yet also helplessness.

"Daddy!"

"Father King!"

Long before the action began, Violet and Heather were waiting in the Flower Mountain Celestial Kingdom, ready to help at any moment.

They shared Byron’s senses and witnessed everything he went through.

Unable to contain their emotions seeing their fathers after so many years, and Byron, that brazen, lawless rascal, actually dared to take liberties with their dads.

The two set out together immediately.

The father-daughter pairs had been separated for a dozen or twenty years, yet time had left no mark on these immortal Fifth Order Pseudo-Gods.

Though the past of flesh and blood separation was unfortunate,

in this Extraordinary World, even time had to favor these Gods.

Otherwise, in the human world, one would’ve been inside the grave and the other outside.

Originally a tough guy, Jack Harold held his daughter’s little hand, so excited he was incoherent:

"Sweetheart, am I dreaming?

I didn’t want you to get involved in the Lighthouse Sequence muddle by taking on the role of an Artisan, yet you still came looking for me yourself.

Sorry, Daddy is sorry to you and Vanessa, I found clues left by the Mad Hunt Deity, intending to return to Iron Anchor Bay after finding the ’Triple Point’ to get you.

Never expected the Blood Beast Nest would launch a full attack, making it impossible to escape temporarily..."

Violet didn’t interrupt, quietly listening to her father’s rambling about his experiences over the years with a smile.

On the other side, Sea King Atlas’s eyes were red, holding the Little Mermaid and examining her closely, couldn’t see enough, his voice choking:

"Heather, my beloved little Princess, I thought I would never see you again in this life.

I never dreamed that one day you would fly back to me like a little songbird..."

Clearly, these are two doting fathers.

Unlike Violet and Heather who knowingly searched for their fathers here, the men had been suddenly showered with a huge, long-awaited surprise, taking a while to calm their emotions.

They then realized Byron’s hesitation towards the Blood Oath Ritual wasn’t malicious but had hidden motives.

Especially with the daughters appearing beside him, Byron’s intentions became reasonable instantly; he was helping the daughters find their dads.

But after the excitement, as reason returned, recalling the intimate scene of their daughters with him, they couldn’t help but feel a chill.

Both tightened their grips on their daughters’ hands, with a one-in-a-billion chance, they cautiously asked in unison:

"Third brother, you and Violet (Heather) wouldn’t possibly be...?"

Before the mother and the young lady’s eyebrows could rise sharply, Byron hurriedly gestured to stop.

I know you’re anxious, but hold on a moment.

First waved his hand to the Old Sea King, resolutely denying:

"Brother... cough, you old ones, please don’t misunderstand..."

Atlas thought what he feared didn’t happen, his precious daughter still hadn’t wandered off.

Just when he reassured himself, Byron continued saying:

"There’s a rightful payer for every debt, you should look for... my Granddad, to deal with him, Granddad!"

In a flash, the old man’s expression became fascinating, muttering for a while, spitting out a word:

"Grand... Granddad?"

Atlas didn’t know whether to laugh or cry anymore.

Good news, he’s not the rascal.

Bad news, he’s the rascal and the daughter’s son.

In times of crisis with this Divine Weapon Descending "third brother," he surprisingly turns out to be the daughter’s son, his own grandchild?

Recalling back then when he sent Heather away, he remembered clearly his daughter’s vow to find reinforcements to save the Mermaid Kingdom.

It seems most likely she didn’t find them, so she simply bore a reinforcement herself?

At this moment, despite wanting to deal with the thief who stole his daughter, the culprit wasn’t here, as if punching into thin air, feeling terribly upset.

As the Sea King of a Kingdom, he should be happy, but as a father, the bitterness was something only he understood.

Next to him, Jack Harold finally shifted his gaze away from Violet, taking a look at the somewhat familiar Heather.

Yet was shocked to discover she was the Mermaid slumbering on the eighth level of the Hall of Valor.

He precisely found the coordinate of Noah’s Ark from the memories that scattered from her (Chapter 498).

Back then, not knowing the identity or backstory of the Mermaid, nor why a Mermaid’s soul would rest in the Bayfolk’s Hall of Valor after death, now it all finally has an answer.