§ 131. Oracle (5)
Young prophet of Delcross.
Before the surprised Seongjin could respond, Ricardo took a long stride and took a seat on the chair across from him.
The way he crosses his legs and leans leisurely on the soft seat is literally like the son of a wealthy man full of leisure.
“hmm? Why do you look like that? Isn’t that why you came to me? “I thought we would spend time together like always and tell you various prophecies.”
“… … .”
Seongjin’s mind became complicated.
Wait a minute, that guy Mores was a prophet? What kind of bullshit is that?
[Lee Seong-jin.]
At that time, the Demon King whispered as if he was a little nervous.
[There is no significant change in his blood pressure or pulse. It’s a bit unnerving that he looks overly relaxed, but it doesn’t seem like he’s lying. only… … .]
‘only?’
[No matter how much I look, I’m not sure if that guy is Sigurd Sigurdson. That’s right, that guy’s body and soul belong to a human in the original world. He is a proper human being!]
What does that mean?
[I’m not sure exactly what the avatar concept is. However, if it is easy to assume that it is simply a doll whose body is being controlled, can the soul really be as intact as that guy?]
‘… ‘That’s right.’
So, is Sisley’s guess wrong?
I furrowed my brows and gave him a look, and Ricardo was still smiling and observing Seongjin’s face with amusement.
Without any choice, Seongjin decided to figure out the facts step by step.
“I told you a prophecy?”
“That’s right. hmm… “It looks like the rumor that your memory has disappeared is true.”
Ricardo looked at Seongjin with sad eyes and stroked his smooth chin.
“You look very confused, my dear friend. So, does that mean I can’t hear your story today?”
“okay. Today I did not come to talk, but to listen. So, I need you to cooperate with me.”
“Of course. If you have any questions about anything, please ask. Aren’t you the only living, precious gem-like being in Delcross? “There is nothing I can do for you.”
At that moment, goosebumps appeared on my arms.
This guy, what is that tone of voice from earlier? Is it some kind of mental attack?
“… Don’t you often hear people say you feel bad?”
“No matter how innocent a joke it is, it still hurts if you keep hearing it.”
You hear that a lot.
“Okay. Anyway, even if I put aside the meeting today, I will make some special time for you. “I think it would be nice to think of it as a courtesy to the days we spent together.”
“Then first, tell me what I mainly did when I came here.”
“I will do it.”
Ricardo, who said that, seemed to gather his thoughts by stroking his chin for a moment.
“What should I say? “You and I mostly talked about people.”
“people?”
“That’s right. Looking down at the banquet hall, we made up stories about the many possibilities they had and the various futures that could be woven together with them. “It was a very exciting and meaningful work.”
“Does that mean I made a prophecy about the people who came to the banquet hall?”
“Well, I guess you could put it succinctly that way.”
Ricardo, who had said that much, frowned and added.
“But I have some doubts about whether it’s really meaningful for you to ask me something. Whatever your memory, isn’t anything impossible for you if you decide to know? “Your mysterious eyes still haven’t lost their shine.”
“eye?”
When Seongjin asked a question, he nodded.
“exactly. “The eyes of the oracle that pierce the truth.”
“Oracle… … .”
wait for a sec. Didn’t you say that the Oracle was a prophet of the Kornsheim clan? Not now.
But why does it come out here?
Ricardo, who was examining Seongjin’s complex expression, tilted his head.
“… You really don’t know anything. Yes, Oracle. “Can we start from there?”
“… … .”
“Ah, do you know anything about the Kornsim clan?”
Kornsim clan.
I briefly heard about it from Director Bruno a while ago.
-I am the head of Arenja and currently act as the Oracle of Kornsheim.
The head of Arenja who possessed the leader introduced himself like that.
After he quickly bounced off, Director Bruno gave additional explanations about things he had not heard from him.
-The Kornsim clan is a small, closed clan that has been located in Delcross since ancient times. Rumor has it that all of them had extraordinary ability to manipulate spirits, and used strange secret arts that ordinary people could not even imagine. When I think about it now, I think probably everyone in the clan had channeling abilities.
They are also said to have had many amazing technologies that seemed to be out of this world. Thanks to this, they were labeled as devil worshipers, and most of them were executed by the Inquisitors years ago.
Arenja’s internal agents were among the few members of the Kornsim clan who survived the purge.
“… “But now the Oracle is gone. I heard someone is acting on his behalf?”
Ricardo nodded to Seongjin’s question.
“exactly. The Kornsheim clan lost their prophet decades ago. But strictly speaking, Oracle has not disappeared. He just decided to go into hiding to avoid his clan.”
Ricardo, who had said that much, raised his head and stared somewhere into space for a moment with unfocused eyes. And then he smiles meaningfully.
“The same goes for this Oracle. He is alive and well. He simply sealed the prophecy and chose complete silence.”
“… … .”
Why?
The moment he heard those words, a familiar face suddenly flashed through Seongjin’s mind.
… no way?
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“But you, do you know that?”
Ricardo’s eyes slowly return to focus. He lowered his gaze, looked straight into Seongjin’s eyes, and continued speaking.
“An oracle that does not prophesy is like a bird that does not cry, and is of no use to this world. And the law of the world never leaves alone those who go against their duties like that.”
“… … .”
“The Oracle of the previous generation met a very lonely and miserable end. And this generation’s Oracle was also destined to be like that. “I don’t know how you manage to escape, but it won’t last long.”
And Ricardo pulled up the corners of his mouth and smiled suspiciously.
“Well then, it’s a riddle. “What kind of fate awaits you, the next generation?”
“… … .”
“If you can no longer tell me the prophecy, what do you think will happen to you in the future?”
