Children of the Holy Emperor Chapter 45

045. Premonition (3)

[Ha ha ha ha ha.]

When Nate raised his sword, suddenly stopped and started laughing softly, the octopus looked at him in confusion. His miserably swollen and distorted eyes shake back and forth as if he is anxious.

Nate threw the nutcracker away and slowly approached the misshapen octopus. His attitude was as if he was taking a walk, but it seemed more intimidating than when he was wielding [Calamity], so the octopus trembled without realizing it.

[Tell me.]

He reaches out his hand and gently places it on the guy’s eyeball. The octopus didn’t even dare to lower its eyelids and just vomited out a stream of fluid.

[Why is your king using you as an outcast?]

Why couldn’t he kill this guy himself?

What was the reason to just let this guy go?

Nate guessed that it was probably related to [Kia]’s scheme to send the octopus here.

However, upon hearing those words, the deformed octopus forgot his own situation and shouted angrily.

[What an outcast! This body, this body, is his closest associate who has received the [blessing] bestowed by the Lord of [Hunger] himself. How dare you distort His deep meaning!]

Judging by his oversensitive reaction, it seemed like this guy was also secretly beginning to doubt the king’s intentions.

Anyway, what he said made Nate think of a possibility.

[blessing.]

Yes, is it a blessing?

Nate’s eyes slowly scan the guy’s soul. The deformed octopus that met his gaze was momentarily startled, but then its momentum visibly subsided.

After a while, Nate’s spiritual eyes discovered an inscription engraved in the corner of the octopus’ soul. A small phrase that was engraved extremely secretly and would have been difficult to recognize.

-I care very much for you; your enemy is my enemy, and he who harms you will never escape my vengeance.

Nate clicked his tongue.

[Shallow water… … .]

Although it may seem like a simple congratulatory message, it is a congratulatory decree engraved by a king of one dimension. Moreover, at the boundary of the dimension, the effect would also be preserved without any addition or subtraction.

It may not be able to harm Nate right now, but the causal effect of not being able to avoid revenge remains, and it may have become an excuse for [Hunger] to exert a certain amount of power in the dimension of Delcross at some point. I almost made it a very bothersome task.

Meanwhile, the octopus was caught in Nate’s gaze, unable to move, and was quietly sweating coldly.

Why was it thought that this was simply the soul of a slightly higher-ranked human being? To be able to so easily subdue oneself, a close associate of the great monarch [Kia] and a demon lord of a certain level, is indeed a power worthy of the title of king.

When I saw this person’s golden coffin up close, it was so dazzling that I couldn’t even look at it straight. Moreover, there is something else about those scary eyes that seem to see right through the devil himself.

It was clear that he had lost his mind for a moment. He couldn’t help but regret running out blindly at the king’s joking words asking him to make a contribution.

But the octopus’s ordeal did not end there. This was because he felt a terrifying flow of cause and effect slowly flowing towards him.

[This… This is something else!]

The octopus, which was rolling its eyes back and forth, not knowing what to do, immediately froze when it saw Nate’s cold eyes. Her body was bound by a command that must never be rejected, a powerful command that could control even the fate of the Demon King.

[Although it is only a border, you have entered my territory, so I will also give you a [blessing].]

Can something like this, something like this, be called human?

The octopus thought idly as it felt its mind being consumed by an extreme fear it had never felt before.

And a calm declaration falls upon his soul.

-If you step on my territory once again, you will suffer forever in the abyss that burns even your soul. Your king will be eaten by the one who tried to eat him, leaving not even a trace of his name.

Along with the burning pain, letters of light are engraved on one side of the octopus’ soul. Nate touched the eyeball of the man who was trembling in shock and continued speaking in a vaguely friendly tone.

[Do you understand?]

The guy’s eyes were shaking with extreme fear as he faced Nate’s gaze with no way to avoid it. He was so grimy that his dark skin looked as if it had turned white.

[I’ll let you go alive. But if you come back here someday, you will definitely die.]

As soon as his permission was given, the octopus’ body was freed from its terrifying restraint.

