Chapter 91: Bratty Princess

Chapter 91: Bratty Princess

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“For now, father shouldn't be an immediate danger,” said Caesar. “I know he’ll at least never come here personally. But he might send his men, or even my other siblings, after me for having defied his orders.”

“I see. Well, the only thing we can do is wait and prepare for the worst.” I nodded. “But you said you were the strongest of your siblings?”

“That’s right, none of them could beat me at swordsmanship,” Caesar said. “With my wife’s healing, there is no way I could lose against any of them.”

“Such confidence...” I smiled. “I like that; you could make a good disciple. King, you have tremendous untapped potential. I could unlock it for you and teach you even better swordsmanship.”

“T-That’s...” He seemed surprised by my offer. “I’ll need to think about it... As the King, I cannot hastily make decisions after all.”

“I understand. Well, I’ll give you a month to think about my offer then,” I said. “Once the month is over, you’ll have a week to give me an answer. If you don’t say anything, then I’ll take it that you didn’t want to, and I won’t accept you as my disciple anymore in the future if you ever change your mind.”

“Hah, alright, I’ll think about it,” he sighed. “I have many responsibilities... But perhaps my daughter, Cecil, could become your disciple. She’s young and talented; if you could help her blossom her talents and abilities...”

“E-Eeh?! What are you talking about, papa?! I don’t want to join her sect!” cried Cecil. “S-She’s a crazy witch that killed you!”

“C-Cecil! How could you say such a thing? I did not teach my daughter to speak with such manners!” His mother reprimanded her, pulling her elven ears.

“Ouch, ouch! Sorry,” cried Cecil. “But do you truly expect me to learn anything from that monster?! S-She’s evil! I don’t like her!”

“Cecil!” her father roared angrily.

“That’s fine,” I said. “Children are like this; there’s nothing wrong with her words; I was indeed a monster in her eyes.”

“But you protected us; you aren’t a monster to us,” said my mother.

“That’s right...” Yanisse nodded. “Little Cecil, we've known each other for years, right? Could you reconsider your words? For Auntie Yanisse at least?”

“But you betrayed Dad and stayed with this woman instead!” said Cecil angrily. “And, um, huh? What? No... I don’t care!”

Suddenly, out of nowhere, Cecil started talking to herself, complaining, and looking at the floor.

“Huh? What?” wondered Yanisse. “Cecil?”

“Ugh, nothing! Leave me alone! I’m going back home!” she said, suddenly touching her ring, imbued with a blue stone.

The ring flashed with a strong Aura of Mana, it seemed to be connected deeply with the Element of Space, and it was trying to teleport her away.

However, my Pagoda was capable of stopping such tricks, so she was unable to teleport away.

“Eh? It’s not working! No way...” she gasped, looking at her ring.

“Cecil...”

As she was complaining about the ring, her father and her mother looked at her with rather... angered expressions; they weren’t very happy with her right now.

“My daughter, if you don’t want to be grounded for the whole month, you better apologize!” said Elphiette.

“If you don’t stop this right now, I will not teach you any more swordsmanship techniques, and forget about ever asking me to buy you anything!” The king roared.

“Eep! W-Wait, don’t get mad at me; it’s her fault...” Cecil cried, but then lowered her head.

And at the end, she looked at me with an annoyed expression.

Does she have some sort of mental problem, perhaps?

No, I’ve analyzed her health, even her brain, and she’s healthy and fine.

Something odd is happening with her...

Maybe in her soul? But I don’t want to analyze it while we’re here; her father and her mother are very strong anyway and would easily detect it if I tried looking at her soul.

They might think of that as some sort of attack, so I will refrain myself from making them panic.

“Cecil, are you okay? You’re talking to yourself again,” her mother sighed.

“S-Sorry, won’t happen again...” Cecil sighed. “And I’m happy about it too!”

It seems that not only the King but also the Princess will become my disciples.

If possible, I would also take the Queen; she has potential and great magic powers.

“The Queen is also invited; your entire family could come train below my wing. I won’t be here personally, but I will leave my doppelgangers, clones made out of my powers connected to my mind directly,” I said.

“Me too? But I am not really a fighter,” the Queen said. “I... well, I am a Priestess of the Spirit Tree. My tears can heal any wound, and my magic is mostly healing and protection.”

“Hm, but you’re still frail yourself, right?” I asked. “There is no harm in becoming stronger; it is not something you can’t do. Even if you’re a pacifist, I can teach you ways for pacifists to also fight and defend themselves. The Meditation Techniques and the Defensive Techniques of the Monks of Murim come to mind; they are all very good at that.”

“There’s such a thing?” wondered the Queen. “Well, I suppose I could do it if the entire family is coming!”

“Very well, three new disciples then! A good harvest indeed.” I nodded with a smile. “I think I could tell you more about Murim as I train you. For now, I need to ask you more questions, your majesty. Your father... How many worlds has he conquered so far? And do you have an estimation of his power level?”

“Our original world was Floor 74, but Father has conquered seven worlds so far, from Floor 73 to Floor 66,” he sighed. “There are also a few other dozen worlds not in the tower, but where the tower is anchored, which he is in the process of conquering through his children, me included with Earth.”

“S-So many worlds?!” Yanisse gasped. “All of them from the Tower too, with their own Gods and heroes...”

“He’s truly a monster...” my mother sighed.

“Hm...” Seth remained in silence.

“So that’s how he works; he’s going down, not up?” I asked.

“He’s amassing power and gods to fight the gods of Floor 75,” he nodded. “He wants to conquer the entire Tower and reach Floor 100 to receive his wish.”

“Wait, wish?” I wondered.

“You didn’t know? I guess I never told you...” My mother sighed. “Yes, it was stated at the beginning that those that reach Floor 100 will be given a Wish by the Tower Master. It is one of the main driving forces of all climbers.”

“It’s different for the Gods, they have to defeat the worlds above their own to climb the tower with each floor,” said Caesar. “As a result, they gain more power and can create world annexations, where several worlds can become one. But aside from my father’s conquest, no other world has done this so... efficiently.”

“A true conqueror and tyrant,” sighed Seth. “And your wife, I suppose she comes from one of those worlds, right?”

“I don’t really like your tone, commoner, but yes,” the King said. “I will let those manners slide because you are Bing Xue’s disciple. My wife Elphiette is one of the princesses of Floor 71, the daughter of that floor’s only goddess, the {Fairy Empress of the World Tree}.”

“Yeah...” nodded Elphiette. “My mother and my entire family—no, our entire world has become part of the Empire, annexed. My people are now slaves to the empire. The Emperor forcefully married my mother, making her one of his many concubines. And the rest of her daughters and sons were married to his own children. My marriage with Caesar was also like this, but over time, I got to know him, and I learned of his pure heart and fell in love with him. He gave me hope, hope that I had long ago lost.” She held his hand tightly.

“Slaving and conquering, huh?” I smiled. “He’s a prime candidate for some deicide, isn’t he?”

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