Children of the Holy Emperor Chapter 215

215. Flower garden (1)

At dawn, dawn comes.

The Marquis d’Arciano, who had been drinking alone all night, bared his teeth and smiled at the sight of an uninvited guest.

“Coincidence? “It seems like the number of people looking for this body has been increasing recently.”

At those words, a person’s shadow suddenly appears in the empty air. Someone is leaping through space from [the gap].

As far as the Marquis knew, there were only two people in Delcross who could freely perform this feat. And now one of them is tied by the [agreement].

“I see you often these days. “Guardian of Delcross.”

As expected, the person who showed up was an old man he knew well.

The old man’s wise face looked like that of a famous scholar, but the golden eyes that glowed beautifully in the darkness were by no means those of an ordinary human being.

In response to the greeting the Marquis gave, the old man frowned slightly and responded.

“Be stubborn in moderation. “Isn’t there a separate guardian now?”

“Isn’t he your temporary agent anyway? “I cannot dare to acknowledge such a half-hearted person as the guardian of this world.”

“Your approval is not very important.”

The old man coolly cut off the Marquis’ words and spoke about his business in a slightly annoyed manner.

“I guess you don’t know why I came here. “Stop what you’re doing right now, Berseus.”

“What did I do?”

“I have a guess as to who you were instigated. Are you crazy now? “How can you be so captivated by the words of such a person and disrupt the cause and effect of the world so much!”

Then the Marquis of Dashiano, Berseus, shed arsenic blood.

“If the problem is that cause and effect are in disarray, isn’t there someone else who can control it before me? “That insolent brat just broke the [agreement] again.”

“No, it didn’t overflow this time.”

“What? No way?”

“You seem to have forgotten, but the current guardian is a child who is better at coordinating cause and effect than anyone else in the world. And even if it were overflowing, it wouldn’t justify what you’re doing now, Berseus.”

Then Berseus’ eyes flashed grimly.

“Then tell that proud guardian directly! I want you to come here and stop me yourself! I will not convene a meeting or withdraw authority. “Why on earth are you so soft on that guy?”

Then the old man closed his mouth.

Just as Berseus was inducing Lycanslope, who had lost his mind, to violate the Emperor’s agreement, the Emperor would also have hoped to create sufficient justification for him to go beyond the appropriate line and hunt.

So, instead of the energetic young people, an old man who just wants the world to be quiet has to step forward.

“Listen carefully, Berseus. If things continue like this, your species may be destroyed this time. “Aren’t they the ones who barely saved us from [disaster]?”

The old man began to gently scold him, but the king of a race that was about to be destroyed picked his ears with a look on his face that said, ‘That’s such a trivial thing to say.’

“Honestly, what does it matter whether they perish or not? They have been reduced to animals anyway, and someday they will all disappear at the hands of humans. Don’t you just need a true ‘Border Guardian’ to inherit the [Key] of the dimension? “That’s me.”

“you… … .”

“I’m not going to make excuses now. Actually, I did some theater to inherit the [key] from ‘Council of Six’. “I was sick to my stomach pretending to be for my fellow countrymen.”

“… … .”

Before the fall of Ionia, he was Berseus, who suffered all kinds of contempt and persecution from his pure-blooded compatriots.

It’s not that I couldn’t understand his feelings, but I expected that all his anger would have been resolved now that he was standing at the top of his people.

However, the hatred towards the mixed-race Lycanslope Lord’s race was deeper-rooted than expected.

“Are you planning to take revenge again now? “What does that mean to you?”

The old man tried to persuade him with a puzzled face.

“You know very well, right? Those who had problems with you were swept away when the [Disaster] flooded. Most of those who survive now are innocent. And aren’t they all yours already? The southern part of the Demon World is your territory. “It’s all your kingdom!”

“exactly. He said that too. “Why don’t I know something that anyone can see?”

After responding like that, Berseus instantly glared at the old man with sharp eyes.

“But what should we do with this? I found it and threw it away. “The descendants of that arrogant Nebraska.”

“… … !”

“Don’t say you didn’t know. Guardian of Delcross. “Do you think I don’t know that you ‘council of six’ want to replace the half-rod that has fallen off at any time?”

Percussion!

