Chapter 142. The Last Guardian

He nodded, rising from the ground with determination.

“So let's go, we're at the last gate out of this terrible place,” I growled.

“It feels like a dream to leave here,” Lambert commented. “What will happen to my soul?”

“The Goddess will decide whether to absolve it or if it will be a wandering soul,” I explained.

“I wish I had more time on earth to be with my daughters,” Lambert said excitedly, and then I realized what he didn't know. I looked at him over my shoulders, pondering whether to tell him, but I chose to ignore it.

As we approached the gate, a thunderous and empowered roar echoed in the surroundings. In front of us, my late father, Walker, emerged from the midst of the sparkling golden dust.

“The prodigal son returns,” he snarled sarcastically. “Did you miss me, pup?”

“This is your…” Lambert began, but I interrupted.

“My father!” I shouted angrily, even the beast within me stirred. “How did you end up here? And how