Chapter 189 – 189 – With a Father’s Heart
If he wasn’t planning on being caught by his father, he could have just run away like he did when he escaped from Ishtaria.
When she asked the goddess if that was not the case, she readily admitted it.
“There is one good reason. Of all the masters of magic and alchemy in history, he is the one who would be most cooperative with Tannhäuser-Bantay.”
“I don’t know what kind of potion you need, but you could have visited a second, more cooperative person. Instead of intruding so deeply into my personal life!”
“And there’s one more emotional reason.”
“What is it?”
“Wasn’t that what you were hoping for?”
When she pondered whether to interfere between Ivenna and the porter, she hinted that she was a goddess. If my actions distort the timeline, the future may be distorted in a bad way.
That’s probably why she went into hiding. She was afraid that something might be wrong with my unborn sister.
But on the other hand…
“Didn’t you want to run out and shout? What a journey you’ve been through and how much you missed them.”
“···I have a lot of work to do, do you mind if I waste my time here?”
“If you are my great warrior, you should be honest about your desires. I don’t think you will be late for the schedule even if you take a break for a while. Go and talk.”
The goddess smiled into the faces of her companions.
“It’s a reward for your hard work. Isn’t this the moment you’ve dreamed of so desperately?”
“···If you want to surprise me like this in the future, please at least give me a hint.”
I took a deep breath, raised both hands, and slapped my rain-stained cheeks. And then I looked back at the person who had been waiting impatiently under the stable roof for a while.
Win Temar, sitting on an overturned bucket, was watching us, his legs shaking.
“I’m ready.”
———–
When I returned to the stable, I brought another bucket and sat down with him. Wintemyr’s expression became more anxious.
It seems that the other person also needs to prepare mentally. Wintemyr asked for understanding before starting and took a cigarette break.
It feels very strange to see him taking addictive substances without hesitation. I felt like I was watching a hedonistic version of Tan Bhan Thai.
The fact that of the two, I am the one who is in league with the goddess of self-indulgence, also makes the picture strange.
The wizard lit my cigarette by lighting a fire with his finger without a match. Then, when I slowly turned my head, he raised his eyebrows.
He then spoke, leaving the undrawn cigarette to burn.
“Are you quitting smoking? Or have you never started in the first place?”
“I don’t smoke. Because my health is my wealth.”
“Attitude score 1 point from the beginning. Those words are quite comforting in the midst of embarrassment. Don’t smoke again in the future.”
“So… Why do you smoke?”
I was trying to call him father, but before I knew it, I changed the word to you.
I was shocked by that, but Wintemyr didn’t seem to mind. Of course, it would be awkward for him to suddenly call me his son.
“Sometimes life decides to drive me crazy. It’s like a mental recovery potion.”
Wintemyr took a deep breath. And then, perhaps because the air was humid and cold, I sneezed for a moment.
“Damn it, damn it. This is an immediate remedy when a magic student poops on a piece of paper and submits it as a report. Even when he found an abandoned baby in the village common stable, the dutiful son spent time holding the hand of a goddess who didn’t even know who she was. Even when you transcended and came to see me.”
“···I’m not traveling through time because of my father.”
“It’s touching that you call me father. It’s even less touching that you didn’t come to see me and are just passing by. So, you’re going back in history? It makes no sense, but I have no choice but to believe it because there’s evidence in front of me. So, I’m willing to take such a dangerous journey. “What is this special purpose?”
The goddess nodded and gave permission before I could ask. I had no intention of asking permission and was secretly jealous.
“That blue-haired girl that her mother took to her home a little while ago, she will later become a warrior with a legendary career. She may become a hero of her time, like the Edin of ancient times.”
“Oh. That’s cool.”
“But he is currently being held captive by someone powerful. I am working with the goddess I serve to find a way to rescue him.”
“Who on earth is that powerful person, so why are you so vague? Is he a dangerous person who would put me in danger if he were to reveal anything? Is he a mafia who trades artifacts in the underworld? A famous Hero family?”
My father tapped the cigarette case on his lap. Then the cigarette pack crackled and scorched, and letters were created from the burnt marks.
‘A god who intervenes so deeply in royalties is dangerous.’
‘I don’t know what you did, but as soon as you get back, somehow get your hands off it.’
‘Or I can help you. If a Magus-level wizard risks his life, he might be able to drive out at least one minor god.’
‘If you are in danger because of an unfair contract with that god, blink open his left eye.’
