Children of the Holy Emperor - Chapter 450



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450. Dachion (7)

The same scenes unfolded before Seongjin’s eyes once again.

“Ugh! It’s Owen!”

The Barsha savage, who was desperately holding onto Owen’s clothes and hanging on-

“Hahahah!”

The dedicated maid with a fierce face running towards me with a smile on her face, and-

“… … .”

Even the young informant blocking the emperor’s path with a very wary expression on his face.

“Shh, Edith. I’m hiding my identity right now.”

Bang bang! Sungjin, who was dryly pushing away the dedicated maid who was dusting off his clothes, watched Owen approach the castle as if in a dream.

“Father Bart! What brings you here?”

Yes. All events proceed without any change from before.

‘…I knew it.’

Sungjin already knew that the same things would happen again. That’s why he corrected his past mistakes and tried to achieve better results.

But what is this? When I actually met the two fathers in reality, I felt a strange sense of floating, as if I had entered a dream.

Which one is the real reality?

[Mores.]

At that moment, the Holy Spirit spoke to me in my head.

[Pull yourself together. I know you are very confused right now. But you must not forget what you have to do.]

Things to do.

[We must go back. To the same time, to the same place.]

Yes, I know, Dad.

Because I had a feeling that this would happen.

“… Phew.”

Seongjin let out a small breath and stepped forward.

“Father Bart.”

As I carefully pulled at his sleeve as before, the sensation I felt in my hand was a light weight that defied the laws of the world.

“… … .”

However, when he realized that the unfamiliar feeling was simply pleasant, Sungjin felt a strange feeling.

* * *

[Lee Seong-jin! Lee Seong-jin!]

As the group gathered at the restaurant as before, the Demon King sent out his thoughts and informed Seongjin of the unusual situation.

[Look here! This is really strange! I can sense the laws of the psychic world from that guy named Bart!]

Demon King, you really have no memories of your past.

Knock knock.

After gently tapping the lamp to calm the Demon King, Seongjin carefully examined the Holy Emperor’s homunculus.

Another saint who appeared on the terrace said nothing. He stubbornly kept his mouth shut, just like before.

However, Sungjin could sense a subtle difference in his attitude from before. Thinking back to him before, he seemed quite embarrassed that he couldn’t respond properly because he was trying to hide his identity.

But what about now?

“… … .”

Under the still atmosphere, you can feel his gaze, hidden by his hood, occasionally lingering on your face as if examining it.

[Hey, Lee Sung-jin, watch out! There’s something fishy about that kid. He clearly looks like a spirit from the world of Gyu-sang, and there’s a strange light flowing out of him like divine power! What on earth is his true identity?]

Hearing the Demon King’s trembling voice, Seongjin slowly got up from his seat. In order to start a conversation with him, they first needed to move to a place where the two of them could be alone.

“… If it is uncomfortable for others’ eyes, I will order food to be served in my room. Father Bart, please go to your room together for now.”

Then, the informant who had been nervously watching him suddenly gets startled and blocks his way.

“Your Majesty, I am sorry to say this, but Father Bart is not very fluent in the Imperial language. So I will-”

Seongjin looked at the informant with a sullen face.

What on earth has this kid been trying to do since a while ago? Isn’t his job just to protect his father? But what is he doing? He just wants to talk to his family, so why does he act like a little kid who gets his candy taken away every time?

“But you understand the Imperial language ‘very well’, don’t you?”

“Huh? Oh, yes. That’s true, but… … .”

After glancing at the trembling informant, Sungjin left the restaurant with Sunghwang. Of course, he didn’t forget to ask Owen to bring some food for the Pangea Chronicles.

“Oh, master. Give that Barsha a barn and at least give him some porridge.”

Seongjin, who had dealt with the savage properly, returned to his inn room with many unresolved questions.

The best room in the only inn in Terre. The space where the strange time experience first began.

Percussion.

Seongjin closed the door and leaned against it as before and called out to Seonghwang.

“father.”

But unlike before when he would respond immediately, he did not respond to Sungjin’s voice. He just stared blankly at Sungjin, took off his hood, and slowly sat down at the table.

“… … .”

At that moment, when a feeling of uneasiness was slowly rising beneath the awkward silence, a soft voice resonated in my head.

[Don’t worry, Mores. You won’t hear any answers right now. You have to save ’cause and effect’ so that the world doesn’t fall apart.]

“Do you care about cause and effect?”

Of course, that was the reason why the original emperor kept silent every time.

“So, Father, does that mean that ‘you’ no longer care about cause and effect?”

I couldn’t help but be worried. The last thing I saw before we parted ways in the inn, the world falling apart, was vividly before my eyes.

[Yes. Now I am quite free from causality.]

The word ‘freedom’ doesn’t sound very good.

But Sungjin couldn’t ask for more details. Soon after, the excited innkeeper brought a sumptuous dinner. It was exactly the same time as before.

“Hahaha! If you need anything else, just let me know!”

widely.

As the door closed, Seonghwang began to eat slowly by himself, even though Seongjin had not suggested it, as if it were his duty to do so.

‘Father, you know something after all.’

But that’s just Sungjin’s guess. That’s why he keeps such a heavy silence.

Thanks to that, Seongjin, who had nothing else to do, sat down across from him and silently watched him eat.

However, that doesn’t mean this place was completely quiet.

[Lee Sung-jin! What are you doing? That guy, something is dangerous! It’s strange! And why does his face look so similar to your father? Stop it, let’s run away from here!]

Even though there was no wind, the flame inside the lamp was shaking like crazy. The demon lord was freaking out and making a fuss.

Seongjin calmed the guy down by throwing him a piece of meat like before.

“It’s okay, Demon King.”

[You’re okay, what! You can’t see that strange spirit with your own eyes-!]

