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With Lina and Yuri, the atmosphere immediately became active.

Norman's smile never stopped, and his eyes were bright and simple and cheerful.

Mother Mead looked at such a Norman Master, feeling a little strange.

Norman had never smiled like this.

In the wizarding world, he always maintained a slight sense of alienation.

Was Master Norman like this before?

What did he go through to become like this?

Just as Mead was thinking about this, the group suddenly stopped.

Not far away, a crowd came over.

The head is a tall, somewhat thin man.

The moment he saw his father Dexter, Norman finally couldn't control his emotions.

His vision became blurred.

In his impression, his father Dexter was a tall, muscular, handsome man.

And the father who was not far away was pale and thin, and the cheekbones of both cheeks were protruding high.

Because of long-term lack of sleep, he has thick dark circles under the eyes.

Even the golden hair of the logo looks sparser.

When he saw Norman, Dexter felt extremely guilty.

He had never experienced the nightmare of his son before, so naturally he couldn't empathize with him.

The nightmare happened to him, and as time passed, he understood more and more.

What kind of endurance does the son's small body have in order to smile in front of them and comfort his parents.

The father and son gradually approached and finally hugged each other.

Feeling his father's warm body and smelling a familiar smell, the fear of all these years finally burst out at this moment.

Prior to this, Norman had secretly warned himself to control his emotions.

However, when he saw his father, Norman knew that he couldn't control it.

The inexplicable grievance was pouring down with tears.

Norman was crying, not at all like a third-level wizard apprentice.

As a father, Dikrit can feel Norman's grievances.

He hugged his son and comforted him softly.

The tall young man in front of him is still his son Norman Martin.

After Norman's mood stabilized, he felt hot and embarrassed.

Yuri looked very well-behaved, staring at his father and brother with wide-eyed eyes.

At his young age, he naturally couldn't understand why the two cried as soon as they met.

Fortunately, his mother's attention was not on him, allowing him to escape.

"Let's go back first!" As a mother, Deborah is more emotionally sympathetic.

Although she is not Norman's biological mother, nor does she like the child very much, but after having Yuri, her thoughts are no longer as arrogant as before.

But, does this child want to stay?

If it stays, how will the future property be divided?

Deborah didn't show it, just thinking about it in her heart.

She has no bad thoughts, but she also wants to maximize the benefits of her children.

In the room, only the father and son were left.

This proposal was made by Deborah.

Obviously, she is a very thoughtful person.

Norman recounted the events of the past few years, of course, in his mouth, all the dangers were concealed, and only a general description was told.

Dexter was a businessman, so how could he fail to hear the inaccuracy in Norman's words.

But he also knew that he couldn't help much at all.

Son Norman is no longer in the same world with them.

Norman: "Dad, are you still having nightmares?"

Dexter twitched and nodded, "Well, I'm still doing it."

Norman was silent, that is to say, Lord Grayson's guess was correct, and the root of the curse was not in the chaotic world of the Martin family.

The Martin family in the main world is the source of the curse.

What kind of curse can it pass through countless time and space and be reflected in the blood of the world.

Thinking of the Faceless, thinking of the huge valley, Norman sank again because of the reunion of joy.

"Don't worry, as long as you are okay, dad is relieved." Dexter thought Norman was depressed because of his own affairs.

"It's not like that, Dad. I can get rid of the curse on you." Norman immediately understood his father's thoughts.

"Huh?" Dexter was surprised.

"Can you tell me about the situation in your dream?" Norman was curious.

He still remembered that the paintings made by the ancestors of the past dynasties were different, so he guessed that maybe the things in their dreams were very likely to be different.

Thinking of the dream, Dexter trembled.

Norman took his father's hand.

He can understand his father's fear.

Even memories can make people feel uncontrollable fear.

"It's a dark corridor, a dark corridor built entirely of boulders. I walked alone in the corridor and heard the sound of the chain sliding behind the stone wall, and it was slowly approaching me."

"Although I can't see it, I know that it is looking at me maliciously!"

At this point, Dexter grabbed Norman's hand tightly because of fear.

Norman immediately released an ordinary trick to relax his emotions.

Dexter slowly relaxed, and then, his eyelids drooped down uncontrollably.

An expression that clearly wanted to sleep.

Norman looked at his father with a serious face, and he was concerned.

Soon, Dexter slowly closed his eyes and breathed evenly.

His dream began again.

Norman knew that this was a long and gradual process.

Norman picked up his father.

The bedroom door opened silently.

Mother Mead was standing outside the door.

With a serious face, she was not moved by other people's rhetoric at all, stubbornly waiting for Norman.

Mrs. Martha was also nearby. Seeing the abnormality in the room, her mouth opened wide and she was about to speak out.

"Aunt Martha, I want to take Dad to the studio." Norman said softly, "You help me open the door."

Hearing Norman's words, Martha swallowed her words back and nodded hurriedly, "Okay."

Norman hugged Dexter and followed Martha to the studio.

The studio was cleaned very clean, exactly the same as when Norman left five years ago, even the position of the easel has not changed.

Martha opened the curtains habitually.

At this time it was the evening, and golden light shone in.

The red sun only emits golden light at this moment.

What surprised Norman was that in the middle of the studio was a painting covered by a white cloth.

"You drew it, Master, and the master often comes over to see it." Martha noticed Norman's gaze and explained.

Norman performed a cleaning technique and placed his father on the floor.

When he came to the easel, he lifted the white cloth.

That was his last painting, a chaos composed of countless blacks.

Why does this painting appear here? You can only find out after my father wakes up~www.wuxiaspot.com~Aunt Martha, go out and don't let anyone come near here. "Norman ordered.

"Okay." Martha nodded and agreed, closing the door of the studio completely when she went out.

"Mother, you help me keep an eye on the door and don't let anyone break in."

"Don't worry." Mother Mead came to the door.

Norman first took off all Dexter's clothes.

In his hand, he held the magic pattern engraving brush and a bottle of lavender witch medicine potion.

The sharp nib dipped in the potion and wandered across Dexter's skin.

Blood slowly emerged from the wound, but it was wrapped in medicine and did not flow down.

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