She probably thought it was at an angle that would not be visible to the goddess leaning against the stable window.
Instantaneous wit is amazing. I’m really grateful for her heart, too…
“I’m sorry, father…”
“Hmm? Why?”
My father, who had been acting like a fool, soon noticed the situation on my face and looked back in confusion.
The goddess, looking out from her leanings on her wet window sill, was suppressing her laughter and grinning.
“If her son even looks at it, a report goes straight to the goddess.”
“···Mental connection? How tight is your nose?”
“A little deeper. Thanks to that, she saved her life several times, so it wasn’t a loss-making business for her, but…”
“Can you tell me more?”
Because I had no idea how to explain my relationship with the goddess, I ended up telling the story from beginning to end. If there is any information that should not be left in this era, the goddess will filter it out.
However, even though I often paused to read my mind and point out my point, Ishtar did not intervene until the end. Thanks to this, Magus Wintemyr heard the story that a decisive battle with Mithra was imminent.
The hiring of an extermination party, the multiple romantic relationships created in the midst of rolling and exploding, and the feud between Mithra and Ishtar that has lasted for over ten centuries. And even the TENA rescue operation.
A face that resembled mine was stretched out in an infinitely stupid way. I wonder how many times I’ve made that look on my adventures so far.
“You… You really are a great wizard.”
“···No.”
“Don’t be humble, my proud son. As someone who equally deals with the mysteries of the world, I haven’t explored as much as your toes. To be honest, as a wizard vs. Wizard, I’m jealous of you.”
“I mean-“
“Of course, if your mother finds out that you carelessly got into this crazy situation, she will probably rip off your skin with a palm full of the might of a warrior. That would never be praiseworthy. But the gods “If you want to get on the chess board, you have to have that level of ability, right?”
Although my abilities outside of my job are a bit superior, it’s not something I can brag about. I said, touching my throbbing forehead.
“···Have you ever stopped by the temple to check your aptitude?”
“···Not yet. I made an appointment with the priest to check my aptitude for a few days later.”
This often happens in mountainous areas where transportation is difficult. There are priests far away who can check your aptitude, so take your time and check it out. They say it’s okay to be born healthy, what more do you want?
When going to buy farm equipment or horses once every few months, most of the time the baby’s parents climb on the cart and go to check.
If Sister Monica had been there, she would have poured water and prayed and asked Ishtar, but she was not there at this time.
“I’m not a wizard. I think you would have figured it out by looking at me, so I guess I left that out. I’m a porter. The wizard is my younger brother.”
“Ah, you’re the porter. Is that what you meant when you say your body is your property? Somehow, at eight months old, you were hanging on the crib and doing pull-ups.”
He tells a silly joke with a funny expression. Fortunately, he doesn’t seem to be an aptitude discriminator like, ‘My son is a porter, so pack your bags and disappear right away.’
However, the emotions that were once seen on Uncle Mansell’s face quickly passed through my father’s face as well.
Now that I have a bit of a feel for it, I think I can give it a name. A sense of debt from parents who passed on the burden.
“Don’t do that.”
“Huh? What?”
“I am satisfied with the life of a porter. You don’t have to feel sorry as if you passed on some kind of baldness gene. No matter how likely it is that I am a porter based on my family history-“
“Uh, um. It’s probably about ten to several percent. It’s not a small probability.”
In the branch of the family tree that runs from Farlandale to my father, it seems that marriages between wizards were more frequent than porters.
But fuck, through that needle hole… No. I love my aptitude.
“Well, if you just look at the probability of me passing it on, that’s roughly the case. That’s also if you only consider it based on how many of your relatives were wizards. Actually, neither I nor your mother know how many porters there were among our ancestors…
“···Anyway, I was the one who beat the odds and was born with the aptitude to be a porter. So, don’t look guilty.”
“No. I didn’t say anything.”
My father gave a blank expression, looking like he wanted to say something.
My pride was subtly stimulated, so I slightly exaggerated the income I earned while accompanying the adventurer party as a porter.
But even as I say it, I feel like it’s a lie. The prices in Imperial Magic Tower City are murderous. Even if an A-class combatant earns a lump sum of money by solving requests to the point of breaking his back, it would be difficult to even cover the cost of food for one or two children. People who endure and sit down in such places and become professors are usually geniuses or geniuses.