“Father.”

[…what?]

“It’s not some strange spirit, it’s our father.”

The guy who had been dazed for a moment, unable to accept reality, suddenly let out a loud scream and shrank down.

[Heeeeeeek?!]

Why not? Just when he thought he had finally overcome the presence of the Seonghwang that had descended into his mind, another Seonghwang appeared before his eyes!

The Demon King’s flames freeze pale in shock. It feels like they might go out soon if things continue like this.

“Hey, hey. Come on. Eat this and cheer up.”

Seongjin let out a sigh and had no choice but to diligently throw food to the Demon King like before.

[Yes, Mores. Then that will do. Just stay here and wait for the ‘branching’ time.]

branch.

Somehow he had a feeling that this was an important clue. Seongjin looked at the eating Seonghwang homunculus with his eyes, and his ears perked up at the voice in his head.

[Fortunately, there is still some time left. Thanks to this, I think I can explain a little bit about what just happened to you.]

Then, the speed of the dishes in the restaurant slows down slightly.

For a moment, Sungjin became convinced that his father was listening to their entire conversation.

Even in the midst of all this, the voice in my head was constantly giving me advice.

[Please remember, son. I have been with you at Tere’s Inn all this time.]

“yes?”

Seongjin couldn’t understand and asked back.

“No, Father. What is that… …?”

[If you can see the same result right before your eyes, you no longer need to investigate the cause and process one by one. Engrave it deeply in your heart that such unwavering certainty is the way to connect all uncertain elements into one world.]

“… … .”

[Also, you should know that the new experiences of the past few days are no different from the past. After all, all these things exist simultaneously in the same space and time, and they flow in the same direction, but they are fixed and do not flow at all. You should always keep this fact in mind.]

“no…….”

Sungjin felt uneasy for some reason. The voices that suddenly poured out felt like a farewell message from him. Now, the matter was no longer about grasping at clouds.

“Why are you suddenly like this? What is happening in that world? Please answer me, Father!”

But instead of answering the question, Seonghwang left his last words with a somewhat urgent tone.

[Remember, Mores. I leave the future up to your judgment because I already know the consequences.]

“Uh, uh… … .”

[So, no matter what happens in the future, there is no need to be frustrated. You have always done your best in everything, and in the end, you have achieved satisfactory results-]

At that moment, [the quarter] came without warning. It was exactly the same time that Sungjin took Dacianus’ secretary out of his arms a few days ago.

hook-!

With a momentary empty feeling in my head –

Dalgrak!

A round object suddenly appeared and fell from in front of Seongjin onto the table, making a loud noise.

Bam!

Degururu… … .

It was the sound of another world falling mercilessly.

* * *

Blink.

Seongjin blinked and watched the movement of the unfamiliar stone.

Degururururu… … .

The small stone drew a circle, emitting a sparkling light like a jewel. Then, it gradually lost speed and soon stopped in front of Seongjin.

Originally, this was probably where Dacianus’ secretary would have been placed.

Seongjin absentmindedly felt inside his bosom and confirmed that the secretary was no longer there. Now, where the book used to be, there was only a single gemstone that was dark gray like amethyst shining.

“… … .”

And finally, the scene before my eyes began to change.

He stopped eating altogether and stared at the gem. The mineral eyes glowed brightly under the backlight, making him look like a precise machine that could read a tremendous amount of information at once.

The holy emperor, whose eyes had been blinking for a while, finally opened his mouth in a soft voice.

“It’s okay, son. It’s over now.”

Seongjin looked at the homunculus in front of him with slightly shaking eyes.

Yes, there is no doubt about it.

That presence, that voice.

That guy is definitely my father.

“…father.”

But why, when I try to call him, my throat suddenly gets so choked up?

“Yes, Mores.”

Seongjin had to feel a sense of relief and emptiness at the same time at the answer he heard so easily.

“What have I seen so far? Is it all an illusion? Or have I changed the past?”

“Didn’t I tell you? There’s no need to think too deeply. I just saw what I wanted to see, and it all came true.”

Oh, yeah. I definitely heard that at first.

-Now it all depends on what I want to see. Mores.

But it’s still confusing. It’s a strange feeling, like I’ve gone back in time for a few days, or maybe I’ve been in this same place forever.

Seongjin asked the question again with an anxious face.

“Father, where am I now? Is it the world where the soul of the Marsain Lord is being torn apart, or is it the world where all the mistakes have been undone and recovered? Which is my true reality?”

Then, Seonghwang put down the utensils, looked straight at Seongjin, and asked.

“Well, son. What do you think?”

“… … .”

Seongjin unconsciously kept his mouth shut. He didn’t want to hastily decide which side was the reality.

No, it would be more accurate to say that I am afraid. I feel like if I answer without thinking, I will create an irreversible fate for myself. I feel like if I make a small mistake, Sir Marsain will suffer an irreversible wound to his soul again.

“It is a wise decision.”

As if he had noticed Seongjin’s thoughts, Seonghwang smiled slightly.

“Mores.”

“… Yes, Father.”

“Look at this.”

The emperor stretched out his hand and pointed to a small jewel on the table.

“What does it look like to you?”

“Is this a milestone?”

Seongjin instinctively realized that this was a milestone he had created himself.

It was completely different from the scarlet jewel that my grandmother had left behind. It was probably also different from the milestone that Seonghwang had made someday.

A gem that shines in a dark gray, cloudy yet clear at the same time.

-I will now show you directly how a true ‘Dakion’ is made.

That was exactly what it said.

The times that Sungjin has experienced repeatedly up until now were actually all a process of creating this milestone.

“… … .”

Another possibility that can no longer exist in the world.

As I carefully picked up the shining landmark, I was struck by a cold, mineral-like sensation, along with an inexplicable sense of longing and sadness.