Supreme Magus novel Chapter 2559

"No. Only the heir of Glemos can access to the key to the vaults that hold the Tyrant's legacy. I won't allow anyone but a member of the family to learn about its nature." Ryla said.

"I can be killed and my Harmonizer stolen, but if no one knows what to look for, they can never find it."

There was a fervor in her voice and a determination in her eyes that told the Tyrant that he had no other choice. He extended his hand and the moment it made contact with the Fomor's the marble isolated the wall from the arrays of the city, allowing the crystals to form a Gate.

'Shit! We are not just going past the wall, we are going somewhere else entirely. Not even Nalrond can follow me wherever our destination is.' Morok thought as Ryla pulled him through the dimensional corridor.

He was expecting to walk into an exotic harem filled with gorgeous women of all the fallen races, a luxurious bedroom, or anything that he believed would suit his late father's overinflated ego.

Instead, Morok found himself in a playroom filled with enchanted toys and all kinds of tools that a child could use to learn magic safely.

And that wasn't all.

"Mommy?" A young six-eyed Fomor, barely five years old, was looking at them from around the corner of the door, in a childish attempt to hide from the alleged intruders. "Mommy, you are back!"

The child ran to Ryla's legs who lifted him up in a hug.

"I told you to not wait for me by the door, you little rascal. What if it was a bad guy?" Her tone didn't match with her words as she kissed the boy's head and gently caressed his hair.

"Daddy would have smitten him." The boy said with a very serious voice, puffing his chest out with pride. "He's a god. Dad is never here because he has so many people to protect, but he always watches over us."

"Dad?" Morok echoed as something inside him froze in horror.

Not only was the young Fomor's skin white instead of blue like every Fomor and Balor Morok had ever met, but his eyes moved along his body so as to always look at Ryla and the newcomer at the same time.

The boy also wore a model of Harmonizer more advanced than those of the other members of the senate. Even the Queen's Harmonizer was of lesser quality. Morok had seen an identical model only around Echidna's neck.

Suddenly the high priestess' earlier attentions and words assumed a completely different meaning, going from creepy to mind-blowing.

"Do I have a brother?" He said while pointing at the kid.

"Half-brother, but yes. Garrik, this is your big brother, Morok. Lord Morok, this is your little brother, Garrik. He was named after your father." Ryla turned the child toward the Tyrant.

"Hi, big brother Morok, nice to meet you." Garrik's mouth shapeshifted into the row of fangs typical of their species.

"Hi, Garrik." Morok tried to give him a warm smile yet it turned out as awkward as he felt. "Let me guess, you said that this is a family matter because your Harmonizer just leads here. Only Garrik's can open the door to Glemos' lab."

"You are right." Ryla nodded. "Lord Glemos didn't trust with his life's work anyone but his own blood. I only pretended to have access to the lab in order to keep my son's existence a secret."