## Chapter 1747 – Chronicles of the Sword Emperor – The Life of a Transcender
Absolutely not.
I am not filming this to make fun of Nick. As a father. As a family member. These precious memories must be recorded. That’s all I was thinking…!
The reason I’m holding back my laughter isn’t because Nick is funny, but because he’s so adorable!
“Cough…!”
Nick will never know about this!
No matter what, no child wants their embarrassing past immortalized like this.
I respect my son, Winick. I respect him. I respect the little child creating an embarrassing past out of youthful folly! And I also respect! The swagger unique to a middle schooler!
So, for now, let him indulge in his emotions.
Let him pour out all his feelings to this father.
Honestly, it would be even more embarrassing if he did this to someone else. Seriously. How could this be happening?
Nick, with his melancholic eyes, glanced slightly to the side and, in a seemingly detached and relaxed posture, pondered the words he had spoken.
It was as if he had spent all day researching how to show off and strike a pose while working there. If my kid had turned out weird, he would have just been an absurd comedian, but Nick resembled me and Winia, so he was handsome… Even that sight was like a painting.
“Wow.”
Yes.
“Wow, huh.”
And so, I.
“Nick, what was that world like for you?”
I asked Nick again.
“What did that world, where humans live, make you feel as a demigod?”
“That kind of thing.”
ㅡSmirk.
“It’s simple, Father.”
Nick, smirking, shook his head slightly, letting his hair flutter, and spoke. With a very confident face.
“Life.”
His left hand on his chest.
“My existence.”
And his right hand behind his waist.
“Humans.”
Nick, bending his waist slightly.
“Work and live happily like that.”
He continued, spreading both arms again.
“Likewise, on their days off, they come to restaurants with friends, family, or lovers and eat while talking happily. That’s… the same for us, isn’t it?”
Receiving Nick’s melancholic gaze, I continued to hold back my laughter.
When was it?
When I fought Adramelech? Ah, no. Was it Risha’s dad? Or Dor? No… it’s even further back. Right. The promotion battle.
When I was human.
Back then, when I was weak. When I fought the Dryad. Compared to this moment, the battles I had back then were just pathetic.
It’s too hard.
Holding back laughter.
“Father and Mother also work and, when they’re resting, spend time together and enjoy themselves.”
“Y-yes.”
“All of that… was all just an ordinary and precious life.”
An ordinary and precious life.
Nick’s face, as he said that.
Looked truly at ease.
“To the point where I feel stupid for having worried about it until now, everything has.”
Not only that, but Nick’s sincerity was coming through…! I could tell! Because I’m his father! Nick is telling me his true feelings right now!
“A beautiful meaning, Father.”
Meaning.
“That’s what I realized. Hah… That’s when I knew I had become an ‘adult.’ I guess a man has to see and experience the ‘world’ directly to become an ‘adult.'”
Nick, having finally become an adult, shook his head as if embarrassed.
“Hahaha. To think I didn’t know that. I was just a kid after all. In the end, everything has meaning. I was too young… But that ‘clumsy childhood worry’ is now ‘goodbye.’ From now on, I’m an ‘adult.’ I won’t have worries like that.”
Are you.
Are you trying to kill me?
Nick, I’m sorry. Dad… tormented you too much. Honestly, this is the limit. I can’t listen anymore.
This has already gone beyond funny.
It’s not just a matter of being cringeworthy.
Just watching it makes my body and mind feel twisted. Cosmic horror. Yes. This is cosmic horror. Even this Heavenly Demon is filled with fear and can’t bear to look ahead.
“Looking back, it’s a memory. I’m already starting to miss it. My ‘childhood.’ When you’re a child, you want to become an adult, but once you become an adult, you can never get your childhood back.”
“…”
“That’s why I’m happy to have become an adult, but on the other hand, I’m also sad about it. Memories of a childhood that I can’t return to…”
I compose myself.
“However. I will live with this feeling.”
I fix my gaze on Nick, who is looking at me with melancholic eyes, his hands placed on his chest.
“The memory of my childhood.”
A father.
Even if his son acts disgracefully.
“Hoo.”
Must accept it.
“Ha.”
And so, I burst into laughter.
“Hahahahahahaha!!!”
Laughter. I burst into hearty laughter, suppressing the flood of insane laughter that was about to erupt.
“You’ve become an adult, Nick! You’ve seen the world, gained enlightenment, and finally become an adult!”
“Ah, of course, Father.”
Is he happy to be recognized by me!
Nick nodded, stroking his philtrum!
“Then let’s have a hug!!! Come here! My son!”
