Children of the Holy Emperor Chapter 403

403. Head Tower (1)

The climate of Delcross was relatively mild for an inland area. In particular, the clear autumn air, with its humidity greatly reduced, had a way of stimulating both a clear intellect and a full sense of emotion.

-You promise me a beautiful sky.

I whisper like a bird that I will give you a shining star.

But I am the only one in the world.

I want your soul like a jewel.

Crunchy.

A playwright who had been working all night, immersed in the emotions of autumn, lowered his quill as the sunlight seeping through the curtain grew stronger.

“If I write a little more, chapter 1 will be completed. Okay… … .”

Unfortunately, today’s work seems to end here.

When I started to worry about the fact that I couldn’t hold the quill equally with both hands, I thought my concentration for the day was already over.

“Hmm.”

The playwright turned his back and neck around and quickly glanced over the content he had worked on so far.

‘… It seems like it’ll be fun, but since the doll is the main character, I wonder if it might be a little dangerous?’

[The Doll’s Song], which she is currently working on, is Ortona’s classic literature that deals with the events that occur when a beautiful doll created by a person comes to life. At the time, it was highly regarded for containing her reflection and criticism on human dignity and sense of subjectivity.

But here in Delcross, things were a little different. If done incorrectly, it could be seen as a heresy that challenges God’s authority over the creation of life.

‘It’s not specifically a banned book, but I touched it, but wouldn’t it be safer to go in the direction of teaching a lesson with a little bit of a sense of encouragement and punishment?’

The playwright thought for a moment and then shook his head.

Let everything happen. What’s the problem? If it were his lover, even if a controversy arose, he would be able to immediately dismiss it.

“Then let’s end it here for today.”

She stretched out her arms and stretched greatly. It also happened to be the right time for her to finish her work.

smart.

Soon, with a small knock on the door, identical faces appeared as if they had been stamped out of a mold. These were her children, Herna and Kadesh.

“It’s time to wake up, Joe.”

“Come out and eat, Joe.”

The playwright stood up with an unusually broad smile.

Yes, my lovely treasures!

* * *

Jocelyn Langster.

Transformer of tragedy, magician of conflict.

This young playwright, who is better known to the world as ‘Master Sorbonne’ rather than his real name, was a person who had the eccentricities that sensitive artists sometimes show, which were especially noticeable compared to others.

First of all, she couldn’t tolerate the ‘twisting’ of things well. In particular, she was particularly easily fatigued by ‘unbeautiful’ or ‘asymmetrical’ shapes. This was because my mind was constantly trying to correct everything I saw into an ideal form.

Because of this, it is natural for interpersonal relationships to turn into a mess.

She didn’t even bother to look at her own face in the mirror. After working all night, she often suffers from asymmetrically sunken eyelids, which she lacks confidence in.

In that respect, her children could be seen as perfect beings to spend time with. Because both sides always spoke equally, and the facial features were perfectly beautiful.

Think about it.

What a great tragedy it would be for parents if they were unable to smile sincerely at their beloved children due to extreme brain fatigue!

“yes. A person with an imperfect personality like me could meet a lover with perfect looks, fall in love, and even end up with these jewel-like children. I can’t help but see this as a miracle from God. “Nothing.”

Quickly.

As she sniffled with renewed relief, two identical pairs of purple eyes looked up at her with a look of worry.

“I guess I’m not feeling well.”

“Did you work all night again?”

A small hand comes up to Jocelyn’s forehead. Herna was a person with a strong sense of action.

“I don’t think you have a fever? Still, just in case, take your medicine carefully. article.”

Another small hand wiped the corner of her mouth with a napkin. Kadesh is always thoughtful.

“No matter how much inspiration comes without a crowd, you have to lead a regular life. article.”

Jocelyn, who is often treated like a child by small children, is both happy and caught up in an uneasy feeling.

‘These children are a miracle from God to me, but what am I to them? A companion human that needs to be looked after and played with occasionally?’

Before the discomfort escalated into uncontrollable self-destruction, Jocelyn quickly changed the topic.

“Oh! Guys. “Would you like to go see a performance with me sometime soon?”

“A performance?”

“suddenly?”

“okay. A play I adapted a while ago is all the rage right now! That story about ‘Ambrosia of the Head Tower’ that you guys like. “It will finally be performed in the biggest theater on Rue Bertrand!”

It was no coincidence that Jocelyn, who was famous for her purely original plays, chose ‘Ambrosia of the Tower of Heads’ as her first adaptation.

When she was young, it was a fairy tale that her children always asked her to read to them before going to bed, so she naturally reached for it first.

“Hmm?”

But when the twins heard those words, they looked at each other and looked somewhat shocked.

“Well, it’s not like we particularly liked it at the time.”

“Because Mores always came and begged me to read it.”

“… huh?”

“We just listened to what Mores wanted.”

“Mores couldn’t read well at the time, and he was a little lonely.”

“And she wanted to collect a lump sum of images from people.”

“No matter how weak the spirits are, they can exert power when the collective consciousness unites.”

Jocelyn couldn’t help but be puzzled by their answers. I have never met the Third Prince in my life, so how could he come all the way here and beg me to read a book?

However, as adults who do not understand children well tend to do, she soon made her own judgment and was convinced.