Berceus emptied his glass in one go, set the empty glass down roughly and growled at the old man.

“So, write it down clearly. I have no interest in the petty status of Lycanslope Lord, but I can’t stand to see them being passed over to Nebraska’s descendants and become his power! Even if I have to erase them all from this world, I will not simply hand them over. Do you understand?”

* * *

“So, what on earth are they doing?”

Seongjin, who had been observing the Lycan Slopes for a while, muttered. He was unable to crane his neck and ended up with half of his body hanging over the edge of the cliff.

If I raised my aura to the maximum, I could clearly see the lycan slopes busily moving between the coniferous forest and the canyon. The problem is that no matter how much I look, I can’t figure out what I want to do.

The things moving below were about a dozen Lycanslopes, including Rod. But what this group of people did was truly bizarre.

Rod points somewhere in the ice canyon, and one of them climbs, digging his claws into the slippery cliffs. Then, when it reaches the limit, it slips or falls straight down.

As the height was higher, the person who fell was never okay. Then, they drag the dead or injured Lycanslope into the forest and disappear, then move to the next location and repeat the same thing.

Isn’t this behavior too self-destructive to be seen as simply looking for something?

‘I guess I need to get a little closer… … .’

I wanted to disguise myself as an Auror and go down, but in the current situation, that wasn’t possible.

When he tried to climb down the cliff alone, Max whined sadly at Seongjin.

Even now, it’s a dangerous distance, and if a dog howls, they’ll get caught right away.

But even if you try to go down carrying the dog, it’s obvious that you’ll be discovered since Max can’t erase his presence anyway.

“Max. After all, it would be unreasonable to ask for something like Auror concealment, right?”

When Max said that, he looked at Seongjin.

A face that seems to say, ‘Why are you asking me that?’

‘Is it because of my mood? Somehow, I feel like I know what Max wants to say better than before… … .’

Is this the effect of the thought circuit?

Then a sharp retort immediately came back to me in my head.

[Of course it’s my mood, Seongjin Lee! The connection with that mongrel dog is not strong enough to convey thoughts properly!]

‘Uh, okay.’

[Do you understand? The soul conversation we are having with something like that is on a completely different level!]

No, but why has this guy been so angry since a while ago?

‘First, open your spiritual eyes. ‘You might see something different.’

At Seongjin’s request, the Demon King grumbles and opens his spiritual eyes. Soon the entire snowy field was dyed the familiar pink color.

Now Seongjin seemed to understand, to some extent, the rules of color conversion into vision.

Cold objects, such as snow, appear pink, while campfires and warm food appear blue. However, seeing as the pink color became lighter on cold nights, it seemed to show a relative temperature difference rather than an absolute temperature.

On the other hand, the color of the energy or aura of a living thing varied depending on its nature and strength, not temperature.

[Color?]

When I asked the Demon King about this, he looked puzzled.

[well? Well, isn’t it interesting? The spiritual eye is closer to simply showing the essence of things. Is that perceived as a color to you?]

Perhaps what Seongjin was seeing was not the sense of the spiritual eye itself, but something that happened during the process of converting the image crystal into visual information.

Anyway, Seongjin turned his attention to the Lycan Slopes, which were now glowing purple, and took a close look at what they were doing.

And soon I discovered something strange, different from what I could see with my own eyes.

An object emitting bright scarlet light from the hand of the Lycan Slope Lord.

‘… ‘What is that?’

It was a small object that was completely hidden by Rod’s hand, and the intensity of the light was changing every moment as if it was pulsating.

And soon Seongjin was able to realize another fact.

The timing of the Lycan Slope Road pointing towards the canyon coincided with the time when the object was blinking at a very high speed.

Seongjin narrows his eyes and cranes his neck to look at the object more closely.

Growling.

Max suddenly put his ears back and exposed his teeth as he felt something.

At the same time, Seongjin also sensed it. From the rear, the vaguely familiar figure of someone was approaching them at high speed.

‘This… … !’

Seongjin, who guessed his identity, withdrew his spiritual eyes and quietly waited for him to approach.

just as expected.

Sniff. Soon, a familiar face rises up from the cliff and lands in front of Seongjin.

It was Louise.

