Children of the Holy Emperor Chapter 33

033. Channeling (3)

The border between the Delcross main world and the Void.

In the deep darkness, where the void was so vast that all existence was crushed, a soul who boasted a more brilliant presence than anything else suddenly appeared.

It was a success. Success… This is it, right?

Due to his unexpected appearance, Seongjin had to doubt his own eyes for a while – although he couldn’t be sure that he was seeing with his eyes because he was in a soul state.

He was just like the Seonghwang that Seongjin knew him to be. A calm face as always, comfortable clothes and a long white robes draped casually like a cloak.

The only difference is that everything is shrouded in dazzling white light. The light was so overwhelming that the Demon King’s soul was so shocked that it collapsed into Seongjin’s arms.

In addition, there is something like a golden coffin floating above your head. It was an unusual crown with golden, pointed thorns stretching out in a circle.

When I see it shining so brightly, I wonder if it is a halo or something.

Just like that, Seonghwang, who was wearing a very holy aura, appeared and was criticizing Seongjin for not studying.

[You are the prince of the Holy Empire. Shouldn’t we at least have the minimum knowledge about the main deity that the empire worships?]

Plus, this guy’s expression changed more colorfully than usual. An expression of patheticness is revealed without filtering on the face looking at Seongjin.

Uh, is now the time to nag?

[And if something like this happens, can’t you call me on your own? Doesn’t it take too much time to find it?]

[I, so… … .]

[I told you not to mess around like that. I know where the law is and I am not afraid… . Tsk.]

I clicked my tongue. This guy just clicked his tongue!

Normally, he had a poker face where you couldn’t tell what he was thinking, but Seonghwang’s emotional state was somehow overly honest in his emotional expressions.

However, Seongjin felt unfair.

[No, father, Your Majesty. Even though I suddenly died like this, I still protected Delcross from the threat of the demon world! We stopped the Bantra Moss from flocking to the capital in droves!]

Yes. It was almost like a gate incident would occur in Delcross.

At this point, isn’t it enough to be confident that he behaved without shame as a prince?

[that… Well done.]

The momentum of the success has eased a little. His gaze briefly turned to the trembling red soul piece hiding in Seongjin’s arms.

A moment of disapproval passed by, but he didn’t say anything about the Demon King. Seongjin, who felt like he was being stabbed for no reason, just hugged the insignificant soul a little deeper, as if to hide it.

[But wouldn’t it be troublesome to suddenly leave the body like this? Thanks to this, I suddenly had to leave, putting me in a very awkward situation.]

As Seonghwang furrowed his eyebrows, Seongjin asked curiously.

[What is the situation? Aren’t you in the prayer room now?]

Then he said hmm. Pretend to clear your throat and avoid eye contact.

This guy, what is he doing now, throwing away his entire schedule?

Ah, now that I think about it, isn’t this good timing? Seongjin thought.

When I asked you once if you could see my soul, you said you wanted to die, right? But I just happened to be dead, right?

The last time he got caught up in an Auror storm, he was too embarrassed to ask, but Seongjin decided that he should make it clear this time. It’s obvious that he knows Seongjin’s identity, but how long is he planning on treating him like his little son?

[I, Your Majesty Seonghwang. Can you please tell me what my soul looks like now?]

[…] … .]

[How did you know that I suddenly died? Also, how did you find the temple so quickly after flying all the way to the border of the Void?]

Even Seongjin, who had no concept of dimensions, could tell that the distance from Delcross to here was unimaginably long. There is no way it would be possible to blindly search here and there to find the soul of Seongjin, who flew away at will.

He looked at Seongjin blankly for a moment, then made a sullen expression and closed his mouth.

What, you don’t want to talk about it?

It was right then. The devil who was hiding in Seongjin’s arms conveyed a feeling of extreme fear that took his breath away.

I’m looking here.

[What on earth… … .]

In an instant, Seongjin’s head was covered with the Holy Emperor’s robes, wrapped in light.

When I looked at him with a puzzled expression, not knowing why, Seonghwang turned his head and was staring somewhere in the distance with cold eyes.

Could it be that Seongjin is overthinking that he feels that his face looks a bit pale even though it is the appearance of a soul?