“Do you guys like Mores that much?”

Isn’t this a name that comes up in the twins’ mouths every day?

It’s so bad that Jocelyn, without realizing it, comes to regard the Third Prince, whom she has never met before, as familiar.

“hmm. “If you ask me if it’s good, it’s probably good.”

“He’s interesting just by looking at him.”

But this time, the answer that came back was unexpected. The twins soon started complaining with pouty faces.

“But these days, Mores only plays with red.”

“Well, sometimes I call other kids.”

“It was fun to hang out with him every day for a while, but recently, Mores has become very busy.”

“Because it’s training, they only focus on the monster task force, and now they don’t want to play around even at night.”

“But if you want Mores to lie down in pain again, I feel so sorry for Seonghwang’s father.”

“The bigger problem is that every time she does that, a major accident occurs. “Because it’s so hard for your Majesty, Dad.”

“… … .”

Jocelyn had no idea what was happening.

While the 3rd prince was sick, wasn’t the regular audience time drastically reduced? Thanks to this, Herna and Kadesh did not leave the mansion for a while and just played chess with each other all day.

“hmm… Instead, you guys go to the imperial palace to have fun these days, right?”

After the 3rd prince woke up from his sick bed, the twins were frequently visiting Jinju Palace to have lunch as before.

“Yes, the food is delicious. “We even get it delivered directly from Bertran & Lee’s salmon specialty store.”

“Joe, why don’t you come with us next time? Mores would probably welcome Joe.”

“well… … .”

“I think we could just live in the imperial palace at this point, Joe.”

“that’s right. “It’s going to be a lot of fun hanging out with everyone, Joe.”

“… … .”

This wasn’t the first time Jocelyn had heard such a suggestion. It was also what her lover wanted in the first place.

but-

“Herna. Kadesh. Do you know how strict life in the imperial palace is? “I won’t be able to stay in my pajamas all day like I do now, and I won’t be able to stay up all night playing chess.”

“… is it?”

“Maybe so?”

It’s not that she wasn’t, Jocelyn was extremely satisfied with her current life.

A daily life where one can fully enjoy material abundance and social status, and no one can say anything even though day and night change. Isn’t this the highest peak of independent life that humans can enjoy?

“And there is the most important matter of all! Did you know that the structure of the imperial palace is horribly asymmetrical? “It is not as perfectly and beautifully balanced as this mansion we live in.”

“Joe is probably the only person in the world who says this mansion is more beautiful than the imperial palace.”

“Well, that’s why we like Joe. “It’s interesting just to look at it.”

“Okay, okay. “Thank you for the compliment.”

Jocelyn, who had finished eating completely, yawned profusely. The aftereffects of working all night are slowly starting to show.

“Are you going to the imperial palace now? Well then, have a nice trip, guys. “After I send you all away, I’ll just have to sleep soundly.”

“and… … .”

The twins’ faces suddenly changed to look like parents with a teenage daughter who can’t stop themselves.

“Are you going to sleep right after eating, Joe?”

“It’s going to be very bad for your health, Joe.”

“It’s okay, guys.”

She, who was more immature than her children, patted her chest confidently and responded.

“Anyway, if you go to the imperial palace, your father will treat you completely, right?”

* * *

At the same time, the imperial palace.

Nate, who was quietly moving the dishes, suddenly looked up in surprise.

“hmm? Why are you doing this all of a sudden? Does the food taste strange?”

“No, no. It’s very delicious… … .”

Nate looked down at the unfamiliar dish called ‘Smoked Cham Salmon Eggs Benedict’ that his son had brought for the first time in a long time.

For some reason, I feel very uncomfortable.

Why? Although I always believe in doing the best for my family, why do I sometimes feel anxious these days, wondering if I’m doing something seriously wrong?

“Did you do something else this time?”

“… yes?”

Then, the troublemaker son was confused for a moment, but then smiled with a proud face.

“Ah yes. So, I told you I was going on a business trip again. “I have a fairly reliable informant, so if I do well this time, I think I will be able to arrest Giacomo Milo.”

“arrest… … .”

“yes. On the way, I also inspect the business entrusted to Branch Manager Schmidt. Lastly, we will stop by the Marquis de Benso. “Lord Valerie has specifically asked me to investigate something.”

“… … .”

Nate felt a little strange and looked at his son.

Recently, his son had been wearing his neatly ironed uniform of the Order of St. Terbachia with some sort of pride. This may not be simply because the child gained the ‘public power’ to sing.

Nate, who always closely monitored his son’s condition, sometimes sensed a slight sense of relief from the child’s hand stroking his livery, as was his habit.

Since he has an idea of ​​what is so unsettling, Nate becomes very confused every time he sees the child like that.

“really! Since this business trip is an official business of the Holy Knights, I plan to properly budget for it within the Holy Order. “You don’t have to give me any extra pocket money.”

After all the money was ripped off from me, the old men of the crusade will be very upset, right?

My son, who was grinning happily, took a sip of his tea and added, “Ah.”

“I’ll pay the bounty as well!”

“… … .”

Is it really okay to leave this child alone… … .

Nate sighed quietly, thinking that the piece of salmon he had just swallowed was somehow stuck in his throat.

fantasy,