245. Return (5)
For a long time since then, Seongjin was buried in a waterfall of divine power.
My body became normal in an instant.
It was said that the ark of power was indeed different, and it was such an enormous divine power that it made the efforts of Logan and the priests who had worked hard since yesterday become insignificant.
But for some reason, even after I got better, the waterfall of light never seemed to stop.
‘How long… … .’
Seongjin felt a little uncomfortable.
Isn’t this truly a meaningless waste of a ‘miracle’? It’s a little embarrassing because it looks like he’s being hugged by a woman he didn’t trust.
However, Seongjin decided to let Seonghwang do whatever he wanted for a while.
This was because the more divine power was poured out, the tremors felt in the arms were noticeably decreasing.
[I’m sorry, son.]
Eventually, Seonghwang let go of Seongjin and opened his mouth in a slightly calm voice.
When he hurriedly removed the bandage from his eye, the usual calm glow had already returned to his eyes.
[I thought I wouldn’t leave you alone forever, but I ended up just neglecting you during the most difficult time.]
Nevertheless, his gloomy expression was conveyed without filtering, and Seongjin could not help but secretly smile.
“It’s not your fault, father. Has a gap opened up in the imperial palace? Whatever it is, an urgent situation has arisen that cannot be avoided?”
[…] … .]
“Rather, it was my fault. I was managing my physical strength in my own way, but my health suddenly deteriorated rapidly and I had no choice.”
Then he looked down at Seongjin with an unreadable expression.
Looking at the silver eye light that flickered from time to time, it seemed like he was quickly scanning something that others could not see.
[…] okay. Once the aurors started to become entangled, they suddenly became uncontrollable.]
Finally, Seonghwang sighed and stroked Seongjin’s head.
Tuk-tuk.
[Should I say that I learned it too well or that I have too much talent? Because we deal with thoughts and thoughts as naturally as breathing, these side effects also occur.]
As expected, the cause was that the aurors in his body moved freely according to Seongjin’s will.
As his body was shaken several times, the aura that was unconsciously protecting his eyes became entangled, and the condition of his eyes deteriorated rapidly.
“So what should I do now?”
[There is no other solution. The only way to do this is to carefully learn how to consciously separate thoughts through practice.]
For a moment, a faint, bitter feeling appears in his sunken eyes.
[One, once you get used to it, what else will you do based on it? … .]
“hmm…….”
Seongjin, who was avoiding his gaze for no reason, suddenly had a flash of something in his mind.
“Oh yeah. That was it!”
Seongjin suddenly became excited and opened his arms wide in a slightly exaggerated manner to brighten the mood.
“By the way, Dad, I found a really cool souvenir!”
“souvenir.”
“Yes! Don’t be surprised when you see it. This can truly be said to be Sigismund’s specialty! Where else can you find it?”
Seongjin quickly walked to the side of the bed and proudly took out the ice heart he had stored in the corner. Three small ice cubes that emit a faint light.
“Do you know what this is? It’s a controller that lets you control a Glacher Troll!”
“Glatcher t…….”
“I even gave it a name. It’s called shaved ice! I’ll take a bunch of shaved ice to the palace for each member of my family! If each family member leaves one in the palace, it will be really cool even in the summer. What do you think?”
“…….”
Seonghwang was silent for a moment, then slowly raised his hand and touched his forehead.
[Yes, shaved ice… … .]
Wow, as expected, father!
Is this the first time I’ve seen someone pronounce shaved ice’s name properly here? While his eyes were sparkling with admiration, Seonghwang sighed softly and asked.
[Did you want to take them to the imperial capital?]
Of course, it was natural that Seongjin nodded vigorously.
“Yes, I would like to do that if possible. I especially want to show it to Sisley. He has always been curious about the real Glacher Troll.”
A thrilling battle between the Wolf Knights and the Glacher Trolls.
Perhaps this is the only part that the little boy likes in the [Delcross Chronicles] that had been bothering him all along?