Ssssss. As if water was escaping through a small hole, its huge body began to be swept away.

Fragments of the hell walls, frozen souls, and remaining body parts soon disappeared without a trace.

Tsk. [Kia] clicks her tongue and looks away.

There were still eyes watching his soul from afar, but now no one seemed to have any intention of approaching him anymore.

Nate glanced at them as if glaring for a moment, then prepared to move his soul to Delcross.

Now it was time to return to the body of the homunculus.

* * *

Bang bang bang.

Jerome woke up to the sound of his men urgently looking for him. Perhaps because of a hangover, his body felt listless and his mind was somewhat blank.

‘You slept this long?’

Jerome got up and walked out of the room, stroking his rough face. The sun has already passed mid-sky and it is already afternoon. I felt something strange.

He came to his senses only when his men waiting outside reported the results of the search.

The prisoner suspected of being a spy for Asin was discovered. However, it is said that he was already dead.

“Is it internal division?”

Jerome asked as he walked towards the village vacant lot at a fast pace.

“I do not know. “At least there didn’t seem to be any visible trauma.”

“Didn’t you say he was tried for heresy? I guess my physical condition hasn’t been normal since I got here. Since he died while running away, you must have abandoned him, right?”

When we reached the clearing, there were subordinates standing around a small cart and muttering. Then, a prisoner is seen lying on the cart.

He looked as if he had fallen asleep.

I was skeptical and checked for a pulse, but as my subordinates said, it didn’t seem to be a pulse at all. It really looks like he’s dead.

“Since when has it been like this?”

“therefore… “It was already in this condition when we found it near the Guando Junction.”

Jerome frowned and glared at his subordinate.

It is not a short distance from there to the slash-and-burn village. At least it must have taken a few hours just to get here, does that make sense?

The prisoner’s body did not look pale at all. When you touch his hand, there is no coldness characteristic of a lion. He just quietly closes his eyes and doesn’t even show any signs of rigor mortis.

Jerome, who was looking closely at the prisoner’s body, checking for stiffness in the joints of his limbs, suddenly saw something and hurriedly swept his hair to the side and traced the outline of his face.

“… Did this guy look like this?”

He tilted his head.

I didn’t know it when I first saw it, but why does the face feel so familiar when I close my eyes?

Jerome grabbed the prisoner’s chin and turned it around, carefully examining his face. He felt like he was missing something important and couldn’t easily take his hands off his face.

While the whispering of the subordinates behind him grew louder, Jerome, who could not find anything special, gave up and took a step back from the cart.

“It may not be dead. For now, put it in the barn and monitor it.”

As soon as the order is given, the subordinates quickly cling to the cart.

Jerome left the clearing, rubbing his face with one hand to calm his dazed mind.

“… uh?”

One of the bandits who was pulling down the prisoner’s body paused for a moment.

“why? What?”

“Because it’s strange. “Why is this guy so light?”

A co-worker who was pushing a cart to the side of the vacant lot received the comment indifferently.

“What’s strange? “Aren’t there a lot of people who work as priests and pharmacists who have a lot of snobbery?”

“No, it’s not that problem… … .”

He didn’t know how to explain this feeling of discomfort.

No matter how light a person is, there will be a weight of bones and flesh that is basically equivalent to the volume of the body.

But this prisoner felt something very different. The material of his body felt subtly different, and it felt like I was touching something empty rather than a person, which gave me goosebumps.

“Is it because of my mood…? … .”

Trying to ignore the uneasy feeling, he carried the body and headed toward the barn.

Meanwhile, Jerome, who was staggering towards the cabin, was stopped by one of his subordinates.

“boss.”

He was a general who grew a stiff beard arbitrarily, and had been under him for a long time since Rohan.

“I… It’s really unfortunate what happened to you, Martha. “I told you to prepare well for the funeral, so don’t worry too much about it.”

Yesterday, I couldn’t bring myself to say anything because I was in an unusual mood, but seeing the leader in such a weak mood, I felt like I had to say something to comfort him. However, Jerome’s reaction upon hearing those words was somehow strange.

