Children of the Holy Emperor - Chapter 381



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381. Red (4)

If you were born into this world as a human, you must move only with a human body and not easily commit acts that are beyond human capabilities.

That was the constraint of the [agreement] that the six-person meeting demanded, and the condition for the fully awakened Seonghwang as the Oracle to remain in the dimension for a long time.

So, whenever the Emperor needed to leave the palace, he would always need the help of a psychic like Lord Sharon. Or he would need a body that had at least some human nature, like a homunculus.

[Sir Sharon.]

The Holy Emperor urgently searched for the knight he had sent to Cyprus. However, her current situation did not seem to be so easy.

[It seems difficult to move right now, Your Majesty. The council building is relatively heavily guarded. Moreover, if I try to leave the ranks without permission from my superiors, my fellow paladins from the punitive force will subdue me before the soldiers of Cyprus.]

Of course, there was a solution. The spirit of the saint descended and moved her body directly.

But ironically, he couldn’t put everything aside and head to Cyprus right now because his son’s condition was extremely unstable.

“Mores.”

If the Holy Emperor were to leave this place in his usual state of spirit, he would no longer be able to keep his son in check. With just a moment of carelessness, his son would be engulfed in the flames of hell and lose his life immediately.

The problem was that the son who had thrown off his personal restraints also knew this fact. That was why he was acting so recklessly, despite Herna and Gades’ attempts to stop him.

-Wow! Mores, calm down! If you keep doing this, we’re going to be in real trouble!

-Let go of me! Don’t bother me! If I don’t do something about this… … !

Even though I didn’t listen carefully, I thought I could hear the soul of my young son crying out like this.

‘But, son, if you do this, you too will be greatly disturbing the law of cause and effect.’

To exert the power of the soul directly upon the world. It would certainly cause the son to consume more causality than he could imagine.

It was obvious that the amount of causality that the child had acted like a prank was incomparable to the amount of causality that had existed up until now. Now there was no more choice.

‘I wanted to reduce the consumption of causality even a little and spend as long as possible with the children.’

But wouldn’t it be a problem if you were to save yourself for nothing and end up having your own child be rejected by the world first?

“…Owen.”

After a while, the determined Seonghwang called the great prince.

“Yes, father.”

A slightly trembling voice returns.

Owen also seemed to have sensed the current precarious situation, albeit clumsily. His eyes, looking at the castle, were shaking anxiously.

“Don’t worry about this place and leave it to me. Will you go to the administration right now and bring Masain here?”

“… … ?”

For a moment, a puzzled look crossed Owen’s face. Couldn’t calling someone be done by another servant?

But it was the order of his beloved master. Owen bowed his head immediately without expressing any particular questions.

“Yes, I will do that.”

As his master moved his body, the Holy Emperor expanded his consciousness without delay. In order to perform two tasks at the same time, he completely released the constraints of time and place that had been binding his soul.

Power that was enough to shake up a whole dimension. And the aftermath of this immediately appeared in the real world.

“… … !”

Owen, who was about to push open the door and go out, looked back in surprise. Suddenly, his back felt empty and cold.

And Owen could see it right away.

The sight of the sunlight streaming through the window rapidly fading to gray-

The flow of air that stops moving quietly, and time that freezes solidly like frost.

Owen also noticed the godfather’s ideals.

The Holy Emperor was still holding Mores’ hand and pouring out powerful divine power. But even though his eyes were still open, Owen had a suspicion that he had momentarily stopped breathing.

The face of the holy emperor, frozen pale, looked so inhuman that it would have been more like a sculpture made of marble than a living creature.

And the eyes that were half-opened, completely devoid of any evidence of life.

In fact, there was nothing in the unfocused eyes of the saint. Nevertheless, his gaze was deep and distant, as if he was looking at everything in the world at the same time.

‘…be far.’

Owen thought so absentmindedly.

It was a very strange thing. The Holy Spirit was only a few steps away, but it felt as if a gray curtain had been drawn between them, and he seemed so far away.

“Father… … .”

Startled, Owen tried to turn back toward him.

But the moment he stepped into that invisible boundary, a sudden, dizzying feeling of vertigo took over Owen’s head.

A strange sensation of being sucked in and being pushed away at the same time. A feeling of all the nerves in your body shaking like a ship caught in a storm.

The surprise lasted only a moment, and soon a violent feeling of nausea welled up within me.

“Ugh!”

Owen covered his mouth and staggered back slowly from his spot.

“… What is this?”

He couldn’t understand English. With the common sense he had, there was no way to properly explain the current situation.

But even in the midst of his confusion, Owen was able to clearly see one thing.

The reason why the King had sent him on such an unexpected errand. Perhaps he wanted to keep Owen away from this strange boundary.

‘Then, this situation also means that it is under the control of the Grandmaster.’

