Chapter 462

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MIRACLES DO EXIST NARRATOR Silas froze.

He wasnt fond of physical contact unless it was with Sigrid, but he endured the embrace stoically and didnt act rudely.

Despite the awkward moments, that afternoon, Silas reclaimed a small piece of his family.

Still, deep inside, the only family he truly acknowledged was the woman by his side.

All the love in his heart was for her.

Everything else had withered away.

Seizing a moment alone while his aunt dragged Sigrid to the kitchen to help with the afternoon tea, Silas approached the baby in the crib.

The dark tattoos no longer stayed confined to the child's face they were creeping, slowly consuming his tiny body.

Silas extended two fingers, placing them on the babys forehead.

Instantly, the dark magic writhed, resisting, fighting against being expelled The baby let out acry of pain.

malignant energy refused to leave, but Silass power commanded it to obey a new

cast an illusion to deceive the aunt so she wouldnt

exactly what her

bubbling black mist oozed from the babys forehead, ---- hesitating

energy was no

drifted into the

tattoos faded away, leaving only

child was no longer cursed

life, just like any other

We're leaving, Thank you.

But...

I made cookies and tea...! Your uncle hasnt even returned from the fields yet! The woman called after

to talk, to

she was dragged down the street by her

but this

the doorhesitant, saddenedshe stepped toward the crib

restless, but now, he had been quiet for a

tray fell to the floor, sending everything

from screaming,

where that

just as she had protected this child in silence, she would protect her nephew as well, no matter what he

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