Chapter 262. But Mabel did it
2022.08.06.
The myth of the sudden advent of baby angels.
Whether Mabel was shocked or not, it was the people around her who were rather excited.
“Who came up with such a great idea to make a baby angel statue? I should give you a prize.”
“Are you serious?”
Esteban nodded without hesitation at Gustav’s question.
“of course. Bring together the promising sculptors of the capital!”
Eventually, Esteban gave a big prize to a servant who wanted to build a statue of an angel in the island square, and even started the construction…
Mabel had no time to stop it. Rumors had already spread and were out of control.
Since they belonged to the same knights, Lisandro quickly found out the source of the rumors.
“It seems that one of the knights was trying to settle the rumor. baby angel.”
“Lesondr…”
“Then I’m done!”
As Mabel narrowed her eyes and glared at her like a cat with a lot of hair on her head, Lisandro screamed ‘Kyaa’ and ran away.
Oscar, who was reading next to Mabel, comforted her.
“Anyway, the soldiers didn’t break the silence order.”
“I couldn’t help but spread rumors.”
“Because it is symbolic. Think positively, think positively.”
Mabel looked at Oscar with a dissatisfied grin for a comforter, and let out a sigh.
It was not something that could be undone anyway.
‘Okay. If I’m the only one who’s ashamed, it’s because one more myth will be created in Ermano…’
Black.
Sadness was only Mabel’s share.
***
While the grand victory ceremony was being prepared, I, as the emperor, had an assignment.
Non-Gonghaengsang right away.
It was to properly distribute the prizes according to the majors of those who participated in the war.
No matter how much I personally participated in the war and stood at the forefront, I couldn’t know all the battlefield situations, so I needed an objective opinion.
First, I looked at the reports posted by each head. During the war, I was able to figure out who they looked at and who made a major.
“hmm.”
‘that’s right. I’ve seen this article before. His judgment was amazing.’
“Hmm.”
‘This article is probably a mixed evaluation.’
Crunchy crunch…
For a long time, all I could hear in my office was writing names, achievements, and awards on paper.
“Casey….”
Casey supported military supplies by spending money even in the capital.
“Aristocrats who handed over enlisted soldiers.”
Even though they couldn’t win against their grandfather’s pressure, they gave up their family’s strength.
“Enrique Javier.”
To my proud knight who sacrificed himself to save my life.
The list is complete. It took some time to think about the right award, but I thought everyone would be satisfied with this.
But there was a problem.
I wrote the last name with difficulty.
“Aidan Aserad…”
But as he wrote his name, he stopped and couldn’t move anymore.
Aidan. A new name branded on Ades by the Devlica family.
Aserad. A castle that means ‘angel’ that I built for Aidan.
‘Come to think of it, does it matter if Aidan is called Aidan?’
Maybe it was because I didn’t remember. From the time he woke up, Aidan would have been Aidan, not Ades.
Although he says he has no memories, is the award given to Aidan, a mere human being, meaningful?
Even if I were to give a prize to Aidan, what would I have to give?
Suddenly, I remembered the first time I held hands with Aidan.
“You’re the one who’s going to spray the deburring. Do you want to spread the value?”
To my question, Aidan got down on one knee and answered.
“I will follow Your Majesty’s wishes.”
“Use me as you please.”
We were partners using each other to bring down Devlin.
Aidan, who wants to take down Devlin who attacked me and hurt his family, and Aidan who wants to get revenge on Veron who wielded him through the ban.
Our relationship, initially for such a simple purpose, changed over time.
We are bound by strong trust, not exploitation.
In the process, he suffered a crisis as he learned Aidan’s secret.
In fact, Aidan had been used by the Devlica family through a ban for 500 years, and he called me to this world to die.
But I got through it in the end.
‘The only thing left for Aidan to be happy now.’
What can I do for Aidan now that I have achieved the goal of the downfall of Devlica as Aidan and I wished?
Time passed quickly as I worried about this and that.
‘To compensate for Aidan’s pain…’
he made a decision.
Finally, the quill began to move.
“It is done.”
Eventually, it was time to decide on the final prize and put down the quill.
The door to the office, which had been firmly closed, opened slightly.
