Children of the Holy Emperor - Chapter 386



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386. Collision (3)

There was a great uproar in the Cyprus Council for some time.

The little saint who came running to subdue the demons was caught in a fire due to the workers’ carelessness as soon as she arrived.

An unexpected accident that not only raised questions about the safety of the secret weapon they had so confidently prepared, but could have easily caused great diplomatic friction between Cyprus and the Holy Empire.

Fortunately, there were no major injuries except for one council member.

[Ancient Fire], a firearm that is said to not be easily extinguished once lit.

It was truly amazing that the box exploded right before the saint’s eyes, but she only lost consciousness for a moment and not even a scratch remained.

‘Ah, my lord! Thank you!’

‘They say it’s a small grace from the Lord, and it’s true! If something had happened to Sisley, Delcross’s punitive force might have turned their swords on us, not the demons!’

I guess we should be thankful that we avoided the worst.

Of course, the elders and councilors did not dare to express that thought out loud, because the one injured person happened to be the eldest son of Elder Chryses, the highest authority in Cyprus.

“They say that Lord Ambrosius just came to his senses! He suffered extensive burns all over his body, but fortunately his life is not in danger!”

“Oh! This is truly the grace of the Lord! You were in the center of a huge explosion, and your entire body was engulfed in an ancient fire that would not go out easily.”

“Prince Logan came to your rescue just in time, didn’t he? Since you are normally healthy, if you receive treatment from the priests, even just a small burn, you will recover quickly!”

The other elders carefully watch Cruses’s expression as they relay the news of the accident.

However, Elder Cruz did not seem interested in this and seemed to be thinking deeply about something.

“…Let’s continue the operational meeting tomorrow.”

After a while, he declared in a soft voice.

“Right now, the priority is to deal with the accident first and then inspect the ‘Ancient Fire’ again. A proper operational meeting will probably only be possible after that.”

It was a strangely indifferent response, even though his son almost lost his life.

As the elders and council members murmured in confusion, Elder Crises slowly rose from his seat and added:

“Tell them to treat the punitive force with even more hospitality today. Aren’t they the kind people who willingly offered their help to the citizens of Cyprus? And they even saved my son’s life. I don’t know how to express all my gratitude.”

With those words, the middle-aged man strode out of the conference room with a stiff expression that showed no sign of gratitude.

* * *

“What a blessing, Ambrose.”

And the person involved in the accident was currently sitting on the bed, smiling gently at the people surrounding him.

“Yes. It’s all thanks to the saintess and Prince Logan. By being by the side of the two people who are favored by the Lord, the invisible hand of care reached even me, a lowly person.”

“Could you please lower your body for a moment? I will change the bandage on your shoulder.”

Ambrosius of Helios, his condition was not good to say the least. When Logan ran to him, his body was already engulfed in high-temperature flames along with highly flammable substances.

Logan, who had hastily put out the flames, joined forces with Sisley to pour out divine power, but most of his skin had already melted away due to the severe burns.

The areas with large and small blisters were in good condition, as most of his upper body and right arm had already turned completely gray and hardened.

Evidence that the muscles may have fully ripened beyond the deep layers of the skin.

But in the midst of such severe injuries, the man is smiling as if nothing happened.

“It was a shock so strong that it shook the very foundation of my soul.”

At the time of the accident, his face was relatively unharmed, except for part of his lower body, thanks to the mask covering it.

Ambrosius struggles to move his remaining skin and smiles in a way that makes him look quite charming.

“I was so sure that a part of my soul had truly died. It was truly a blessing and a curse. I thank you all once again.”

What on earth is fortunate and unfortunate?

Sisley, who was somehow overcome by a strange feeling, carefully examined Ambrose.

‘The author is the Prince of Cyprus… … .’

He was a very neat-looking man. He had bright blond hair that was rare to see in the eastern part of the continent, and a sharp, firm lower body. His voice was soft and polite, but at the same time, it had the pressure of not letting up.

Rumor had it that he was close to a young man, but to Sisley, he had an air of maturity that was far too mature for his age.

‘… What is it? Haven’t I seen this person somewhere?’

Even though it was clearly their first meeting, Sisley felt strangely familiar with him.

As it turned out, she wasn’t the only one who felt that way.

“Ambrose, I know it may be presumptuous of me to ask this question in these circumstances, but have we met somewhere before?”

At Logan’s question, the man’s eyes widened in amusement.

“Well, at least not that I remember. Even so, I’ve been quite busy with construction work, so I haven’t visited the Holy Empire even during the Tanshinyeon period.”

Truth. There was a bit of a subtle feeling mixed in, but the man’s words were definitely sincere.

“Why on earth did you think that? If it’s not rude, may I ask why?”

“Nothing much. I just thought you looked a little like someone I know.”

“Hahaha… I’m so glad you felt that way.”

Ambrose, who had been laughing quietly, stiffened his face for a moment as if he was in severe pain.

“Well, I guess I have a guess. Do you know? My mother was the youngest sister of Grand Duke Asain.”

“then…….”

“Yes. Your famous younger brother is a distant relative of mine.”

