308. Demon King No. 2 (6)
After some wrangling, Seongjin succeeded in completely taking over the job of painter from Isabella. Instead of fully supporting him, they decided to commission a painting first.
Since this is a world without cameras, I decided that it would be a good idea to have at least a skilled painter by my side.
“Good for you, Mores.”
Amelia, who had no idea that she had been chosen as the model for the next tentative portrait, was overjoyed that Seongjin had an artist he liked.
“Now is the time for you to pay attention to culture and arts. “You should start going to famous salons and start your own social gatherings.”
“Is there really a need for me to do that?”
When I asked again reluctantly, Amelia answered with a stern expression.
“Of course, Mores. “In order to attract young talents who will become the mainstay of the imperial capital in the future and to properly listen to their voices, we must not neglect such meetings even from now on.”
“Uh, yes… … .”
“Our Seonghwang family members all have such tendencies. “While they try to look out for and protect their subjects, they actually neglect the physiology of the nobles and high-ranking priests who will act as their hands and feet in the middle.”
So, you must become a politician who knows how to look everywhere. Amelia added:
“… … .”
Seongjin looked at Amelia blankly without answering.
I’ve been thinking about it for a while, but strangely enough, this sister seems to have no doubt that I will become the crown prince.
Why?
“Of course, that may not be what I want to say. I’ve only recently started paying attention. “I’m still clumsy in many ways, but I’m still getting a lot of help from Lady Scarzzapino.”
To that guy?
When Seongjin turned around, thinking it was unexpected, Isabella showed a sullen expression.
‘Now, did you hear? Even so, this body is Isabella Scarchapino, the queen of society. He is such a great being that the princess asks for help.’
Seongjin was dumbfounded by his confident expression. Where on earth has the guy who was shaking with fear gone just now?
Anyway, even after the portrait case was concluded, Seongjin continued to stay in the Silver Rose Labyrinth and spent some time.
Although she seems very sloppy now, Isabella has a personality that is almost identical to Sigurd Sigurdsson. He was too anxious to be left alone with Amelia. Needless to say, Isabella’s face crumpled every moment.
Of course, Amelia, who did not know such circumstances, expressed pure joy that Seongjin stayed for a long time.
“Lowering. Magistrate Dorian requests to see you.”
How much time has passed like that? One of her maids spoke carefully to Amelia.
“Administrator Dorian?”
“yes. He said that if I tell you that it is about the latest events in Cyprus, you will know.”
“… okay.”
Amelia nodded and stood up with a slightly serious expression.
“I’m sorry, but I have to go now, Mores. “If he came all the way to the Eunjang Labyrinth in person, he would definitely be saying that this is an issue that needs to be discussed urgently.”
As for Administrator Dorian, Seongjin also knew him to some extent. He was so trusted that the Emperor sometimes entrusted him with the royal seal.
Amelia seemed to be diligently helping her father with his work recently, but it seems that Amelia is involved in more political affairs than expected.
“Don’t worry about me and just go now, sister.”
“okay.”
Next, Amelia’s sorrowful gaze landed on the embarrassed Isabella.
“Anyway, I feel really sorry for Lady Scarzzapino for having to leave early. He planned to spend time until evening and then go to the salon together. “Maybe this is a good thing.”
what? You’re going to stay with that bastard until evening? That was something that should never have been said.
Before Isabella could say anything, Seongjin quickly answered Amelia.
“Don’t worry, sister. “I will take Lady Isabella to her mansion on my way back.”
“… … !?”
While Isabella was shocked, Amelia smiled.
“Oh my, would you please?”
In this way, Seongjin and Isabella left the Silver Rose Labyrinth together.
“Come to think of it, it’s been a long time since you two saw each other, right? “Let’s have a leisurely chat on the way.”
Isabella stiffened and reluctantly got into the carriage where Seongjin was riding as the princess, who knew nothing, sent her off happily. Her confident attitude from before was gone again.
Seongjin smiled without even realizing it.
‘Such a simple guy… … .’
It is so insignificant that one naturally loses one’s guard.
If Sigurd Sigurdson is acting with intention, I feel like I have no choice but to admit this.
Many, many, many.
In that awkward atmosphere, the carriage began to move.
“… … .”
Isabella hesitates and looks at Seongjin.
It seems that she is now worried that she missed the opportunity to pretend to be Isabella by meeting Seongjin before she could prepare herself.
Seongjin, who was looking out the window sullenly, furrowed his eyebrows at the anxious gaze.
“what? If you have something to say, say it.”
Then Isabella cautiously opens her mouth.
“I… “I’m not usually like this.”
“what?”
“It was a mistake that happened because I was in a hurry today. “As you know well from what I heard from the princess earlier, I am living as the flawless Isabella.”
okay. It seems like that.
Seongjin answered half-heartedly without looking away from the window.
“okay. I’ll just skip it this time. “First of all, it looks like you can be useful to Amelia.”
“… … .”
But that wasn’t the end. She quietly looked at Seongjin’s expression and then asked again.
“Why don’t you ask me anything?”
What does that mean?
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When Seongjin turned his head to focus on Isabella, she spoke with a very determined expression.
