Children of the Holy Emperor Chapter 25

025. Going out with twins (3)

The puppet show was coming to an end.

A yellow lump approaches next to the red lump that is lying down at an angle.

[The Dream Demon King fell into deep sorrow upon seeing the Fire Demon King’s death. Even though they faced each other, they were once colleagues fighting the same enemy. So I decided to mourn him who died a miserable death at the hands of an evil warrior.]

Why does the story work like that?

What are the guys who were fighting to the death just now, mourning? Where did the hero go again?

[The Dream King called out his friend’s name and commemorated his sad death.]

The voice reciting the narration was soft, but a deep feeling of sadness that cannot be concealed oozes out. Before we knew it, the children were holding their hands together and tears were welling up in their eyes.

Is this what group hypnosis is like? Although she thought there was something strange, Seongjin also felt a strange feeling as if a part of her heart was being squeezed. It was as if something was directly stimulating his brain, eliciting a psychological change similar to emotion.

I could only guess that the puppeteer’s voice was probably the cause, but there was no way to confirm this.

The voice with strange magical power calmly declared.

[Goodbye forever, Al Farhas, the Fire Demon.]

Ugh. At that moment, a tinnitus spread through Seongjin’s head as if something had cracked.

“… … ?”

[Sleep in peace, Al-Fahas of Fire.]

Take a look. Seongjin felt mildly dizzy at the small shock that rang again.

“Hello, Fire Demon Al Farhas!”

“Rest in peace, Al Farhas!”

The children shout together.

“Goodbye forever, Al Farhas of Fire!”

feel nausea.

Seongjin suddenly thought while trying to calm his pounding stomach. Something is very wrong with this.

Herna and Kadesh did not chant along with the children. He just held Seongjin’s arms as if to support him and looked up at him with slightly worried eyes.

The puppet show, which had a poor story context and no consistent theme, suddenly ended with a heartwarming ending.

The children who had been mourning the Fire Demon together for a while left one by one, and now only a shabby plank with a curtain and a short, burnt-out candle remained on the makeshift stage.

It seemed as if the narration and puppet show were being performed alone, with one person taking care of the puppets and organizing the stage. He has a slim physique and is wearing long, loose robes, so it is hard to tell whether he is a man or a woman.

She wears a shabby half-mask that exposes her slender lower body, and her long silver hair is tied up and hanging down below her waist.

When the puppet show ended, Seongjin, whose condition seemed to have calmed down, tried to approach the puppeteer who was cleaning up the stage. It was impossible not to know that the strange phenomena and puppet show stories that Seongjin experienced earlier had something to do with the Demon King of Gehenna.

But there were two pairs of arms pulling him back.

“You shouldn’t meet the author just yet, Mores.”

“He won’t tell you anything, Mores.”

But wasn’t it you who brought me here?

Seongjin didn’t care and tried to walk again. Then Herna and Kadesh came, this time clinging to his arm with their entire body weight.

“Seonghwang’s dad won’t like it if he finds out you’re here.”

“Dad, we must not cause Your Majesty any more trouble.”

Seongjin stopped walking this time. She always looked carefree, but in the eyes of her twin, she looked more earnest than ever before.

He stood there for a moment and thought.

What on earth do these kids know and how much do they know?

How much the twins’ advice can be trusted is another question, but if he ignores what they say and contacts the puppeteer, what are the chances that Seongjin will get additional information?

Also, when the success was mentioned, the last request he made before entering the closing prayer came to mind.

-Don’t cause an accident.

If I think about it, today might have been the day I really disobeyed his words. Of course, most of the reasons were due to children who did not know what was going on.

Above all, his premonitions, which sometimes show up in unexpected places, strongly convey the feeling that now is not the time.

After a quick glance at the puppeteer who was still busy organizing things, Seongjin obediently got into the carriage led by the twins’ hands.

Feeling a strange gaze from somewhere, the puppeteer turned around.

