Chapter 175. Return of Conan

POV: SOPHIE

It was a dream to hear his laughter with his mouth full of cake and teary eyes; his lightness and gentleness filled my heart. Conan was here, back home, back in my arms, where I held him tightly, afraid of losing him again!

“Aunt, you're doing it again!” He spoke, still laughing.

“Doing what?” I raised my eyebrows, amused.

“Staring at me, I told you, I'm fine!” Conan rolled his eyes, just like Agatha did when something annoyed her.

I laughed at the striking resemblance; my nephew frowned, trying to understand the reason for the amusement.

“How about we go to the sacred lake? I need to heal, and you, young man, need a bath.” I poked his nose, which was identical to his father's.

“Sacred lake?” He seemed curious and, at the same time, apprehensive. “Why do we have to go there?”

“Don't worry, my little brave one, it's just a lake blessed by the Moon Goddess, where the healing power is more intense... Being hybrids, ou