Chapter 1650 A Kind Old Man
"Child, please open your eyes!"
A woman's pained sobs echoed in a thatched hut.
The fires hissed as they encroached the sanctuary of a mother, burning the leaves to a crisp and scorching the ground black.
Once they touched the wood, the flames soared to the sky, filling the surroundings with smoke.
"Child!" A drop of tear slid down the woman's cheek but before it could hit the floor, the sizzling temperature vaporized it away.
These were no ordinary flames. And to endure such heat at that distance, neither was the woman.
And yet, she looked no better than a normal mother who lost her child.
"Not you too..."
The boy was just three years old.
She raised him in a secret world, far away from the rivals who kept an eye on her every move.
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Even if she used the life treasure to have his children...they kept killing.
How many?
Just how many did she lose already?
Five? Ten? Twenty?
Was it because she stopped bearing children through her own body after the tenth for their safety?
Was that the reason she was punished?
"Why?" She pressed her forehead against the cold skin of the sleeping child. There was a peaceful smile on his face.
Even though he's so young, he never troubled her. Today was one of the 'promised' days she would come and play with him.
He must've been looking forward to it, right?
A man's voice rang from the clouds, startling the woman.
Before she could even react, a force washed over her. All her injuries vanished and she returned to her peak.
The woman raised her head in shock, catching a glimpse of a silhouttee she never dreamed she'd see.
"G-God Emperor!" Her knees gave away and she knelt in respect, awe and fear. Even though she was in no emotional space to do these things, her body and soul bowed to their deepest instincts.
"I will keep your last child alive." God Emperor's voice rang, blowing away the clouds and shaking the land.
"I...I am..." She tried to speak, to thank him, to pray.
But she couldn't. She was brave, braver than almost everyone she knew. Her reputation was built up by defiant acts when she went act against authority figures, confronted well established leaders and broke age-old customs.
But now, she couldn't even utter a word. She tried hard, willed it to happen. But her body remained shut, frozen like a doll. More frightening was her soul, which remained unresponsive as if it was frozen in time.
The mind of a genius tactician was like a blank board, unable to come up with even a single thought.
"Don't force yourself. Not everyone can speak in front of me. You're not even a divine ranker." He said in a light tone but it carried heavy weight.
"As I said, I'll keep your child alive. But not with you. If you want to meet your child, then you have to work for a wish of mine."
God Emperor's eyes seem to bore into her body as he offered. "What do you say?"
"I...."
Eshala Starlight opened her eyes, sweating heavily as she looked around in panic and horror.
"C-Chi..." Her words turned into a sigh and the princess suppressed her bubbling emotions.
While she's grappling with loss in power, an adverse political situation, a despairing message reached her.
It was from a calculative old man she's always wary of.
[I gave your daughter a commission to kill Varian. It's been a thousand years. She did not return.
Varian is a beast. I can't even imagine what she had to go through before her death. From what I gathered, none of his enemies met an easy end.
It's a pity to see that little girl suffer so much.
With a broken heart,
A kind old man.]