[I’ve been here too long. I ended up attracting unnecessary attention.]

As soon as he finished speaking, Seongjin also felt it. A deep gaze passing over them from somewhere.

It climbs leisurely, like an insect crawling on the skin, but each touch is sharp, as if stabbing with a sword. The sheer weight of such pure malice took my breath away.

Is this the view of high-ranking demon kings and alien monarchs? It was said that the soul would be crushed flat just by the gaze, and the gaze of monarchs of different rank was such a heavy thing.

Even though he was surrounded and protected by the light of Seonghwang, the touch was so frighteningly vivid that Seongjin was gritting his teeth to control his trembling soul without realizing it.

[It’s still just one guy, but soon more guys will gather. I can’t delay any longer.]

A rare feeling of nervousness was felt in Seonghwang’s words.

Seongjin realized. This person knew that this dimension was a target.

[Go now. Don’t worry Masain too much.]

Seonghwang raises one corner of his mouth and places his thumb and middle finger on Seongjin’s forehead, as if he is about to hit a chestnut. Seongjin instinctively prepared for shock and tightly clutched the demon king in her arms.

[Go back. [Mores].]

Sigh.

* * *

Something like water droplets falls on my cheek. huh? What is this?

Also, why does my body keep shaking like this? Shaking.

Kuek. it hurts! It hurts so much. stop. stop… … .

“… “Kek!”

As soon as a small scream escaped Seongjin’s throat, his body stopped shaking for a moment.

“Hey, you!”

“Lowering!”

Cluck cluck. Seongjin bent to the side and coughed several times.

what? My heart really hurts like crazy. I think it hurt less than this when I was kicked by a monster and my entire ribcage was crushed.

I heard someone whispering cautiously next to me.

“Lord Martha, aren’t your ribs broken again?”

Uh, Sir Kurt? What now? also? Again?

I think I just heard something that cannot be overlooked.

Seongjin, who had been rolling around holding his chest to relieve the pain for a while, finally raised his head and looked around. It was so painful that tears welled up in her eyes, making her vision blurry.

The place where he lay was just outside the stone chamber where he caught the Bantra moss larva. Inside the entrance, black lumps and tentacle roots that have lost their strength and are twisted can be seen.

And there were quite a few people surrounding the lying Seongjin.

Sir Masain, Sir Kurt, and a Paladin I have never seen before.

And behind it, there was a group of people wearing shiny silver armor… … .

Among them, the paladin who was standing right next to Seongjin lowered his posture and placed his hand on his chest. He was a tall man wearing brief armor and glasses. At first glance, his sharp eyes made me feel sorry for him, but he seemed very ill-tempered.

Soon, he thought a white light would surround his hand, and the pain in his chest suddenly subsided.

“What number is this, Masain? You guys have no right line. “If I only had to do CPR twice, my ribcage would be completely healed.”

okay. This is all because of Lord Masaine.

Seongjin looked up at him wanting to say something, but was momentarily speechless.

Masain looked truly distraught. He rolled up her sleeves to put pressure on her ribcage, held her hands together, and sat down blankly, looking at her face.

He had been doing CPR for so long and hard that he was drenched in sweat and breathing heavily, as if he had just sprinted across the training ground.

Worst of all, her face is a mess, whether from tears or sweat. What on earth is that like, a grown adult?

uh… If that’s the case, it’s hard for me to say anything, right?

I broke my ribs, why do I feel like I have to apologize?

“Keuhum, big… … .”

Everyone’s attention was suddenly drawn to the sound of a cough coming from behind.

Among the silver-armored knights lined up behind him, one who seemed to be the leader took a step forward and opened his mouth towards Seongjin and his group.

“Now that the prince has woken up safely, is it okay if we, the Knights of St. Marsyas, take over his recruitment?”

He was an elderly knight wearing splendid silver armor. His strangely angular forehead, sunken eyelids, and thin mouth that looks a little cunning are what catches his eye.

Above all, his eyes. Those cold eyes that glanced down at Seongjin were filled with too much malice to be said to be directed at the prince of the Seonghwang family.

“The prince is the main witness in this case. Therefore, he, like other suspects, must go through a fair interrogation process… … .”