Seongjin felt very dirty for some reason.
I understand very well that the next oracle he is talking about refers to Mores.
Regardless of whether it was true or not, his intention was clear. He’s pretending to cooperate, but in reality, this guy.
“You bastard, are you making a pointless threat?”
“… … .”
“I ask you directly. Are you the storyteller of that dimension?”
Ricardo opened his mouth as if momentarily dumbfounded by Seongjin’s sudden remark, but then laughed out loud with a very amused expression.
“Ahahaha! “Threats are such an unpleasant thing to say between us.”
At least you don’t say that you don’t know the dimensional storyteller.
“Are you that Sigurd Sigurdson?”
“Hahaha, well. “What do you think?”
I wonder what it would be like. You are the culprit.
Even though the evidence was weak, Seongjin was confident. It was like a kind of feeling that is difficult to explain.
It is unknown how a person from the original world with a sane soul can become an avatar for another person. But this guy is Riccardo Scarzapino and at the same time Sigurd Sigurdson.
“It was you who showed that butterfly monster to Seo Yi-seo, right? Why did you try to trick her into becoming her fake saint?”
“Ahahahaha!”
Ricardo burst out laughing as if he was actually having fun. Despite making such a loud noise, it’s strange that no one is paying attention in the open banquet hall.
Feeling an ominous premonition, I glanced downstairs, and Ricardo, who had been laughing so hard that tears were now in his eyes, opened his mouth.
“okay. Looks like she heard something from her. “She may look foolish, but she is more wary than you think. How on earth did you seduce her?”
I have no intention of hiding the fact that I know Seo Yi-seo.
When Seongjin, who felt something uneasy, stood up, Ricardo looked up at Seongjin and asked.
“Are you leaving already? I haven’t been able to solve the problem properly yet, but it’s a shame. “Could you please bring this friend to our next meeting?”
“Well, wouldn’t that be a bit difficult?”
“Why is that so?”
Is this kid really asking because he doesn’t know?
Seongjin turned toward the hallway and spoke out loud.
“Because an unlucky friend is an emissary. “I have no ties with you anymore!”
“that… … .”
“If you knew, it would be better not to do anything more foolish than this. There will soon be an official investigation from the imperial palace, so don’t run away and do it faithfully. “First of all, I will report everything about you to my father.”
Then Ricardo smiled with a somewhat confident look on his face.
“Well, guess what. Do you really think that the Holy Emperor is leaving this body alone because he doesn’t know? In the world, there are sometimes unwritten rules that cannot be violated. “It’s something he can’t help.”
It’s something that can’t be helped.
At that moment, what Seonghwang had said the other day suddenly appeared in Seongjin’s mind.
-Do whatever you want to do. If you wish to correct the absurdity, it will be done.
And Katrina also said this.
-Your Majesty cannot help everyone without conditions.
-Is what I’m asking a condition of helping my father become the leader?
-Sometimes, just by saying something out loud, the foundation is greatly shaken and it collapses.
… I think I’ve caught a clue.
“Then how about this?”
This time it was Seongjin’s turn to smile at Ricardo.
“What if I want that? So, what if you ask your father to take care of you properly?”
“… … .”
“Still, will your father leave you alone like now?”
The expression ebbs and flows from Ricardo’s face.
The composure he had until now was gone, and his eyes, as he looked at Seongjin, began to take on a bit of a bloody look.
‘That’s the right answer!’
While thinking that, I was about to turn around, when I suddenly felt like I was bumping into something.
‘… what?’
I can clearly see the hallway in front of me, but something is blocking me and I can’t move forward. What on earth is this?
As Seongjin was groping the air with his hands in confusion, the demon lord shouted in a nervous voice in his head.
[Lee Seong-jin, this is a barrier!]
Barrier?
[okay. It’s too late to notice because it’s not the law of this world! I don’t know when it started, but before I knew it, the laws of the normal world were ruling this area!]
The laws of the normal world.
Seongjin looked back at the guy he thought was the culprit behind all of this.
[I’m very sorry that things happened like this.]
Riccardo suddenly stood up from the armchair, approached Seongjin, and spoke in a strangely resonant voice.
[In this stopped world, you were the only friend who could understand me.]
And fluttering. A blue butterfly flew from somewhere and circled around Seongjin.
Deleria’s Butterfly?
[You better not think about running away. You probably already know it well, right?]
Flutter flutter. Meanwhile, the number of butterflies was increasing.
and.
[I am the devil of dreams.]
Like a storm, a flock of blue butterflies flew toward Seongjin.
* * *
Inside a shabby warehouse on Bertrand Street.
Romaine, who was sewing an ugly yellow stuffed toy with poor skill, suddenly looked up in surprise.
“what? Did you get pricked by a needle again? “Then why are you hanging on to such a useless puppet show?”
Leonard, who was sipping alcohol from a bottle next to him, grumbled.
“… Leo.”
There was a faint excitement in Romain’s voice calling out to Leonard.
“[Puppet Master] has finally opened the entrance to the labyrinth!”
“… what?”
Leonard’s face, which did not understand for a moment and he blinked, slowly showed a look of astonishment.
“really?”
“Yes, it is.”
Romain threw away his bandana and doll and jumped up from his seat.
“ha ha ha. “You’ve been hiding yourself so well, but I never thought you’d commit suicide like this now!”
“Where are you? “Shouldn’t we hurry before he takes us somewhere again?”
“Don’t worry, Leo. Even if he escapes before we find him, there will be no problem.”
The eyes inside the half-mask were shining fiercely as they stared at some unseen distant place.
“At least the guardian of Delcross will never lose sight of him.”
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