Then Seonghwang’s eyes turned a little more serious. He seemed to be thinking deeply about something.
[…] If you take it as is, Benitus will go on a rampage.]
Oh, is that really true?
[But I think it would be okay if we reduced the size a little.]
“Huh? Is that possible?”
[possible. I’ll find some time soon to teach you how to operate it. Don’t just try to do it on your own.]
The sheep who said that looked like she was about to leave at any moment, so Seongjin asked with wide eyes.
“Do you have to go already?”
[okay. There are people who do not view my stay here very favorably.]
Now that I think about it, it certainly seemed like Seonghwang had been trying to minimize the time he was possessing Sir Sharon as much as possible. Did he say that the northern people are lacking?
[And since we’re here, there’s a place to take a quick look.]
Seonghwang, who was staring somewhere with blurred focus, finally patted Seongjin’s head.
[See you again soon. Don’t you think you’ll return to the imperial capital soon without doing anything else?]
“Yes, father.”
When Seongjin nodded with a confident expression, Seonghwang raised one corner of his mouth.
[okay. Then it’s done.]
So you just moved on like that?
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no. Before leaving the room, Seonghwang slapped Seongjin on the forehead and disappeared.
Sigh!
“Kkuek……?”
It was just strange that this time it didn’t hurt as much as it sounded.
Seongjin, who was rubbing his forehead in a strange feeling, soon put the ice heart back and lay down on the bed.
[Surprising? I thought you were going to test it right away as soon as your father left?]
The demon lord muttered as if he were puzzled.
Didn’t you just hear that, devil? Didn’t your father tell you not to try it on your own?
[You hear that? Lee Seong-jin of the world?]
‘of course.’
From now on, I will try to be a good son in my own way.
[Ugh, your topic is so great… … .]
‘shut up!’
* * *
Meanwhile, Logan, who had finally disarmed himself and was sitting across from Masaine at the table, carefully studied his cousin’s expression.
“Aren’t you a little disappointed?”
“What do you mean, you’re sad?”
“Mores refers to you as his brother again as before.”
Logan’s attitude was cautious.
I had known for a long time that Masain had a special regard for Mores.
Since he was young, he followed Masaine very much, and since he was the younger brother who took more care than the more mature Logan, he probably took care of various things and became attached to her.
However, even though he was called “brother” at best, his title went back to Lord Masain again.
But Masain’s reaction was unexpected.
“Ah, don’t worry about that, my lord. Prince Mores sometimes talks in his sleep like that.”
“…yes?”
“You sometimes talk in your sleep at night.”
Masaine calmly explained to Logan, who was confused.
“The reason I found out was a tip from a dedicated maid. It happened after she suffered from a serious fever, so at first I was worried and started looking for her often at night.”
So, was it from the day Seongjin secretly left the imperial palace for the first time? From then on, Masain carefully observed the prince’s bedtime for a while.
There were times when I unintentionally interrupted his rest. Because Prince Mores had unusual senses, he often woke up no matter how carefully he looked.
“You often call me that.”
Brother Masain, he said.
Logan’s face hardened as he listened.
“But the next day, you don’t remember anything at all.”
“You… can’t remember?”
“Yes, everything, including waking up and meeting me.”
When Logan’s expression became somewhat serious, Masain reassured him with a faint smile, wondering how he was taking it.
“Don’t worry too much. This happened repeatedly for a few days, but there were no signs of any abnormalities in your health. That’s what I thought. Even though you lost most of your memories due to the fever, you still have some of them somewhere in your subconscious. “I wonder if there’s anything left.”
“memory…….”
“Yes. I consulted with Dr. Ninias at the Jinju Palace and he said that. Sometimes, patients with amnesia sometimes recall partially forgotten memories when a specific trigger arises. Of course, in the process, they also forget new memories instead. “I do.”
“……!”
Logan’s face blanched.
Masain’s words reminded me of a new possibility that I had never thought of before.
“…Your Majesty? My Majesty, why are you acting like this all of a sudden?”
