The curse of the Xbreed: Silverian & Blackerian
The Past - Part XXIX

Darkerio then walked out of the room, but apparently he did it deliberately in front of Hyerixon who was still staring at him earlier.

As soon as he saw “Xyon” leaving without helping his mother at all, little Hyerixon was crying screaming in fear. Suddenly, a large-bodied man came out from within the black fog that suddenly appeared beside him.

Hyerin was still trying to scream, but her mouth was still locked and her body still felt stiff.

"Son, calm down" said the big-bodied man, who of course was.

Hyerixon then turned to the side, but still cried loudly. He tried to open his eyes, but tears blocked his view. Darkerio then knelt down and wiped the tears softly, so that his grandson could now see clearly.

"I'm your grandfather, son. Did you know that your father, Xyon, just killed your mother? Look, your mother is no longer alive" Darkerio asked, with a cynical smile.

"Grandfather? Why did you kill Mom?" little Hyerixon asked as she held back her cries.

"Because your father doesn't like you. You're a Crossbreed, and he really doesn't like that" Darkerio replied, of course, lying.

Hyerin immediately tried to shake her head for Hyerixon to look at her, but the Hellix Dagger that was still stuck in his chest was faster and faster sucking all the cosmic energy he had until the body of the black-haired woman became increasingly limp.

"Grandfather, what is Crossbreed?" hyerixon asked, but this time his cries had already disappeared slightly out of curiosity.

"Come with me, and I'll teach you everything about the universe, how?" darkerio asked with a big smile this time.

The innocent little Hyerixon, just nodded straight away, not knowing anything. Darkerio then picked up his grandson and carried him. The black fog suddenly enveloped the bodies of the two, and they instantly disappeared without a trace.

Hyerin who was still on the floor with both eyes still glaring, apparently not dead. The little black dagger that was still stuck inside his chest was still continuing to let out black fogs.

“Darkerio shit!!! Damn it!!! This Hellix Dagger sucks up my dark matter! Damn it!” hyerin shouted in his mind.

The door of his room was wide open, but not a single person had passed through his room yet. Blood still flowed out from within the stab wound he had suffered, yet he really could not scream at all, whereas he felt an incredible pain all over his body.

Suddenly a black mist appeared before him, and a black haired woman then walked out from there. He immediately knelt before Hyerin with a sad face, and of course, Hyerin immediately glared at him, with a sharp look in her eyes.

"Your father brought your son to me, and he asked me to take care of him. Hyerin, she is my granddaughter, and I love her very much. I'll take good care of her, so you can calm down for a while" the woman whispered softly.

He then looked at the chest of the other daughter with a face that looked panicked.

Hyerin still could not move her lips.

"Hyerin, I'm really apologizing to you. It's a good thing that the black dagger didn't penetrate into your heart, and I can't do anything about it, because if I pluck it out and give you impure dark matter, Darkerio will kill the boy. Hyerin, I have to save you and that man from Palladina. Close your eyes, and I'll scream soon" Sira whispered again.

Hyerin then closed her eyes as if she had died.

Sira then ran out of the room to the end of the hallway of the inn while shouting, "Please! Help u! There was a wounded man in that room!! Help me!"

The action managed to wake all the other room residents, even the innkeeper woman also came out of her room after hearing her screams, including Arnea and Klara, in shock. They all immediately ran up to Sira with panicked faces.

Sira immediately stopped her steps and once again, with a face full of panic, she shouted, "Please! Quickly help the woman in the front room! A big man suddenly walked in and stabbed him, and kidnapped his son!!!"

"Attraction?! Jesus!!" exclaimed one of the occupants of the inn room.

"Hurry and help the woman! He could bleed to death!" sira exclaimed as she pointed at Hyerin's room near the inn's exit.

They immediately ran towards Hyerin's room, including Arnea and Klara, with a very visible panic on their faces. As soon as he arrived in front of Hyerin's room, the door was still wide open, allowing everyone to see the body of the black haired woman who was still slumped on the floor with blood soaking her upper clothes.

The innkeeper woman suddenly emerged from the back row along with Sira, then the two hurriedly walked over to Hyerin and knelt before the woman. Arnea and Klara began to notice what was going on, in the front row. Some of the other occupants of the room now take turns peering into the room.

"Hyerin!! What happened to you?!" exclaimed the Madam with a completely panicked face.

Xyon was seen just entering the inn after he had gone out to buy breakfast for his wife and child. However, after he saw that many people were gathering in front of Hyerin's room, he immediately scrunched his forehead.

“What is this?” mumbling slowly.

He then ran to break through the crowd of people who were curious about the incident. As soon as Xyon arrived in front of Hyerin's room door, his two eyes immediately glared sharply. The cloth bag containing the food he was holding immediately fell onto the floor. He was shocked to see Hyerin lying on the floor with blood still coming out of the stab wound on his chest.

Xyon immediately looked into the room, but did not see Hyerixon there. His face immediately turned panicked and pale. He was about to walk into the room but, Arnea suddenly grabbed his arm, until he turned to the Crown Prince with a sharp look.

“Let me go, Your Majesty!” said Xyon with a soft tone and a face that looked annoyed.

Arnea then shook her head while frowning. Xyon understood his point. He then looked forward again and saw two women kneeling before Hyerin with very tense faces. The young general was still glaring sharply at Hyerin while trying to hold back his attitude.