“Why don’t you try to get any other information from me? “You probably have a lot of questions about Sigurd Sigurdsson.”
“… … .”
“I understand Seonghwang’s attitude of leaving me alone. Since he is an oracle, there is nothing more you need to know about the dimensional storyteller. The reason you kept me alive is nothing more than an act of generosity out of sympathy for Isabella, who was used as a doll. But aren’t you different from him?”
“different?”
“exactly. “You have no memories of the past, do you?”
The question was valid. Sigurd Sigurdsson is almost like a parasite that only carries souls without any substance. There is no way he would leave any traces on the world.
Currently, Isabella will be the only clue to catch him.
“The vast amount of knowledge he left behind is gradually being forgotten, and memories also fade over time. If you want to ask me about the Storyteller of the Dimension, now would be a good time.”
Then Seongjin looked at Isabella with a sullen face.
Of course that’s true. Since Seonghwang’s father will already know what he needs to know anyway, wouldn’t it matter?
Besides, I have a feeling that if I try to find out something from you, it won’t turn out very well.
What Seongjin was curious about was something else.
“Why are you deliberately bringing this up to me?”
Then Isabella answered with a somewhat desperate look on her face.
“In exchange for my cooperation with you, I want my safety guaranteed. “I don’t want to worry anymore about when I might die by your hands!”
What kind of boring sound is that again?
“Who said they would kill me right away? I told you this before. Just become Isabella properly in front of me. Or at least pretend to be her. Then everything will be resolved.”
Then Isabella screamed in disgust.
“That’s really unreasonable. “It might not be possible in front of other people, but at least in front of you, it’s impossible!”
“what? why?”
“Think about it carefully. Don’t you know and I know who I really am? But do you mean to pretend that you don’t know anything and act coquettishly, pretending to be your fiancee? “Isn’t this really embarrassing for both of us?”
… Coquettishness? Originally, Isabella didn’t do that to me either? Plus, we’re not even officially engaged.
Seongjin was taken aback, but he realized that there was no need to miss this opportunity since the other person was willing to answer anyway.
“Well then, let me ask you one question. Do you know who the doll Sigurd Sigurdsson is currently hiding in?”
Then Isabella answers firmly.
“I know, but I can’t tell you. He also provided minimal protection to his dolls for his own safety. “The moment you try to say that, Isabella will lose her consciousness and turn into a complete idiot.”
“… “So can you tell me what his next plan is?”
Then Isabella shook her head again.
“Of course, I have a guess. Likewise, Isabella would become an idiot the moment she attempted to directly interfere with his actions. So I can’t tell you.”
Such a useless guy.
That thought seemed to be clearly revealed in Seongjin’s expression. Isabella shot back with an angry look on her face.
“Can you please use a roundabout way of reasoning or a metaphor? “People are willing to cooperate at best, so ask in a more noble way!”
Uh, I don’t know. Something like that.
Seongjin fiercely raised his eyes.
“There’s nothing I can answer for you anyway, so why are you willing to cooperate?”
“Or what about things that happened a little earlier than the immediate problem? “If that’s the case, you’ll probably be able to answer without any restrictions.”
“What is the standard for ‘old days’? Do you really think we should at least conduct a census of this guy? “Do you want me to dig into your family relationships step by step?”
“Sigurt.”
“what?”
When Seongjin asked again because he did not understand the meaning, Isabella spoke again in a low voice.
“His family. Her father, who was her only family, made a living by selling stories to people. “She was called Sigurd by the people, just like the storyteller of the dimension.”
“… … .”
“His father, and his father’s father. Everyone was Sigurd. Sigurd Sigurdsson does not just refer to a storyteller, but is a long-standing name that has been passed down from generation to generation.”
I don’t know when his ancestors started passing down his name.
Sigurd’s son, Sigurd.
Also his son Sigurd.
The name that lasted for such a long time was on people’s lips and gradually transformed into something like a byword for a storyteller.
So, by the time the dimensional storyteller was born, the name Sigurd Sigurdson itself had become imbued with powerful power. As long as he is part of the story he creates, he has the power to even cross the boundaries of other dimensions.
“Every story has the powerful power to evoke imagery. “In particular, an image that arises strongly becomes a solid dream and also a meditation.”
The storyteller, who had the ability to freely create desired images in those who listened to the story, used this power to travel through various dimensions and perform numerous miracles.
A power that can easily raise a country with just three inches of tongue, and can also cause the world to flounder in complete collapse. This power, which is beyond the scope of humans, can probably be compared to a king of one dimension.
Sigurd, who became arrogant, had no hesitation in calling himself the ‘Demon King of Dreams’.
“Then one day, as he was walking around the world of flames as usual, he discovered it. “In this world, there are great rules that create and maintain the dimension itself, rather than simply creating a single thought.”
“… “The normal world.”
When Seongjin answered indifferently, Isabella nodded.
“Your guess is correct. While Sigurd wasted his time playing with the power of dreams brought about by stories, the laws that make up the beautiful world called the normal world were born in this world. and… … .”
After a brief pause, Isabella continued speaking with slightly deepened eyes.
“There was a mysterious being who created this, the Oracle.”
fantasy,