“… Martha?”

Jerome narrowed his eyes with a dumb expression.

Who was that? Martha… … .

Jerome frowned and thought for a moment and finally succeeded in remembering his wife who passed away yesterday.

“Ah, Martha! Yes, I did… . Leave it to you to figure it out. Thank you for your hard work.”

“… boss?”

His subordinate, who knew deep down that he had deep feelings for his wife, called out in confusion, but Jerome waved his hand and quickly walked towards the cabin again.

If his subordinates had been able to see Jerome’s spirit, they would have been horrified. His soul was floating in the air, with his entire head torn off and only half of his body remaining.

Jerome returned to his living quarters, closed the door out of habit, and looked around the cabin foolishly.

Have you sobered up? Today he was so strange that he even thought about it.

Why does everything feel so unfamiliar and insensitive? When I try to think, my mind goes blank, and when I try to recall old memories, they are only vague.

As he was carefully examining the liquor bottles and household items lying around, his eyes suddenly landed on Cayenne, who was sitting in the corner of the cabin, dozing off with her eyes closed. If you don’t show off those ugly three-hundred eyes, your adoptive son’s face is just neat and pretty.

At that moment, his body began to tremble as if it had been struck by lightning.

That face… … !

“uh… … !”

Jerome fell to the floor and let out a groan-like scream.

Perhaps it is because of a paralyzed soul that does not function properly, or the realization is not organized into thoughts or flows out in words. He just screamed incoherently and dragged his body backwards.

“Uh… … !”

huh? Cayenne woke up to the commotion and rubbed her eyes with her half-asleep face. He soon found Jerome sitting sprawled out on the cabin floor, shivering, and frowned.

“What’s wrong with this guy? “You’ve suddenly become very strange?”

I just ripped off the head.

Cayenne yawned and stood up.

“I was trying to get some sleep because she was crying so loudly, ‘Marta, Martha,’ but I guess I was a little hasty. “Did you know that a normal gentleman would turn into such a half-hearted person?”

Well, it doesn’t really matter anymore?

Sooner or later, this place will end, and now it’s time to leave.

Cayenne approached Jerome, who was crawling backwards, and pulled out the remaining soul in one go. At the same time, Jerome closes her eyes and falls behind her. She just died.

Just a few days ago, it was Jerome who beat prisoners to death with a single fist, saying he was annoyed by prisoners who had their tongues cut out and were making noises. But now that he had died just like them, it was really funny.

Chewing on the piece of soul he had ripped out, Cayenne began to pack up his women’s clothes. Rodrigo, who had left for the gates of Carthage, had not yet returned, but it seemed there was no time to wait for him any longer.

Well, since I have a new identity card prepared for me by him, I think I can handle it on my own.

However, the strong taste of resignation that Jerome’s soul left behind left a clear piece of information in Cayenne’s mind. It was something that happened occasionally when souls were being eaten away, but the content was enough to stop Cayenne from packing her bags.

‘That suspicious devil worshiper is in the slash-and-burn village now?’

* * *

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…? … .’

I told you to throw it away, but you really threw it away without any hesitation, Enrique.

When Nate opened his eyes, the bandits were startled at first as if they had seen a ghost, but then they approached him with evil smiles.

“The boss was right. “He was still alive.”

Even if you try to move your body, your arms are turned backwards and your wrists are wrapped in rope like handcuffs. It didn’t seem like it would be easy to undo her leash.

They may have looked dead, but they were very careful people.

Another problem was that the bandits surrounding him all had clear bruises on their heads. The one with a torn forehead, the one with a bloody bandage on his head, and the one with the bridge of his nose twisted and swollen.

So, they all felt very sorry for Nate.

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

One of the bandits grabbed him by the collar, and his body was lifted up helplessly.

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

The guy makes a threat by tapping a sharp dagger against his cheek. Nate sighed quietly with a gloomy face.

I wish I had asked Enrique to cut off my arm a long time ago.

fantasy,