Chapter 98: Illegitimate Child

Viscount Wilk nodded, his tone carrying a hint of resolve: "Mei Li Ta, I know this is hard for you to accept, but Ai Lun is my bloodline; I cannot let him be left out in the world."

"Moreover, you know my condition well: I can no longer have offspring. If this continues, the domain will sooner or later be seized by people sent by the family, and then you won't have it easy either. Would you be willing to abandon your own research?"

The Viscountess fell silent for a moment, then coldly said: "You'd better remember your promise. If this bastard dares to do anything harmful to my research, I won't let him go."

Viscount Wilk nodded, his tone tinged with fatigue: "I understand, Mei Li Ta. I will handle this matter and ensure your research is not affected."

Meanwhile, Robin was sitting in his own room, completely unaware of everything happening in the manor.

If he had heard the conversation between Viscount Wilk and the Viscountess, he would have been shocked into silence.

He had originally thought the Round Table Council used some magical means to make Viscount Wilk accept his identity, but he hadn't expected that Viscount Wilk truly believed he was his bastard.

"The Round Table Council's methods… indeed ingenious," Robin muttered softly, a cold glint flashing in his eyes.

The Round Table Council not only altered his bloodline through bloodline transfer, but also somehow rewrote Viscount Wilk's memory, making him firmly accept the identity.

This method gave Robin a chill.

The Round Table Council's strength was far greater than he imagined, and their purpose was far more complex than he imagined.

"I must quickly uncover their true purpose, or I will sooner or later become their pawn," Robin thought to himself, a resolute spark in his eyes.

Early the next morning, Robin was taken to Viscount Wilk's study.

Inside the study, Viscount Wilk sat behind the desk, his expression solemn as he looked at him.

"Ai Lun, have a seat," Viscount Wilk gestured to the chair opposite, his tone bearing a hint of authority.

Robin nodded, and after sitting down said softly, "Father."

Hearing that title, Viscount Wilk's expression softened slightly. He sighed, his voice tinged with complexity: "Ai Lun, I know these years have been hard for you. As a father I failed in my duty; that is my fault."

"But from today on, you are a member of the Wilk family. I will give you a proper status, so you can start a new life here."

Robin nodded, his tone carrying a hint of respect: "Thank you, Father."

Viscount Wilk nodded, then took a badge from the drawer and handed it to Robin: "This is the Wilk family badge; from today on you are an official member of the Wilk family. I will arrange for you to join the family knight order, giving you a chance to prove your worth."

Robin took the badge, becoming even more wary of the Round Table Council's methods.

"Father, I will strive not to disappoint your expectations," Robin said softly, his tone bearing a hint of determination.

Viscount Wilk nodded, a trace of satisfaction flashing in his eyes: "Very well, Ai Lun. I trust you won't let me down."

After leaving the study, Robin clenched the badge in his hand, a cold glint flashing in his eyes.

He had officially entered the Round Table Council's scheme, and every step ahead would be fraught with danger.

"Round Table Council… what exactly are you plotting?" Robin muttered softly, his mind full of vigilance.

After leaving the study, Robin tightened his grip on the Wilk family badge, his thoughts a whirlwind.

He had officially become a member of the Wilk family, but that did not mean he was safe.

On the contrary, he was being drawn into an even more complex power struggle.

He recalled the conversation between Viscount Wilk and the Viscountess, and felt a vague unease.

Viscount Wilk seemed truly to believe he was his bastard, and although the Viscountess was displeased, she also accepted the fact.

This memory‑altering method gave Robin a chill.

In the following days, Robin began adapting to life in the Wilk family.

He was placed into the family knight order as an apprentice knight. The training was extremely strict, but for Robin it was nothing.

After all, he had already become a Great Knight, yet to conceal his identity he absolutely could not reveal his strength.

He trained according to the knight order's requirements while secretly continuing to cultivate the Dragon Devouring Breathing Method and the Giant Rock Basic Meditation Method, boosting his power.

One evening, after finishing training, Robin went alone to the manor's garden.

The garden was filled with all kinds of exotic flowers and herbs, a faint fragrance drifting in the air.

Robin sat on a bench, closed his eyes, and began circulating the Dragon Devouring Breathing Method.

At that moment, a faint footstep sounded. Robin quickly opened his eyes and saw the Viscountess standing not far away, staring at him coldly.

"Ai Lun, what are you doing here?" the Viscountess's voice carried a hint of ice.

Robin rose and respectfully said, "Lady, I was just resting here."

The Viscountess gave him a cold glance, her tone warning: "Remember your position, Ai Lun. You may be a member of the Wilk family, but I warn you, stay at least a hundred meters away from my laboratory, or bear the consequences yourself."

A chill rose in Robin's heart; he knew the Viscountess harbored hostility toward him. He nodded, his tone respectful: "I understand, Lady. I will heed your warning and will not trouble you."

The Viscountess said nothing more, turned and left the garden. Robin watched her back, a cold glint in his eyes.

"What is the Viscountess's research… exactly?" Robin thought, his brows furrowing slightly.

The Viscountess seemed to be conducting some important research, and this research was crucial to her.

"Perhaps this research is the Round Table Council's goal…" Robin mused, a flash of insight in his eyes.

Nobles truly are a bunch of early‑rising opportunists.

A few days later, Robin, during the knight order's training, happened to overhear a conversation among several knights.

"Did you hear? The Viscountess's research seems to have made a major breakthrough," one knight whispered.

"Really? What research is that?" another knight asked curiously.

"I don't know either, but I heard it's related to Magic Power. The Viscountess appears to have found a way to amplify Magic Power."

Robin felt a shock at this point.

He could now confirm that the Viscountess's research might be exactly what the Round Table Council covets.

"A method to amplify Magic Power… no wonder the Round Table Council values it so highly," Robin thought, a cold glint in his eyes.

(End of Chapter)