And when you become a professor at Magic Tower, the murderous prices become laughable. My father, an ivory tower scholar, said as little as possible about what his income looked like. He seemed to be concerned about my appearance, not his own arrogance.
I felt jealous without even realizing it.
“There’s something I’d like to discuss.”
“I’m sorry. I’m sorry! I’m barely learning how to play with my little son with a runny nose, so how can I know how to respect my son, who is over 20 years old and full of pride, as an equal adult? I’m writing a thesis to a Magic Tower student who just entered school. It’s like telling me to prepare for defense! In the first place, I’m probably about the same age as you in your time zone!”
My father, who certainly looked more like me because his skin condition was similar to mine, was embarrassed as he pulled at the brim of his hat.
I think it’s too much to say for a man who is in his thirties at most and still stays with my family…
Still, I have to do it.
“Not that. Where on earth did you go?”
“What do you mean?”
“That’s literally it. Where on earth did he go that he hasn’t shown up yet?”
I automatically bit my lip at the expression of confusion.
I don’t know when, but I decided to give up. If it hasn’t shown up yet, that means it won’t show up ever.
However, he could not completely let go of his regret. No, actually, I was really hoping for it. I can’t even remember how many times I’ve fantasized about running into you somewhere and being able to at least ask a question.
Where on earth did they disappear, leaving us and our mother behind? Why has your mother not even mentioned you, and why have we had to live without even knowing your face or name?
Like a believer pouring out a flood of bottled-up water over the wall of a confessional, I let out all the doubts and anger that came to me.
However, my father’s face was not distorted as I imagined. Instead, he was very calm.
And then he blushed.
“This is the death sentence of a ghost from the future.”
“···What?”
“You know, son. My parents weren’t the best people either. Work always came first, so they often left me alone. The only thing is, they haven’t been celebrating my birthday lately, and they’ve been attending Calle and my small wedding. “The reason they don’t even show their faces, and the reason you can’t expect to be greeted by your fully grown grandchildren when they visit you, is not because they are mean. It’s for one reason only.”
Wintemyr carefully stepped on the extinguished cigarette and extinguished it. Then she took her second cigarette with a confused expression.
“Because it’s not in this world. If what you say is true, I guess I’ll end up following in the footsteps of my bad parents.”
“···Die? Dead?”
“If I were alive, would I have ignored you?”
“Are there any other possibilities? They got divorced, they went into hiding for a while, or they were trapped while exploring a magical ruin…”
“Even a murderer or a traitor who cuts off ties with his mother and father will at least write a letter to his child on the way out. If I were a piece of trash that would leave you as a child without a father, you would have disappeared long ago when Calais was full. And the powerful “Some people are pointed out as the culprit.”
“Who?”
“Danar.”
My father lit a cigarette with a bitter expression.
I feel like my blood has completely cooled. I stuttered.
“What do you mean? Why is that bastard touching his father?”
“I’m really curious as to why I’m being tortured too. It’s because I haven’t done just one thing worth dying for.”
“What is that-“
“I didn’t just mess with his unrequited love. It was purely by chance that I met and fell in love with Calais, but the other thing… Did you hear earlier that I was born in So Elan?”
My father’s hand holding the cane feels strong.
“Your grandmother and grandfather once said that to me: ‘If I had known that you would be born, I would not have done something to stand against the Great Elan monarchy and smuggle the ‘lineage control subjects’ out of the country.'”
“Are you eligible for lineage management?”
“Elves who were aborted, had their ears cut off, and underwent the same procedures that Danar underwent. Only because humans were discovered in their ancestors, or because there was someone in their family who was attached to a human. My parents took innocent people who were in danger for that reason and sent them to another country. “I helped evacuate to .”
“You did an amazing job. I’m sorry that you said something that sounded like you were criticizing your child’s existence.”
“It was more of a lament than a criticism. They were saying they were sorry that I had become dangerous. I should have given up on one of the two, but I ended up being overly greedy. But I didn’t like their self-blame. That’s why I deliberately ran into the same danger as my parents. “I heard.”
“How···?”
“I did something that made Danar and the Senate bubble up. I wrote a book exposing the elves’ ‘Bloodline Management Office’ and their shenanigans. Since I was quite an authority on alchemy theory, it was an accusation to the conscience of humanity’s intellect. It sold a lot because it had a provocative phrase attached to it. Dae Elan was not only criticized by the educated community, but also came under various diplomatic pressures. Well, it fizzled out quickly, but I was personally satisfied because it was like a blow.”