Because the words Seongjin said when they first met were completely sincere, it was a possibility I had never thought about before.
‘Lee Seong-jin said that he is not Mores and that he does not know where Mores’ soul has gone. But what if Lee Seong-jin was actually unaware of his own condition?
Do Mores’ memories remain in Lee Seong-jin’s unconscious? And there are times when you think of it in your sleep?
That wasn’t all. Why did Lee Seong-jin think that the only thing he could forget was the memories of his ‘Mores days’?
This is Logan himself, who has full memories of his past life.
‘Could it be that a person named Lee Seong-jin is actually Mores’ past life? He was reincarnated as Mores and forgot about it, but what if a fever made him remember his past life?
And what if, instead, you forget the memories of living as Mores?
Then, all questions raised so far will be explained.
Sometimes, Logan gets to see Mores’s childhood through Lee Seong-jin.
And Seonghwang, who obviously knows about Lee Seong-jin’s existence, is leaving him alone.
‘but… … .’
Nevertheless, Lee Seong-jin’s presence is completely different from Mores. There’s no way I’m confusing that. How on earth should we think about that?
It was a time when Logan was immersed in deep confusion.
Suddenly, an unfamiliar figure entered the restaurant where they were sitting. He was such a natural killer that even Logan, the sword master, could not sense his approach.
“Ah, Lord Sharon.”
“……!”
When Masain called him with joy, Logan tensed and looked back.
I was caught behind? To whom?
And he came face to face with the familiar yet somewhat unfamiliar figure of the exorcist.
“…Lord Sharon?”
It was like that. On the outside, it clearly looks like Sir Sharon.
But the silver-gray eyes give off a strange glow. There was no way Logan wouldn’t recognize those familiar yet unique eyes.
‘Abama?’
Then the exorcist opened his mouth. It was a strange voice that felt as if it was echoing directly from within my head.
[Logan, if it’s okay, would you mind walking with me for a moment?]
* * *
Logan was never unaware of the presence of the Exorcist, who frequently saw his face while involved in the work of the monster task force.
But what about the exorcist who is now striding ahead?
‘At first glance, I thought it was a success.’
So, I followed his suggestion obediently.
However, if you think about it, the presence felt from that exorcist right now was not completely the same as that of Seonghwang.
Where is that? Minor changes in posture or stride length due to physical differences are also noticeable.
Nevertheless, there was one thing that never changed.
It is the unique atmosphere that surrounds the calm and orderly aura. A movement that is almost ostentatious and exudes its own presence, as if it does not feel the slightest friction from the air or the ground.
“Are you drinking it, Abama?”
Logan, who had been walking along for a while, asked. He thought it was a strange question, but he couldn’t help but ask it.
Then the exorcist answered without looking back.
[Did you recognize it?]
“Yes. But you look a little different.”
[Yes, he is there.]
The exorcist, no, she was probably in a good mood, spoke in a calm tone.
[Do you know, Logan? There are many factors that determine a person’s presence. Among them, memories and experiences have a great influence on the appearance. It’s just that human experience rarely loses continuity, so it rarely changes in a short period of time.]
And Seonghwang said something unexpected.
[Your presence is the same.]
“yes?”
[It changes several times a day. It’s just that the difference is not that big and people just ignore it.]
Logan was embarrassed and his mouth was twitching, but Seonghwang finally stopped walking when he reached an ambiguous point.
The entrance to the estate.
It was a messy place with the corpses of demonic beasts still scattered here and there.
The soldiers who were beating down the persistently regenerating heart of Lycan Slope recognized the two people and lowered their heads in sorrow. There was no way they wouldn’t recognize the prince’s group, who showed outstanding performance yesterday.
‘But why a place like this?’
Logan is wondering-
Tuk-tuk.
Seonghwang said, tapping the floor with his toe.
[Okay, Logan. You definitely have something you want to ask me.]
This is what I was waiting for.
“Yes, actually, it is.”
Logan straightened his posture and looked directly at the Holy Emperor.
fantasy,
