Children of the Holy Emperor Chapter 217

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217. Flower garden (3)

Before starting the battle, Seongjin expected a considerable melee.

This was an idea that took into account the Lycan Slope Lord that was fought in the labyrinth boss room before. At that time, Orden and I had a hard time against him.

The fake Lord in front of me right now was not as good as him, but he had a much stronger body and aura.

Even though my reason was clouded, I wouldn’t have been able to resolve the situation so quickly if I had just rushed in with the other guys.

But now, the leader of those demonic beasts is staring at them and shedding tears.

It was a sight that neither Seongjin nor Louise could have imagined.

‘The reason that guy has been standing there stupidly until now… … !’

The red, bloodshot eyes and blurry focus did not belong to someone who had properly regained their senses.

However, the expression on his hazy face, as if he were daydreaming, was a mixture of oppressed and twisted remorse and sorrow, and seemed to be full of joy.

This is clearly the appearance of an intelligent life form.

Seongjin flinched for a moment, but held the nutcracker and adjusted his posture. This is because the two Lycanslopes that were still remaining rushed towards him at the same time.

Grrrr!

Kkkkkkkkkk!

Taaat. Instead of swinging the nutcracker, Seongjin quickly stepped back and took a defensive stance. If we want to find out more about why he does what he does, we have to first clear up the situation completely.

‘You can catch two quickly, but… … .’

However, after learning about another possibility about these demonic beasts. Naturally, we have no choice but to be cautious in future attacks.

Unlike before, taking a little more time, Seongjin organized the remaining two lycan slopes step by step.

“Lowering… … .”

Meanwhile, Louise was standing there as if nailed, staring blankly up at the fake Lord.

The two hands holding the bastard sword are already hanging down listlessly. The will to fight was completely lost.

“Louise.”

As Seongjin approaches and calls out, black eyes filled with complex emotions look back at him.

Shock, hope, guilt, pity.

It is a whirlpool of raw emotions rarely seen in a girl who maintained a calmness unbecoming her age.

“Lowering. I like these… … .”

He swung his sword, telling himself over and over again that they were no longer his kin, that they were just magic beasts without reason.

Perhaps he was so blinded by his own safety that he gave up on finding a way for his fellow countrymen from the beginning.

Could it be that he has already made a mistake that can never be undone?

“I think maybe my compatriots… … .”

A thinly trembling voice trails off at the end of the sentence.

At that time, the fake Lord must have heard Louise’s voice and trembled.

“… cognation.”

Crrrrr.

The sharp muzzle of the demon beast let out a syllable with a clear meaning along with a low-frequency growl.

Amazingly, it was the language of the Empire!

“… “My people.”

At the same time, the status of the fake load also changed. Even though I was staring at Seongjin and Louise, for the first time, a clear sign of recognition towards them appeared in my eyes that had been somewhat blurry.

“… Lycan Slope, the official language of the empire?”

Louise, shocked, opens her eyes and mutters…

Sigh.

The fake Lord, who sniffed loudly and sucked in tears, spoke in a clearer voice.

“okay. They are of the same race. This nostalgic feeling is definitely Nebraska’s… … .”

And the fake Lord looked at the two people in turn and asked a question.

With a voice full of remorse and with an infinitely deeper resonance.

“Are you trying to destroy that devil’s [flower garden]! Are you willing to become the last hope of your poor, deluded compatriots?”

* * *

Lycan Slope, Vajra.

He was, by far, the legendary Lycan Slope Lord, the last pure-blooded Lycan Slope with Nebraska blood.

The day when [disaster] flooded and covered everything in Ionia.

Lycanslope Lord Murat, who had evacuated his clan to a temporary shelter, ordered him to do so.

-Protect the remaining compatriots with all your might, Vajra. If something happens to me, don’t be fooled by the empty words of the ‘Council of Six’ and lead them with your own judgment. Now the only one I can trust is you.

Lord Murat solemnly left, saying so, never to return.

And soon after, the representative of the ‘6-person council’ came to them and forced them to make a cruel choice in a cold voice.

-Are you going to commit suicide yourself? Or will you die by my hands like this?