“Hmph, really. You’re such an unavoidable father.”
ㅡSwish.
Nick, with his hands in his pockets, slowly walked up the steps of the throne, bending his waist slightly, and stood before me.
“Nick!”
And I hugged Nick tightly.
Because I couldn’t bear to look at that kid’s face.
“Why is it? Why do I feel so much ‘good feeling’ from Father’s embrace, which I used to find so embarrassing and uncomfortable?”
“…!”
“Fathers are bound to love their sons. Father. I can feel that heart now. I think I was too young all this time. To reject such obvious expressions of affection. I’m so ashamed of myself that I don’t know what to do. What a pathetic son I was.”
“Hoo…!”
T-tremendous vocabulary! Even laughter has its limits. This is something that far transcends the limits of any concept that evokes laughter. I can’t describe it exactly, but it must be so.
Something unknown has gone wrong.
This is a setup. This is a setup.
Was my hearing really such an unreliable organ?
My lungs.
The laughter mechanism inside me isn’t working properly.
This must be what it feels like when your lungs are overloaded and can’t function anymore. I have to stop it. Nick’s eloquence. I know it rationally, but I can no longer put it into action.
“But now I’m a little more grown up.”
ㅡSqueeze.
For the first time since he got a little taller.
Nick hugged me tightly.
“Father’s expressions of affection, yes. I can accept them well, even if they’re embarrassing. Of course, the same goes for pranks.”
“Yes.”
“Ah.”
“This father is extremely happy about that.”
“Father. I’ll work hard. This social experience has given me so much. I need time to organize my enlightenment and plan for the future… I don’t have a moment to spare. I have to prepare right away.”
“In that case.”
ㅡSlap.
I let go of Nick.
“Go.”
“Father.”
“Go and organize your enlightenment and growth! Move forward! Winick, my son, who has been reborn as an adult!”
“…Hmph.”
Nick, smiling slightly.
“I guess I should.”
Turned around.
“Then I’ll be going, Father.”
Leaving those words behind.
“I love Father.”
“I love my sooooooooooon!!!”
ㅡThump, thump.
With that greeting as the last, Nick left the audience chamber. Only then could I put up a barrier around me and shout loudly.
“The king has donkey ears!!!!!”
ㅡHahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha!!!
* * *
“Gurgle.”
Winia collapsed.
The reason was nothing special. It was because she had watched a whopping 1 minute of the embarrassing past video of Nick, who had become an adult.
From the moment 10 seconds had passed, Winia was bursting into tears, pounding on the desk and cackling, but by the time 30 seconds had passed, she was almost fainting, and after 1 minute, she had completely lost her mind.
“Winia… you held up well.”
ㅡShudder, shudder.
I picked up Winia, who had fainted while shaking her breasts, and moved her to the bed. And I stroked her chest and covered her with a blanket.
“You held up well. Really.”
Cosmic horror.
It is said that anyone who witnesses an irresistible horror is bound to go mad. That they become madmen, wandering around and spreading their madness to the world.
The same goes for me.
Cosmic funny.
Cosmic humor.
Cosmic gag.
As someone who has experienced that overwhelming something that cannot be described, I have become a madman. And so, I wandered around my palace, holding the crystal ball containing the video.
Yes… like the story of a mad king from an ominous old tale.
The mad king wandered around the palace, looking for his vassals. Searching and searching again. Even though there were no more vassals left to find, the king wandered the palace forever, looking for his next victim.
The palace collapsed into ruins, and only ominous rumors remained. And now, no one remembers the destroyed kingdom and the mad king.
Even so, the king was still wandering around the ruined palace, looking for his vassals.
Still.
“Ah.”
The same goes for me.
“Cloudy.”
“Yes?”
“Can you take a look at this?”
“Hehehe, what is it?”
I showed the crystal ball containing Nick’s embarrassing past video, searching for the next victim. Have I already been bewitched?
“Gurgle.”
I laid the collapsed Cloudy on the bed and, once again, wandered around in madness.
“Kattniim! Is it true that Nick has returned!”
“Ah… Hilde. You’ve come at a good time.”
“Yes? Is there something I need to do?”
“Of course, there is. A very important task. A task that only Hilde can do.”
“This Hilde! I declare that I will carry out whatever task Katt-nim orders me to do, no matter what!”
“Then… can you take a look at this?”
“A crystal ball?”
I held out the crystal ball.
“Gurgle.”
I went to find the next person.
But who’s next?
Who should I look for now?
“Next.”
You there.
“It’s your turn.”