If the elf senate who cut off King Zg’s balls to control purebloods had seen that book, what would they have wanted to use out of the torture tool drawer?
I looked at his father with respect. But his father instead lowered his head.
“But what? When I thought about it after having you, I realized that I too would have ended up doing the same thing as my parents. It runs in the family. If you are going to serve the greater good, you have to give up simple happiness. Neither of you can let go, so it is a trap. “You’re like a monkey that gets caught in something.”
“Don’t say that. You haven’t done anything to be ashamed of.”
“I thought so too. Until I heard that you didn’t even know my face and that you were living off your younger sister’s tuition at a young age. Damn it, where on earth did my professor savings account go?”
“···What are savings? A bank account? Did you have an inheritance?”
I looked back in astonishment.
The goddess shrugged her shoulders, and I nodded at her with grateful gratitude.
However, my father’s words were just dizzying.
“It’s okay. If Calais kept my existence a secret, he probably hid everything because he was wary of Elan’s tracking spreading to you. Maybe I told him to do it before he died. I’ll tell you how to access the account. , Don’t expect too much.”
“···I suddenly feel like setting fire to the Elan Forest.”
“It looks like we’re part of a family of traitors for three generations. It’s a big deal.”
While he was concentrating on imagining the entire Amethyst Palace burning, Professor Wintemyr burned the candle.
My father, who had consumed his second cigarette, massaged his eyeballs, muttering that he was going to empty the entire pack like this. Then, out of concern, I took the cigarette pack away from him and he glanced at me.
“If he kills me one day, I wondered if it would be because of my parents who were from Soelan and my anti-monarchy ideological writings, or because he was angry because he thought Calais was taken from me. But after hearing what you said, it seems there was a third option. “Killing him and pretending to be you and your brother’s father.”
“Wow, what-“
“That eunuch whose balls were cut off had the audacity to call you his son? Maybe he thought he could get the offspring he couldn’t get in this life from me, the distant descendant of his brother who was born as a human. .”
“···Your balls were cut off? I heard at least a hint that the Senate cut off the line through surgery to prevent a king whose bloodline was mixed with a human being from continuing the line.”
“When we were working at a party together, I secretly checked using clairvoyance magic. Don’t tell anyone.”
My father said in disgust.
I didn’t want to know that much detail, but thanks to this, the possibility of an illegitimate child has converged to zero, so I’m really glad.
On the one hand, I was impressed. It seems that my father had already discovered the identity of the porter who was following my mother. The traces of surgical mutilation would have been a clue to the other person’s identity.
It’s bittersweet that he may have been harmed even if he knew about it, assuming that Danar was the one who killed his father.
“Yes, I already know. Baragand, the elf porter in our party, is the eunuch purist king.”
“You must have had a very deep, bad relationship between before and after he became obsessed with his mother.”
“I almost understood the hatred of porters that has spread throughout the world. After I found out that you were a porter, my mind, which had been clouded by pointless hatred, suddenly became clearer.”
The method of upsetting people with pointless nonsense seems to have been passed down through time, from the time of Jerek Pallandale to my father and me.
I laugh it off and say that I am not truly dissatisfied with the fact that I am a porter. My father straightened his back and said.
“That’s it. Let’s end the story about the disgusting and clever lover of mankind who pretends to be an innocent elf curious about the outside of the forest and is obsessed with Kalle. Since he has revealed his magic, either Armatam or the owner of Dragon Nest will give him a bitter taste. “Let’s focus on our own business. How to drive out God.”
“You wrote those words on this cigarette pack a little while ago.”
I waved the cigarette pack I had taken from my father. And when his father tried to snatch him, he secretly hid it in his pocket.
“If a Magus-level wizard risks his life, he will be able to drive out at least one evil spirit.”
“And you can get your cigarette case back too. If you want to be a frog, keep playing with dad’s stuff.”
“Let’s make a frog.”
“···I don’t know how to treat people, so I put up with it.”
That’s scarier. Still, I decided not to return the cigarette pack. I was worried that while talking about something heavy, I might swallow my third cigarette.
“Anyway, that’s right. If your goddess came all the way here looking for someone to help ‘kick out the gods,’ she’s found the right person.”
“How on earth?”
“I heard you received the high priest’s tears?”
“You remember that again. I just said something in passing.”
The tears that the high priest of Ishtaria shed with deep emotion were suddenly put into her bottle by the goddess and handed to me. She was so sudden that I thought she was out of nowhere.