As if saying that he would annihilate everyone was not just empty words, he was already holding a gray sword in one hand and staring at Vajra. He had sinister-shining silver eyes that did not show the slightest emotion.

At that time, Berseus, the demon guard who was next to him, made an urgent suggestion.

-How about this? Let’s take refuge in Delcross instead. It may be impossible to save everyone, but at least some of our people will be able to survive. I will keep the path to the Demonic Sutra as open as possible.

Vajra hesitated. The [Demon Realm] managed by Berseus was not a good land for pure-blooded lycan slopes to set foot on.

It was a miserable prison where people of the same race who had lost their connection to the [Essence] and had completely lost their senses had to wander around until they died as ugly beasts.

However, Berseus drove a wedge into him once more as he suffered.

-If this continues, all of my fellow countrymen will not escape death at the hands of the author. What are you hesitating about? Has not Lord Murat entrusted the future of your people to you?

The decision was quick and there were no major interruptions.

The representative of the ‘Council of Six’, who was quietly watching what they were doing, heaped up his sword and declared in a calm voice.

-This is also your choice, it is not a cause and effect permitted to me. However, you will forever regret not taking the lives of your compatriots now.

A faint feeling of compassion passing through his eyes.

Suddenly, an ominous premonition came over Vajra’s head, but the door to the Demon Lord had already opened and his compatriots were desperately rushing towards the Demon Lord.

As a result, the number of people who survived was less than half of those who were in temporary refuge.

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The red [disaster] that rushed in without waiting for them mercilessly wiped out the rear of the compatriots and immediately poured down in front of their noses.

-Close the magic mirror! Berseus!

I had no choice but to mercilessly close the dimension door in front of my compatriots who were crying out in fear and despair.

-iced coffee!

Deeply frustrated, Vajra stood in front of the closed door and mourned for a moment for his lost compatriots.

It was right then.

-Puhahahahaha!

An unstoppable roar came from next to him.

Vajra raised his head in puzzlement and came face to face with a demonic prison guard who couldn’t hide his happy expression while baring his fangs.

-Beerseus?

-Ha ha ha ha ha! You stupid beasts! They pretend to be proud, proud, and noble, but when they become desperate, they jump in to become prisoners!

-… What?

He was dumbfounded, unable to grasp the situation, but Berseus’ eyes widened as he looked at him.

-You still don’t understand? Now you are all my prisoners!

At the same time, the sweet scent of flowers rushes to the tip of your nose.

That was the last memory that Vajra clearly recognized.

* * *

“I was aware of the fact that the moment we reached the demonic state, the minds of our compatriots would definitely become clouded. Still, I thought there would be some time to reorganize the compatriots… … .”

“… “What was that flower scent?”

Louise asked with a serious expression. It seemed like there was something going on.

“It is a blue flower that emits a scent that paralyzes reason. It has been growing wild in the depths of the Demon World for a long time. That is why this place has been used as a prison for the compatriots since ancient times. “So that those who have lost their senses do not commit unnecessary acts or suffer for no reason.”

“prison… … .”

“But somehow, when we arrived, those blue flowers were in full bloom all over the forest. “The entire center of Demon World has become a [flower garden] full of drugs!”

After saying that, Vajra looked at Seongjin and Louise and shed tears again.

“His warning was correct. “I cannot regret the decision I made that day any more deeply.”

The Lycan Slopes wandered around the demon world for years, losing their reason.

Sometimes, I follow the instructions that come to my head without any meaning or purpose.

Go down south.

Attack the humans.

Go back to the deep demonic sutra.

The Lycan Slopes, not knowing that they were dying, fought for power with the demonic beasts as instructed, and when they became hungry, they preyed on their own kind.

It was truly the life of a completely cruel animal.

How many years have you been wandering around like that? Vajra, who occasionally came to his senses, gradually stopped thinking.

Well, well, well, well.

The glorious goldwork that once proved Nebraska blood was now nothing more than a clutter that made an annoying noise.

“And a new order has recently been issued.”

The instructions were simple.

Gather your compatriots in a snowy field with a view of the ice wall.