Is that what you would say to the prince who is now dead and alive?

As if Seongjin wasn’t the only one who had such thoughts, Masain’s face, which had been expressionless until then, slowly began to look sinister.

“How dare you say there is some safety here now!”

Masain growled at him with a grimly distorted face. Not only Noh Knight but even Seongjin are startled by the eerie murderousness that spreads out in an instant.

Some of the knights lined up reacted unconsciously and drew their swords. Chang, Chaeng.

Slurp.

Masain and Lord Kurt also block Seongjin’s path and draw their swords. In an instant, the surrounding air froze tightly.

An imminent situation.

Fortunately, someone quickly intervened between Masain and the old knight. It was the paladin from before who seemed to have a bad personality.

“Lord Durand.”

He slowly raised his hand towards Masain, then raised his glasses and opened his mouth to the old knight. Perhaps because he was so tall, he seemed to be looking down at the old knight, but his impression was that he looked like he was looking down on the other person.

“As you know, all religious and legal matters that arise for Prince Mores are delegated to the head of the Order of Saint Aurelion in the absence of His Majesty the Holy Emperor. This also includes the investigative and prosecution rights of the Inquisitors.”

The old knight called Durand responded with a dissatisfied face.

“Regardless of whether the special exception is legal or not, Lord Katrina is currently absent. Aren’t you assisting with His Majesty’s closing prayer?”

“And in Sir Katrina’s absence, that authority is to pass to my deputy, Francis Azen.”

“… “What?”

The old knight’s face was crumpled.

“Therefore, unfortunately, the request to hand over the prince’s personal identity cannot be established in the first place. “It is entirely up to me to decide whether to view him as a reference or not.”

Durand shouted angrily.

“Sir Francis! “Are you, a mere lieutenant and not an Inquisitor, now trying to infringe on the inherent authority of an Inquisitor?”

“what… … .”

The young paladin sneered and uttered a magic sentence that could overcome any situation.

“It is the name of His Majesty the Holy Emperor… … .”

“Such an insolent bastard!”

The old knight’s eyes burned with anger. His hand went to his waist as if he would pull out a sword at any moment, but Francis calmly searched inside his chest and produced a letter.

“Lord Durand said it could come out like this and told me to tell it to you personally.”

Durand hesitates and accepts the letter. It was an enforcement official issued through the administration’s formal certification process. And in that official document, there was just one sentence written in beautiful handwriting.

-Don’t be too overt and wait for me.

Durand’s hands were shaking, but he couldn’t throw the letter away carelessly. One side of the letter was even stamped with a large seal.

“This… This is impossible! “I will report this to Cardinal Benitus right now!”

“Don’t worry about that.”

Francis pushed up his glasses and replied grumpily. From Seongjin’s perspective, it seemed like he was clearly supporting one side, but he had a knack for appearing extremely hateful to those on the same side.

“An official document with exactly the same content, without any errors, has probably already arrived to Cardinal Benitus by now.”

“Kaaaaaaak!”

Seongjin turned his eyes away from the old knight who roared in anger into the air, relaxed his body and closed his eyes.

Oh, I don’t know. Just figure it out.

First of all, too many things happened today.

‘Hey, are you okay?’

[…] huh.]

When I asked a question, a small response came back.

I was worried that he might have dropped it while flying back to Mores’ body, but fortunately, the demon king’s soul seemed to have returned safely with him. Seongjin smiled slightly, feeling a little relieved at the sight of a familiar spirit that felt like before.

First, take some rest.

When I wake up later, I’ll ask him what his name is.

* * *

At the same time, a slash-and-burn village in the western corner of the continent.

As soon as Nate came to his senses, he became depressed as he realized that he was surrounded by a group of fierce bandits.

‘Have I been left behind as expected…? … .’

“Run away, you bastard? Come on and blow! Who on earth is behind this?! “Are you also a spy for Asean?”

“Is there someone here? “If you don’t blow it quickly, you’ll never see any good results, you bastard!”

A bandit grabs him by the collar and threatens him, tapping a sharp dagger against his cheek.

Nate sighed quietly with a gloomy face.

fantasy,