However, other than passing glances from busy passers-by, no one in particular paid attention to him. Only a small carriage was moving away from the square in the distance, and the street was relatively quiet as the sunset began to set.

Is it an illusion? He tilted his head.

The sensations of my body, which had clearly become dull, were not very reliable.

“Where have you been at this hour? What are you doing with the kids?”

A tall man approached the puppeteer from across the square, waving his hand. He was a very handsome young man with healthy, sun-tanned skin and shiny black hair.

The clothes were quite luxurious, with a couple of buttons undone, and there was a confident smile on his strong chin that he must have had from birth.

The puppeteer bowed his head politely towards him.

“Prince Leonard.”

“Hey, I told you to call me Leo, right? This is an unofficial visit. Romaine.”

“Yes, Leo.”

Leonard approached with long strides and comfortably placed his arm around the small puppeteer’s shoulder.

“Anyway, listen, Romain. “It’s already been several days since I entered the capital and requested an informal meeting, and these shameless bastards are still clueless.”

“Is that so?”

“Aren’t you really pissed? “I’ve been contacting you for a few months now to ask for some school newsletters, but they’ve ignored all of that.”

Leonard grumbled, looking into space with a dissatisfied face.

“What if it’s successful? “If he’s so great, he can’t possibly be a really expensive guy.”

Of course, Leonard had no way of knowing that Seonghwang had been displeased with him for a long time – because he was the type of guy his daughter paid attention to.

Now, the fact that he is completely out of sight due to things he hasn’t even done yet.

“Your request for an audience will probably not be accepted.”

Romain answered calmly. Now it was not a voice with a strange resonance like when performing a puppet show, but a thin but ordinary man’s voice.

“Shit! “Why?”

“Rather than saying I don’t accept it, it means I can’t meet it. Leo. Since yesterday, the energy to protect Delcross has greatly diminished. “Maybe the Guardian has left the capital.”

So, it is possible to perform such tricks right in front of the imperial palace.

Romain didn’t bother to say those words out loud.

Hmm. Leonard spoke with a serious face, resting his chin on Romain’s arm.

“There is only one way now. “It’s a handsome guy.”

“… yes?”

… To whom?

Leonard, who clearly noticed Romain’s innocent face under the mask, chuckled.

“Don’t you know? There is a beautiful rose in the imperial palace that has not yet ripened. “That guy cares so much about his daughter?”

“You are confident.”

Romaine crossed his arms, slowly pulling back his shoulders that were starting to feel heavy.

“You should have seen the princess’s eyes looking at me during last year’s birthday party… . I bet. “She was truly a poor girl who fell in love for the first time.”

Romain’s eyes deepen at the prince’s confident declaration.

When it comes to women, Leonard is like a ghost. If what he said was true, there was a chance that things might turn out easier than expected.

There is a simple way to effectively put pressure on Delcross, who is the biggest obstacle, and tie the hands and feet of Seonghwang.

“So, Romain. “You too, stop doing this useless thing dealing with children and think of a way to naturally contact the princess.”

Do you understand?

Leonard tapped Romain on the shoulder with a smile on his face, then immediately turned around and waved.

Heading to a nearby bar again. If the request for a meeting is not going to be accepted anyway, they may want to wait until the birthday party to change their mood.

Romain, who was staring at the prince’s retreating back, suddenly muttered to himself.

“The Demon King of Dreams, who could not be told, could not be killed by neither the warrior nor the Fire Demon King. “The only way he can do it is with this useless thing.”

A voice that no one could hear spread out in the middle of the empty square.

* * *

Dusk fell and darkness fell everywhere. Seongjin, who had been dragged around without knowing why all afternoon, was now facing his final destination.

Monkey Watchtower. It is a small tavern with many regular customers in the Royal Guard.

“It won’t take long here, Mores.”

“You just have to say hello to the owner appropriately and leave, Mores.”

Herna and Kadesh, who dropped him off in front of the fountain square, did not even get off the carriage this time.

