Chapter 4922  A Part Of True History?

'Lydia, my sweet little Lydia… are you going to play dumb or reveal what a reincarnator is from your own mouth?'

Davis warmly smiled at Lydia.

Lydia had raised her head high, looking at his face with a calm yet inquisitive gaze. At that moment, he knew she was confused, horrified, and full of trepidation, yet she managed to suppress all of it as she calmed down without a change in her expression.

In fact, she quickly removed her panic like she was flipping a switch, and became thoroughly inquisitive about his motives in passing the baton to her.

'Indeed… truly a Priestess of a major hidden power from the Upper Realms…'

Davis reckoned she was more or less cold to everyone in her previous family since priestesses were more or less existences like that. It didn't matter if they were figureheads or held real power. They were mostly bound to be heartless for the sake of worshiping a greater entity.

"A reincarnator is someone who manages to bypass the legendary reincarnation cycle's soul purifying and memory easily ability to live once again in the world."

Lydia moved her other hand to fix the strand of white hair over her face, "There are various methods one could use to overcome the reincarnation cycle's merciless wheel of erasure. Naturally, I'm not sure how it works. Father might know since he claims to be a reincarnator. Isn't that right, father?"

She shook his head, her amethyst eyes glowing as though she was also curious beyond compare.

'Mhm… I'm not sure how either, since I totally skipped that part using Fallen Heaven. However, I did see a semblance of the reincarnation dimension through experiencing Myria's fate. I don't think I should speak of that to these kids, though…'

Davis thought before he chuckled at Lydia, finally taking his gaze off of her.

"Ah, where do I even begin?"

Davis heaved a long breath as he looked up at the sky. His demeanor and countenance were as though he had gone through a long period of suffering and rising, making him carry an enigmatic outlook, different from the one they usually felt from their father, who was jovial at times and strict at times. It instantly hooked everyone except Lydia, who still remained suspicious.

"Back then, I was only a mortal, a foreigner to the world of immortals-"

Davis started after putting up a spatial barrier so only the kids could hear it. He had yet to tell this to his children in Class Two, but he supposed he could do it later. After all, he felt that having a few things to talk about with his children was important, and knowing his secret history would make them grow closer to him each time.

Naturally, he excluded the story about Fallen Heaven and just told them an embellished version of how he managed to reincarnate in his next life as Tian Long. This was what Azariel and the others were also fed, and they wholeheartedly believed it was true.

"I was still a child back then, probably younger than you guys. Finally, one day, I finally confessed to your Grandmother Claire that I was a reincarnator. Your Grandfather Logan, the mighty Loret Emperor, was frighteningly scary at that time. I thought I was going to die or lose a lot of trust. I could've gotten killed before I grew stronger."

"…" Lydia and the others still possessed shocked expressions, their lips apart.

Davis chuckled, sighing, "Thinking back, it was a bad move, but I was prepared to die since I did not want to live a life of falsehood. After all, I had nothing to hold onto and was just getting started. If I couldn't live true to my ideals in this new life, then there is no point in living for me. I was quite hardheaded but also emotionally vulnerable because I was in a child's body. But it was a good thing you see, since that one single confession allowed me to strengthen my bond with my mother and father, stronger than ever before."

"Because I established trust from early years and treated people like they were people and dealt with them honestly and sincerely, they fully trusted me, and finally, here we are with a wonderful family."

"…"

Quentin and the others could imagine a lot. Their imaginations were rich. After their father reigned with supremacy in the Loret Empire, they then imagined him going to pick up their mothers one after another, each time he secluded himself to increase his cultivation.

If Davis knew what they were thinking, he would've coughed blood.

Nonetheless, he appeared dignified, enigmatic, and full of mystery in the eyes of the children since they felt like he left out many parts.

They wanted to hear more, but their father had waved his hand, clearly indicating that it was enough.

Their expressions turned solemn.

They knew that when their father went on a long story, he would definitely ask what they learned from it and teach and advise them.

'Here it comes…' Zyren's gaze flickered.

"Your Class Three has also grown up a lot and become somewhat mature enough to listen to and understand this story of mine. You are now aware of a part of our true history. Your elder brothers and sisters already know, and they offered their opinions about it, so I'll ask you the same. What do you all think about it?"

Davis came to a stop in a courtyard that allowed them to look at flowers. He panned his gaze and stopped on Lydia before looking at Quentin.

"Quentin, what do you think?"

"Father, that's really cool!" Quentin appeared excited as he swung his fists, "From Tian Long to Davis Loret, you never undermined your ideals except taking multiple wives. You are indeed great enough for me to idolize you. I will also become an Emperor and follow in your footsteps!"

"…" Davis blinked, not knowing if his son was praising or insulting him. Nonetheless, he nodded and moved on to the next, "Zyren."

Zyren's lips curled, "Exposing yourself was really stupid. If I were you, I'd never reveal myself. Naturally, I'll care about the family, but they don't need to indulge in my forgotten past. Besides, one's past as a mortal really doesn't matter. As Teacher Cornelia said, we live a different life every cycle. It is useless to consider one's past life when dealing with someone from your own family or really anyone, for that matter."

Davis couldn't help but smile, "You think mortals are weak and stupid? You're extremely wrong. Besides, you're not a grown man yet."

"Huh?" Zyren looked confused.

"You will know when something grows underneath your pants. Then you'll start caring about things you never even considered before."

"…?" Zyren was full of doubts.

Davis shook his head, refusing to explain about adult stuff, "This is only one minor factor. What if I was a slaughterer with no limits even as a mortal? To retain power or gain incredible power, wouldn't I murder you all or throw you into a cauldron to become pills for me? Look at your physiques. Which magical beast wouldn't want you? All of you are prime feast for them. Even fellow humans would cannibalize you if they couldn't make you into pills."

"…" Zyren's gaze flickered, and the others shuddered. He went silent, considering for a few moments before he heaved a breath.

"Father, I was wrong."

Davis nodded, "You're smart for your age, but you haven't faced enough danger yet. You're still young, so continue to ask questions and learn more."

Zyren nodded lightly, and Davis continued.

"Father has such humble beginnings." Azalea gave a thumbs up, "Really makes me think how lucky I am to be born at this period when others say like we are going to be doomed sooner or later."

"Who's saying that? I'm going to give them ten lashes."

"It's Mother Mingzhi." Azalea extended her tongue out, looking naughty.

"Nevermind then,"

"Ah, we're doomed then?"

"No, who dares to offend Mother Mingzhi?"

"Hahaha~" Azalea and the few others laughed.

Davis coughed before he looked at the little silver-haired girl, who was silent all this time.

"Silvia, what about you?"

He knew Silvia didn't like to talk because when she tried to talk as a child, white void flames would erupt around her. She was literally like a fire-breathing spatial dragon with her Sovereign Voidflame Body Physique. Any change in her emotions would make the flames flare.

Even though she managed to control it, she still didn't like talking much. However, she was honest and a good girl who was highly obedient, never making trouble for Zestria or the other mothers, unlike Azalea and the others in this group.

Davis knew she was also smart and levelheaded, so he was interested in hearing her opinion.

Silvia raised her head, her sharp golden eyes flickering with faint curiosity, "Father, can you tell if I'm a reincarnator or not?"

"…" Davis's sapphire eyes gleamed with interest, "Hmm, I'm not sure. If you are a reincarnator, do you want to confess?"

"..." Silvia.

"..." Lydia.

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