When I took out the glass bottle from the front pocket of my jacket and showed it to him, my father nodded.
“If the city your goddess loved the most was sinking, and you left behind all the treasures and saved only a child and a few tears. Doesn’t that mean those two were your top priorities? To me, an expert on the cutting edge of alchemy theory, “If you’re here to ask for help, it probably means you’re asking me to make something using that material.”
“I guess so.”
“From the perspective of an alchemy expert, it doesn’t seem like the baby was brought here to be used as medicine?”
“···What on earth are you talking about? He’s my childhood friend and a hero who will help many people in the future.”
“···Now that I think about it, it’s a joke like the trash in the world. I apologize.”
Anyway, wasn’t this a TENA rescue operation? This is not a TENA boiling operation.
If we think about it using the method of elimination, the key would be the tears we put in a bottle. The reasoning itself is reasonable.
“Actually, I have a confession to make. The reason I studied so hard and became a professor was because I wanted to comfortably tease Danar while being protected by the Magic Tower.”
“You seem a little crazy in many ways.”
“He excels in many fields. But this is how he shines when he focuses only on medicine because he thought it was an empty house. He receives requests from the goddess of pleasure who was thought to have disappeared, and like legendary wizards, he gets involved in the gods’ chessboard. Report.”
“Ah, kinda…”
“And the best part of all is that thanks to him, I met my son. A son who seemed to say with his whole body, ‘I grew up well like this.’”
At my father’s immaturely excited words, I bit my lip and closed my eyes.
It was an action that started out of frustration, but after my father finished speaking, it became an action to hold back tears.
Meanwhile, my father poked my side and pointed somewhere in the room.
“See that? A door painted mahogany brown?”
“It’s my room.”
“Oh, no. Until then, it was called the ‘baby room.’ It’s a room fully equipped with a baby bed, a rattle, and even a mobile hanging from the ceiling. Do you want to take a look?”
Just before I nod without realizing it, my mother’s voice comes from somewhere.
“Uhm…Don’t make a fuss, just change your clothes and come back.”
“···Oh, sorry. Was I too loud?”
“If you know, come in quickly and lie down before I hit you on the back.”
My father looked at the master bedroom door. And he took one look at me.
And as a father in front of his son, he mustered up as much courage as he could and spoke.
“I have some business to do in the underground lab for a while, but I’m going to sleep first. I’ll be right back.”
“Even if you didn’t say anything, I was sleeping first…”
The sound of my mother’s words stopped along with the sound of her mouth clenching. And a small snoring sound is heard.
My father put his ear to the door, sighed in relief, and spoke as if making an excuse.
“I’m not being held prisoner. It’s just that I’m a bit sensitive due to hormonal changes…”
“···Who says what?”
“By the way, do you want to say hello to mom too?”
“I’ll think about it slowly after I finish dispensing the medicine. I’m a little scared of surprising someone who’s full.”
“Whether you’re going to do this or that, you’d better hurry.”
We turned around at the goddess’s whisper. And I was shocked.
Ishtar’s silhouette suddenly became blurred.
“I don’t think I can maintain the current state of transcending the time axis for long!”
“Why, why? Why are you acting like this all of a sudden? Don’t you have enough strength?”
I reflexively imagined sleeping with any of the village women. It’s crazy, but isn’t it better than being left in the past?
Meanwhile, my father, who had been told at least implicitly about the source of ‘power’, looked at me with an uncomfortable expression.
“···Are you going to see your grandson today?”
But the goddess shook her head.
“The energy you gave me… I definitely have some extra left over. You don’t have to think about useless things.”
“Then what’s the problem?”
“Something strange has happened in the world of our time zone. Fortunately, physical reality has not been greatly affected yet, but the spiritual world is shaking like crazy. Is something huge… Released…?”
The goddess covered her mouth to stop her from screaming. It warms my heart to see her micro-consideration in not waking up her mother who vanished her younger brother.
However, the content of her words was so shocking that my warm heart became cold.
“What are you doing, Edin!”
—————-
Today.
Deep in the dark forest of Elan.
The nonsense Danard told to attract customers contained some truth.
The Demon God’s seal had clearly become unstable. A lot.
The elites of Hohwagok did their best to stop and defeat the monsters that constantly spewed out from the deep abyss of the ruins, presumed to be the entrance to the World Temple.