And find something in the canyon.

“Looking for something? what is that?”

In response to Seongjin’s question, Bajra shook his head.

“I don’t know the details either. “I was just told to use it.”

In his outstretched palm, he held a small piece of ice that gave off a faint light as if it were pulsating. It was a strange ice that did not melt at all even if he held it in his hand for several days.

[Gasp, Seongjin Lee!]

At that moment, the demon king took a deep breath and shouted.

[That’s an item from the normal world!]

Well, I thought so.

Isn’t ice that doesn’t melt something that completely defies the natural laws of this world?

‘We’ve only seen things from the normal world once or twice, so why are you making such a fuss?’

The Demon King stamped his feet as if he was worn out by Seongjin’s scolding.

[The rules that govern that thing are so strong! You may not know this, but even things in the normal world have grades! And that’s definitely an incredibly high-class item that’s hard to see again!]

‘okay?’

[huh! I want to take a closer look at that! Can’t we ask for that?]

Is it all that difficult?

Even while Seongjin was talking to the demon lord, Vajra’s explanation continued. It is said that he received the following instructions along with this piece of ice.

-Find a place in the canyon where the ice pulse becomes stronger. And check out the vibrations felt in the glacier.

Naturally, one thought came to the minds of Seongjin and his group.

‘… ‘Is there something in the glacier in the canyon?’

Anyway, from then on, the several-day canyon exploration began.

It was an ignorant expedition without a map or turntable, but Bajra didn’t care. The canyon they had already explored was soaked with the blood shed by the Lycan Slopes.

And the cruel exploration ended when there were only a few lycan slopes left to climb up the ice wall. This is because small humans armed with swords suddenly appeared before my eyes.

But why?

Even though they were brutally slaughtering their own people, the moment he saw them, Vajra’s heart began to beat violently.

‘… They are of the same race!’

okay. This is clearly the energy of the same people.

It was buried beyond his consciousness and he couldn’t even remember it anymore, but it was a nostalgic and powerful energy that stimulated his instincts.

In this way, he was lifted from the hell-like world of illusions to reality.

“Please help! “Those who inherited the legacy of Nebraska.”

As Vajra said that, hot tears flowed from her eyes.

There was no time anymore.

Before my mind becomes covered with hazy fog again. Before the ruthless [Lord], who holds a grudge against his own people, notices the incident.

“Please destroy the [flower garden] of those flowers deep in the demonic realm. Otherwise, the future of our people… … .”

Seongjin and Louise, who had just been ruthlessly slaughtering Vajra’s compatriots.

Nevertheless, just because the two bear a faint trace of their old blood relatives, Vajra has no choice but to rely completely on them.

The heat generated by that desperate feeling was conveyed to the two even in the cold air of the canyon.

“Please tell me the location of that [flower garden].”

Louise opened her mouth in a stern voice.

“… Are you helping us?”

“I don’t know whether it will help you in the end or not. Anyway, as long as you invade Sigismund Territory like this, the ending you will face is predetermined. but… … .”

As she said that, her eyes were strangely dark and sunken.

“At the very least, I want to prevent you from making the worst choice because you are possessed by Demon Lord’s [Flower Scent]. At least this is my truth.”

“iced coffee! Thank you! Thank you so much!”

hmm.

Seongjin tilted his head at Louise’s words.

okay. It would be natural to want to help our fellow countrymen who are weak in spirit and body.

‘But why?’

I don’t feel like leaving things like this.

After thinking deeply for a moment, Seongjin looked up at Vajra and asked.

“hey. “If you don’t know what it’s for anyway, how about handing it over to me?”

Bajra, who made eye contact with Seongjin after hearing those words, suddenly felt a strange sense of déjà vu.

Strange eyes that sometimes appear silver-gray under the morning sunlight. Hadn’t he once seen those eyes forcing him to make a choice?

As if possessed by something, Bajra held out a piece of ice towards Seongjin. Somehow, this time she felt like she wanted to hear those words.

It was right then.

[Hoo.]

A soft, eerie sound of laughter came from Vajra’s head.

[…] I finally found it!]

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