Chapter 148

Chapter 148

Sigurd Sigurdson.

The dimensional storyteller who walks through a thousand dreams and speaks in a thousand voices.

He once wrote a forbidden book called Otherworldly Apocalypse, predicting the destruction of Delcross long ago, and recently, he has drawn in Seo Yi-seo, a human from the imaginary world.

His stated purpose has always been the same from the beginning.

That is, to become a great single rule, a single story.

What exactly that meant was beyond anyones guess. Seongjin, too, had once dreamt of becoming a Tyrannosaurus in his childhood, so he wasnt inclined to outright dismiss someone elses future dreams, no matter how absurd they were.

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But, what?

That man, who is extremely devoted to caring for his children, wrote a story about killing a child with his own hands?

And he shows it to a kid whos hardly dry behind the ears?

Haha, Sigurd Sigurdson, this son of a b*tch!

No matter what, I will definitely grind this bastard to dust.

While Seongjin was thinking about significantly increasing the interest rate to apply to this guy, suddenly, the Demon King spoke in a creeping voice.

[Calm down, Lee Seongjin. Why are you scaring the kids all of a sudden?]

What?

Confused by the trembling attitude of the Demon King, Seongjin looked up, and Sisles face, clutching her teacup tightly, seemed to have turned pale.

Moreover.

Shaaaaa!

Seo Yi-seo, who had retreated to a corner of the drawing room, was frantically hissing.

Why is everyone making such a fuss? What did I do?

Your expression, that expression! Like a broker ready to harvest organs at any moment!

Huh?

Seongjin then realized his lips had twisted into a sneer without him noticing.

Come to think of it, his juniors always panicked when he smiled, asking who he was planning to pickle next.

He cleared his throat with a cough and slowly sipped his tea.

Phew

Good. Brunos Melbourne tea.

It was a taste that purified the soul.

After a short pause, Seongjin put down his teacup and asked Sisle,

Theres something Ive been wanting to ask you. Sisle, why didnt you tell Father about this story?

Thats

Sisle hesitated for a moment.

How could she explain what happened that day?

The day when the whole world seemed to have changed, as if a veil had been lifted.

The day when the person she once knew better than anyone else, and for whom she had a deep affection, suddenly felt terrifying and unfamiliar.

And the kind voice she heard in her head.

-That is his true nature. If he considers something useless, he will cut it down without mercy. In the near future, you too will meet your death at his hands, just like them.

True to his word, the Holy Emperor in the dream vision showed no hesitation in executing the real Sisle.

I thought it was dangerous, brother. According to the Chronicle, His Majesty has already been on the path of degeneration for many years.

So you dont trust our Father?

Of course I dont think His Majesty sincerely wants my downfall. But he is already being manipulated by something evil, and so I couldnt completely rule out the possibility that he might unintentionally harm me.

Seongjin tilted his head.

Why do you believe the contents of your dream so much? The one who appeared in your dream must be the storyteller of that dimension that Seo Yi-seo mentioned, right?

Yes. I think its him.

You heard yourself what he did to Seo Yi-seo. And yet you still believe the dream you had was a real prophetic dream? You dont suspect that he made it all up?

At that, Sisle smiled wistfully.

Its hard to explain. Brother, I can tell the difference between a prophetic dream and a simple dream. That was definitely a vision that I saw with my own power, and so far everything has happened exactly the same as in Volume 1 of the Chronicle.

Um, ancestor?

[I told you not to call me ancestor! You evil thing!]

What the hell am I supposed to do?

Anyway, youre here yourself. Now, answer me, Cardmos. Did you conspire with Sigurd Sigurdson to harm Sisle?

At that, Cardmos flared up.

What? Conspiring? Theres nothing you wouldnt say, is there! Why on earth would I do such a thing?

You tried to possess Sisle under the guise of a blessing, didnt you?

Yes, thats exactly it! Why would I harm the child who is to become my new vessel, the one who will devote everything to me?

Caught admitting his own intentions, Cardmos sighed upon receiving Sisles subtle look of contempt.

While Im not unaware of the dimensional storyteller, its true. I only marked her to prevent him from meddling in the dreams of my descendants with his nonsense. Why on earth are you suddenly pitting me against him?

Youre taking over a perfectly healthy persons body, and that detail is completely omitted from the chronicles, isnt it? Usually, such individuals are the most suspect.

What vulgar remarks!

Cardmos clicked his tongue and picked up a piece of candy.

What are you expecting from such a person? My descendant. Have you no thought of entrusting everything to me and resting peacefully even now?

This madman!

Seongjin was about to burst into anger, but Sisle remained unshaken and calmly shook her head.

The scriptures say that a temporary solution is the sweetest whisper of the devil. I am not ignorant of who can truly help me.

With an expressionless face, Sisle, who had just fiercely criticized her ancestor as being devil-like, turned to Seongjin and continued.

Not long ago, Amelia-eonni and Logan-orabeoni said that if I had concerns, it would be good to consult with Morres-orabeoni. They said he always knows the right answer.

Sister Amelia and Logan?

That was unexpected.

Yes. So, please help me, Brother.

Gray eyes filled with desperation captured Seongjins face entirely.

I dont want to die like that.

Though she tried to appear calm, the girls voice trembled thinly with fear.

Sisle, who had read about her own demise for years.

The mental anguish this little girl must have endured was hard for Seongjin to fathom.

After a moment of contemplation, Seongjin nodded and began to speak.

Hmm. How about we try this?

* * *

That evening, Dasha, who had visited the Pearl Palace as always, opened her eyes wide at the unexpected sight.

This was because Prince Morres, who was sitting on the bed waiting for her, was in a much different mood than usual.

He was neatly dressed in the black outfit that Dasha had prepared for him a few days ago, and he even had the Nutcracker on his belt.

And the aura surrounding the prince was tense yet calm.

As a result, the air density around him became extremely high, and Dasha even felt a little short of breath.

Your Highness?

Ive been waiting for you, Dasha.

The prince said as he stood up from his seat.

Since this is the place, I think Ill need the help of a professional to infiltrate perfectly.

Yes?

While Dasha was confused by his unfamiliar appearance, the prince walked towards the terrace and said.

Come on, lets go.

Wait a minute, Your Highness! Where are you going at this time!

Then he jumped over the railing of the terrace with a light step and said as if he was spitting it out.

Scarcepino Estate.