“… … .”

…Mores’ relative?

Logan kept his mouth shut with a firm expression. To be honest, the man, other than his bright blond hair, had nothing about him that reminded him of his brother.

In addition, there was a slight discomfort that had been getting on the Sword Master’s nerves since earlier.

It was truly a strange thing.

Although Helios’ Ambrosio had maintained a consistently polite and gentle attitude from the beginning, Logan strangely felt that it was difficult to treat him calmly.

“Ugh… … !”

At that moment, Ambrosius let out a soft groan again. The healer’s hand, peeling off the hardened skin, seemed to have touched a nerve that had not been burned yet.

Red spots of blood are seen on the cloth used to wipe away the damaged skin.

“…I will help you with the treatment.”

As Logan’s hand reached for the wound, unable to stand watching, Ambrosius quickly shook his head.

“I will decline. I do not have the shame to expect any more trouble from those who have generously poured out their divine powers until now. From now on, the healers of Cyprus will take care of the rest, so you two can rest now.”

“… … .”

“By the way, I would like to express my gratitude to you two. If it weren’t for you, would I have survived until now? So please, would you mind staying at my father’s mansion tonight? I hope you’ll give me a chance to repay this favor, even if only a little.”

Kkugit-

At that moment, he felt a hand gently pulling at the collar of his uniform from behind.

“Brother.”

Sisley’s voice sounded somewhat tense.

Logan, who knew the youngest’s intentions without even looking back, shook his head politely.

“Likewise, we would not be so shameless as to expect someone who has been badly injured to be treated as a guest. We will now withdraw, so please rest comfortably and focus on your recovery.”

Logan, after exchanging a quick greeting, grabbed Sisley’s hand and hurried out of the treatment room.

He felt the earnest gazes staring at him from behind, but he didn’t want to care about it anymore.

[…I wondered why that damn thing insisted on sending me along, and it turns out there was a dangerous person here.]

The one who greeted the two people outside the treatment room door was Seo Yi-seo, or rather, Cadmus.

The irises, shining brightly in gold, close in as if to gauge the sights inside the closed room.

“Do you know him?”

I asked casually and the answer I got was amazing.

[I once considered that a close friend. Before I was fooled by that bastard’s sweet words and wasted 700 years in a coffin.]

“…yes?”

Logan and Sisley exchanged glances.

You really knew the first emperor? How could that be?

Surely Ambrose of Helios did not live a thousand years, so how on earth could that be… .

[Descendants.]

Cadmus continued to growl, ignoring the two people’s confused expressions. His gaze, directed at the treatment room door, still radiated a threatening glare.

[If possible, it would be best not to meet the author any more. Both you and Sisley.]

* * *

Wong!

A loud cry echoed through the main hallway. Seongjin got up from his seat with a smile on his face.

“Max!”

The first thing Seongjin did after getting up from his sickbed was to call the wolf dog that was stuck in the palace courtyard.

As soon as permission was given, Max came running in like the wind, sat down with his feet together in front of the bed, and began to cry sadly.

Whoa-!

-How could you do this to me? Why did you leave me for so long?

“I’m sorry, Max. I did this all for you.”

Aww-!

-You knew I was waiting! You knew I was calling!

“Yeah, yeah. It was all my fault. I’ll play with you more often from now on, okay?”

Squeak.

Then the wolf dog wags its tail with a slightly more relaxed attitude.

“Just wait a minute. There’s a bag of snacks here that Edith packed… Ah, here they are! Want a snack, Max?”

As I shook a piece of jerky back and forth to comfort and soothe him, Max soon raised the corners of his mouth and wagged his tail.

Then, he jumped up on the bed and started licking Seongjin’s face without thinking.

?!????

“No! Argh! Max! Eat a snack! Argh! It tickles!”

Sungjin and Max were tossing and turning on the bed. Owen’s eyes widened as he watched the chaos.

“What the heck? Do you think that arrogant, arrogant guy can act cute like that?”

Who the hell is taking the fortune teller off?

“Are you sure you’re talking about our little Max? Are you mistaken?”

As Sungjin asked, barely pushing the wolf-dog away, Max followed suit and vigorously struck Owen.

Wong wong!

-That’s right! You’re wrong! Just like the master said, I’m strong, big, and cute!

Owen felt a great sense of betrayal at her brazen and shameless attitude.

“No, that guy, really! While my master was sick, I fed him, gave him snacks, and even took him for walks every day… …!”

Squeak.

At Owen’s complaint, the wolfdog slightly turned its head and muttered something else. Then, Sungjin’s eyes immediately sharpened.

“Owen! You’re a punk! Why are you bullying a puppy that doesn’t know anything? What does this little thing know?”

“no……!”

Hey, wait a minute! Don’t you see those four shameless faces? Do you really think that guy doesn’t know anything!

As Owen gaped in bewilderment, Edith, standing behind him, muttered in a voice that was somewhat mournful.

“Haha, Your Majesty will probably get used to my pretense soon. This isn’t something that happens in a day or two. Yes, it’s all just a futile effort.”