“Luckily you are safe, sir! Are you okay? “Aren’t you cold?”

She shouted urgently and approached Seongjin.

Seongjin, dumbfounded, stared at Louise for a moment. This was because the girl who asked that question was actually standing in the snow with her bare feet.

You look really cold right now, barefoot and wearing baggy pants that are rolled up so your ankles are exposed.

“Uh, I wasn’t cold until now, but the moment I saw you, I got really cold. “What are you doing without shoes?”

“Am I not Lycanslope? “I don’t get cold.”

“Do you look like a human to me now?”

“Of course I detransformed before I got anywhere. “Because the location cannot be pinpointed by the Lycan Slope Lord.”

It’s still a calm voice.

at that time.

Crrrrr.

Max tilts his ears towards Louise and straightens his tail. Clearly wary of her.

Louise looked at Max with mixed eyes and then turned her head.

“It was your family. Is it okay to leave it like this?”

When Seongjin asked Max, who was very excited, as he comforted her, she took out her shoes from her backpack and sighed.

“yes. “It was going to happen one day.”

“okay? “Seeing what you did earlier, I thought you were going to try to get your family back by all means.”

“… At that time, I made a mistake. “I apologize, sir.”

Max is said to be Louise’s first and only descendant.

Originally, Louise had completely hidden her abilities as a lycanthrope, but faced with a puppy that had lost its mother and had no food or drink, there was no other way.

Moreover, it is said that Max refused to be touched by Louise, who was covered in the scent of his mother’s blood.

Louise, who couldn’t bear to see the dog biting her hand viciously whenever she touched it, became attached to Max and made him one of her servants.

And there was only one restriction she placed on Max.

-Never refuse food from your master when necessary.

Thanks to this, the puppy was able to devour the food Louise gave him. In the end, her antipathy toward him was not resolved, and her hostility grew along with her own size.

Up until now, I had managed to keep a low profile, but as soon as I was completely freed from the circle, the suppressed antipathy began to surface.

“okay? They somehow managed to keep him alive until now. “Max was ready to bite you whenever he got the chance.”

That was a sincere question.

Even though it was a clumsy relationship and not a proper family member, Seongjin clearly sensed the deep hostility conveyed by Max.

The reason Max didn’t attack Louise right away was because she was too strong for the wolf dog to handle. I’m sure Louise didn’t know this.

“Max is a dog that has special meaning to me, sir.”

A rare, sad feeling faintly appeared in Louise’s eyes as she answered like that.

“Even though we knew that each other would end up twisted in the end, we had no choice but to maintain our relationship like this.”

“okay.”

“But maybe it’s time to sort things out.”

And Louise bowed her head politely to Seongjin.

“From the moment he first saw you, Max decided to follow you. “Once you make up your mind, you will never change your mind, so please take good care of Max in the future.”

“Hmm, whatever.”

Seongjin scratched his head. Actually, even if Louise said she would get it back, I was planning on taking it away.

Max’s actual owner was technically the Margrave, but it wasn’t hard to get it as a bonus.

This has been decided. I have to take Max to the imperial capital like this.

“By the way, this is the problem of Lycanslopes. Louise, do you know what they are after?”

In response to Seongjin’s question, Louise looked down the cliff and narrowed her eyes.

“Of course, what they are ultimately targeting is the Sigismund territory. I don’t know how you knew, but Lycanslope Road has been looking for me for some time now. “I can clearly see its cries filled with warnings and threats.”

I heard that I’ve been hearing wolves howling a lot lately, so it seems like it all had a special meaning.

“But I just get the feeling that something is being planned. “To be honest, I don’t really know what they’re aiming for.”

Then Seongjin tilted his head.

hmm. Isn’t there a simple solution to that?

“Can’t we just make one of them our servant?”

“yes?”

“I heard you got caught anyway? Then isn’t it okay to move openly? “Let’s just go catch one now!”

Even Louise, who always maintained her composure, couldn’t help but be greatly embarrassed by Seongjin’s unexpected words.

“Now?”

“huh. Are you strong? Are you going to catch me and Rod while I’m at it? “That guy has something that bothers me.”

“… yes?”

Louise couldn’t believe her ears even after listening intently.

What is this person talking about?

fantasy,