However, the onslaught from the depths showed no signs of stopping. The black wave only grew stronger, as if something holding it back had disappeared.
Hwa-ryeon, who avoided the maw passing over his head by a length of paper, caught the next two and made them crash into each other.
“Damn it, Ragnaroka! If I had known this would happen, I would have switched roles!”
Monsters that had never even been seen, let alone classified, showed their hostility by sticking out their bizarre front legs and fangs. Full of the venom of a demon god that hates living things.
Hwa-ryeon thought that these monsters were pieces of the demon god. In that case, it was also natural that it was qualitatively different from the monsters born through the power of Magul.
The moment Hwa-ryeon heard more screams than shouts full of fighting spirit, Hwa-ryeon imagined this scary army heading towards her family in the Elan Forest.
That won’t work. In an instant, Hualien pounded the blood in her body and altered her flow.
The heat of an innate beast rushed through my body and squeezed my heart. It will be able to produce destructive power dozens of times its original power, but if the time is prolonged, you will have to prepare for total destruction.
But the resolution was already made. It’s been that way since the first time Eshen kicked me in the stomach. Hwa-ryeon cried out, shedding bloody tears.
“Fight. Break, trample, and tear with all your might! Let our enemies be afraid, leaving blood stains that not even rain and time can erase. Let the world pay homage to the dance of Hwanhaenggok! Our story Even if it ends here, the roar will be carried by the high winds of the mountains all over the world and be carried for all eternity!”
“Your story is not over yet.”
Just as Hwa-ryeon was about to pull out her warrior sword Tae-tae and swing it, someone grabbed the hilt of Hwa-ryeon’s sword first.
Hwa-ryeon was astonished at the sudden and outrageous behavior and turned to her side. However, her intruder had already opened fire and scattered her sword.
“Like my story isn’t over yet.”
The pressure from all directions was relaxed. This is because a huge semicircle is drawn with the dismembered corpses of enemies.
There were so many monsters that some of them invaded the rear, and as most of those with the same essence were killed in one blow, they froze with their mouths wide open.
The Tigris, who were grappling with them, first smashed the heads of the dazed, frozen monsters. And then I looked back.
Everyone saw the man. He couldn’t deny that he didn’t see it.
“I’m sorry. I’m in a position where I shouldn’t leave my seat empty, but I don’t think I can stay still.”
The man, brushing off his graying blonde hair, swung the huge double-edged sword, shaking off the magical energy, and returned it to its owner.
Jeondae Gokju of Hwanhwagok unconsciously took the sword and put it back in his belt. And he slowly bristled his tail feathers.
“I have to leave urgently. I will definitely come back when I am done, so please stop me for a moment. Can you do that?”
“Who are you?”
“I am simply a man who came to save what could not be saved. Perhaps, among the beings left in this world, I am the only one who can stop me and my master. There is no time. The shadowless darkness is about to swallow the world and plunge it into a swamp of dogmatism. As he does so, I, a broken and discarded piece of chess, dare to challenge the chess knight.”
A smile suddenly appeared in the man’s lonely eyes. He suddenly seemed to miss something.
“But you’ll recognize it at a glance.”
“What···.”
“You are a lot like someone I know. It seems like there are still a lot of good things left in the world. As expected, you did well to hold on.”
As if he had said all he wanted to say, the man walked with a limp.
Compared to the incomprehensible dance that caused massacre with one action, the man’s movements seemed infinitely uncomfortable and painful. Hwa-ryeon soon noticed that the man’s appearance was strange and scary.
There is no left arm. Only the ankle remains of the left leg. Even the bones that are exposed through the ugly flesh are damaged in various places.
The flesh in the area that should have fallen off because there was no connection was floating in the air along with the body as if connected by an invisible thread. It’s like a spirit that stays in the body, unable to leave.
Even when it gets to that point, it moves with a firm sense of purpose. Hwa-ryeon asked the broken man.
“Where are we going?”
“To the things I left behind.”
There was power in that eerily calm voice. The refined power that makes you realize the root of the firm will underlying that tone of voice.
Hwa-ryeon seemed to finally understand. Was this how Kargon felt long ago, when he almost gave up his position as King in just a few days?
All the Tigris in this place saw that man. But no one will easily believe their testimony.
Who would believe me when I say that I knew it was him as soon as I saw him, and that he could not have been mistaken for anyone else?
There is no one in this world who knows what Edin Eyennad looks like.
“And to the things I couldn’t save because I was lacking.”