Owen, who had come to that conclusion, cautiously approached the invisible boundary again. Then he looked at the castle with an anxious face and muttered.

“Father. What on earth are you doing… … .”

* * *

“Please hurry, Prince Logan! The battleship that the punitive force will take is already ready!”

The council members raised their voices in unison. When they learned that the leader of the punitive force was the young prince, they seemed determined to push through with force.

But Logan wasn’t so easy.

“I want precise information about the situation. Tell me in detail about the type of demon, the area where it appears, and its scale.”

“I can explain everything on the way. Our navy has already drawn up a detailed plan for the suppression operation!”

“Come on, we don’t have time for this right now. While we’re doing this, know that the people of Cyprus are suffering day after day!”

But the prince of the Holy Empire did not even blink an eye at the pressure from the council members.

“I acknowledge that this is an urgent matter for everyone. However, our punitive force operates only according to my plan. Therefore, in order to succeed in the punitive expedition at once, we need more detailed and accurate information about the demons.”

“… … .”

When things did not go as planned, the council members looked anxiously at the elderly adjutants who were present.

However, they simply nodded silently to Prince Logan’s words and did not make any attempt to make their presence known.

Only then did the council members slowly come to the realization that Prince Logan’s fame was not just an exaggerated bluff.

The Holy Empire’s beloved prince is truly their commander who directly plans and executes the suppression operation.

The council members, who had been exchanging glances for a moment, eventually decided to appease the formidable prince.

“I apologize for my haste. Don’t worry about the reliability of the prepared operation, Prince Logan. I will explain it properly. First, the weapon our navy has prepared called [Ancient Fire]… … .”

It was just then.

Kkiei-

With a heavy friction sound, the door to the conference room, which had been tightly shut, opened.

“… … ?!”

“What? Why did you leave the door open? What on earth are the guards doing… .”

The council members start to murmur as their meeting is suddenly interrupted.

What appeared in front of the open door was a woman like a crow, dressed in a gloomy, gray uniform.

“… Sir Sharon?”

At Logan’s call, the eyes of the adjutants present all turn to her.

Everyone recognized her immediately. Sir Sharon was the only exorcist from St. Terbachia who participated in this expedition.

“What brings you here all of a sudden?”

“Why did you leave the line without permission?”

But Logan’s keen senses did not miss the moment when her eyes flashed a strange silver light.

…Abama?

As we met eyes in confusion, the exorcist slowly opened his mouth with a hardened face.

[Logan declines.]

A voice that sounded strangely close, as if it was resonating directly in his head. It was a voice he had heard once before, but the Sword Master’s senses sensed a strange gap that was different from before.

[Please hurry.]

Her expression was also different from before.

In the past, it may have been covered by the spirit of the Holy Emperor, but it still had a human-like feel, but now it was extremely expressionless, as if it had been completely transformed into a machine doll.

Moreover, the words she spoke with great care were not smooth sentences. It was as if she was afraid of making a sound, and she was extremely careful with her words.

[The Saint.]

But those few words were enough for Logan.

The father came unexpectedly and mentioned Sisley, probably meaning that something had happened to his younger brother.

As soon as his mind was moved, all the aurors around him began to convey the information he needed: the strange commotion in the hallway, and his little brother’s unusually fast heartbeat.

‘Sisley!’

Logan immediately stormed out of the conference room. Then, while everyone was still stunned, he started running without hesitation in the direction where he had sensed Sisley’s presence.

* * *

Preparations for the subjugation of the demons were in full swing throughout the building.

Even as Sisley walked along, guided by his attendant, on one side of the hallway, porters could be seen carrying several large wooden boxes.

“Hey, be careful moving over there!”

“It’s highly flammable. Try not to get near the torch!”

Meanwhile, the torches lining the hallway were flickering more and more violently.

Knock! Knock! Knock!

It was so irritating that Inquisitor Boris finally blurted out:

“Cyprus must be using very bad oil for its torches.”

Sisley nodded without answering. He was experiencing the strange ominous feeling he had felt since earlier, gradually becoming physical in the form of a heartbeat.

‘What is it? Why am I so anxious?’

It was around that time.

A torch on the other side of the hallway began to move strangely.

Whoosh! Whoosh!

A large flame suddenly shot up high, sending a small spark fluttering into the air like a butterfly’s wing.

“… … ?”

Sky sky.

The red sparks, fluttering their wings alone without the help of the wind, crossed Sisley’s eyes with slow, dreamlike movements.

“…hmm?”

And finally, the red butterfly landed on top of a large wooden box that the workers had placed in one of the hallways.

“Hey, wait a minute! I, I… … !”

The workers didn’t even have time to do anything.

Whoosh! Whoosh!

A fierce flame rises above the [Ancient Fire], the secret weapon ambitiously prepared by the Cypriot Navy.

One after another-

Kwaaang!

A loud bang shook the council building to its core.