He waved his hand affectionately at Seongjin and Masain, who were looking confused, and then slammed the carriage door shut.

“… … .”

“first… “I guess we should go in, Sir Martha?”

“… Yes, my dear. “I don’t even know what it is anymore.”

The two people decided to go as far as they could.

With weak steps, they trudged towards the small wooden door of the tavern. Through the door, the sounds of guests who are already heavily drunk can be heard talking.

Sigh. When the scorched wooden door opened, the heat inside and the strong smell of alcohol rushed in.

Although it is small on the outside, it is also a narrow bar on the inside. The only furniture was five rustic wooden tables with no decoration on the wooden walls.

Surprisingly, customers are filling every table in this unattractive store. They were holding large wooden drinking glasses each, laughing and chatting about what was so exciting.

I heard that the drinks at this place are incredibly cheap. Of course, they only serve poor quality dark beer.

When Seongjin and his group entered the entrance, the drunk people gave them a brief glance, but not only did they not recognize who they were, they didn’t seem to be very interested. Soon they turn their heads again and laugh or scream.

Masain also seemed to have no intention of yelling at the prince to serve his Majesty the Prince in this atmosphere, so he kept his mouth shut and followed closely behind Seongjin.

The store owner was an old man. He is a handsome man, dressed in an old leather vest and apron, and the round, shiny crown of his head is particularly noticeable.

He was wearing a black eyepatch over his right eye, and judging from the long scar sticking out of the eyepatch, it looked like he had been cut by a knife.

He waited for Seongjin to approach, then spit out a thick wooden pipe and asked in a gruff voice.

“What brings you here?”

“I just came to say hello.”

Seongjin answered politely. Somehow, honorific language comes naturally to this old man.

“Hmm… … .”

The old man chewed his pipe and examined Seongjin carefully.

Just as I was starting to suspect that he somehow knew who he was, the old man stroked the empty top of his head a couple of times and said,

“You’re too young to share alcohol. “But it’s a little late to say hello.”

“… … .”

“My name is Breman. I received your greeting well. “I will give you an answer soon.”

What does this mean? Is greeting something like slang?

While Seongjin was worried, Breman issued an order to congratulate the guests.

“Goodbye.”

Seongjin and Masain looked at each other.

“Young Master, here’s one more drink!”

“Give me here too!”

Just then, orders started pouring in. I wanted to ask more, but I was in no mood to stand still. They turned and walked out the entrance, but just before closing the wooden door, Breman shouted at them.

“Anyway, be careful! “He is away for a moment, and the flies are attracted to him as if they were waiting for him!”

Seongjin looked back, but the owner had already turned his back and was standing there filling a new beer glass.

By the time my son-in-law arrived at Jinju Palace, it was already completely dark.

Seongjin was almost completely dead. Not only did so much happen in half a day, but my condition deteriorated drastically after watching the puppet show.

First of all, I was very hungry. As I was leaning on the seat listlessly, Herna and Kadesh started talking to me as if they were sorry.

“You worked hard all day today, Mores.”

“It was a worthwhile trip. “Good job, Mores.”

Of course, the twins ended up snacking on snacks in the carriage while Seongjin and his group were away. That was even more disgusting.

“Well then, sleep well, Mores.”

“Have a nice dream, Mores.”

Seongjin roughly waved at the twins who were waving goodbye with a bright face, then staggered into the lobby of Jinju Palace, dragging his limp feet.

And I was momentarily speechless at the incredible sight that unfolded before my eyes.

Numerous gift boxes of various sizes and various servants holding them fill the lobby of Jinju Palace.

Artwork and antiques were piled haphazardly on one side of the hallway, and bouquets of flowers that could not be found were scattered all over the stairs.

And letters piled up like a mountain on the tray. A huge amount of invitations inviting the 3rd prince to social gatherings were waiting for him.

The amount is so enormous that it is believed that everyone in the imperial capital wrote letters to him.

Just one day.

All of this happened just one day after the Holy Emperor entered into closing prayers.

fantasy,