“Mabel. It’s late at night. What are you doing without resting?”
Dad, dressed lightly, came in surprised and stroked my cheek. I handed over the completed paperwork to Dad and answered.
“Non-Gong Sang!”
“Was it a non-performance of this victory?”
“huh. Let Dad take a look.”
Dad, who was sitting at his desk, started flipping through the papers. I leaned my face on my father’s thigh and watched his reaction.
“how is it?”
“The distribution of prizes is appropriate. An excellent work that no one can dispute -”
Dad’s words cut off in the middle. Looking at the document, it was the last page.
A page with Aidan’s statue written on it. I glanced at my father’s face. But Dad’s expression was so strange that I didn’t know what he was thinking.
‘Am I against it?’
I did think that maybe it could be. In other people’s eyes, Aidan’s award might be too much.
But Dad unexpectedly nodded calmly.
“Good job. We can proceed like this.”
“really?”
“okay. Good job Mabel.”
I quickly grabbed the papers before Dad said anything else.
Isn’t good good anyway?
***
A few days before the victory ceremony, an uninvited guest visited Ermano.
I greeted the guest with a sour expression.
“Can the God King come over on a fictional day like this?”
“No.”
There was a face that came to mind in Michael’s shameless attitude of saying no.
“I feel sorry for Ikui….”
“Yes, Gustav.”
“Gustav’s father makes it hard. I didn’t.”
“Then Casey.”
“Kuhm.”
Suddenly attacked, I cleared my throat and averted my gaze.
Stabbed.
‘But I raised my salary again this time…’
I couldn’t help but raise it, even if I screamed loudly that I didn’t have enough money. At this point, I had no idea who the boss was.
I was just sipping tea for no reason, so Michael asked indirectly.
“What about your son?”
“Your son?”
“Ades.”
“…”
Ugh. I suddenly got goosebumps. To say that it was Ades-sama through Michael’s mouth.
I replied by sweeping my arms down.
“I’ll be back soon because it’s shift time.”
“Then let’s wait until then.”
“why? Do you have something to say to Aidan?”
“It’s a story that God wants to hear too.”
I wondered what the hell he was trying to say to set the mood like this, but I didn’t ask and waited in silence.
Even before he entered, Aidan seemed uncomfortable. It was probably because he noticed from afar that Michael was here.
“Release your expression, Aidan.”
I pulled Aidan over to sit next to me and urged Michael on.
“Now that Aidan is here, tell me. What are you talking about?”
“trust.”
“trust?”
There was only one oracle Michael was talking about.
The very oracle that I came down to when I was reborn in this world.
eastern end. The seed to save the world has been planted.
At the moment of the end when the red disaster burns in the ashes, the seed of the source will germinate.
Finally, the blessings of creation will be with you.
Michael nodded with a serious expression on his face.
“The oracle hangs in my heart.”
“why?”
I pondered over the contents of the oracle.
The moment of the end when the seed is born and the red disaster burns must mean Veron and the world he broke.
The germination of seeds is the victory of war, and I wonder if the blessing of creation roughly means that.
Unlike me, who understood roughly, Michael seemed to have doubts. In time, he directly questioned Aidan, the party to the trust.
“Has the trust come true?”
Aidan answered without hesitation.
“okay.”
“Is that so.”
It looked like he was going to bite on it persistently, but unexpectedly, when Aidan answered yes, Michael clearly agreed and stepped back.
‘I’m afraid someone isn’t a follower of God.’
Michael asked Aidan if that was the end of what he wanted to ask.
“As a believer in God, may I ask you several questions?”
“no.”
Then Michael looked at me. I shrugged my shoulders and put my hand on Aidan’s shoulder.
“Aidan.”
“ask.”
At Aidan’s sudden change of attitude, Michael laughed as if he had collapsed for a moment. Aidan said as if warning.
“Keep in mind that I don’t have a full god’s memory, so I can’t give you a definitive answer.”
“of course. The first is a question related to the creation myth.”
The tree of creation planted all over the world by God, who was born in a space of nothingness.
The gardener to manage the tree was a human being, and starting with one human eating the creation tree, other humans joined in, eventually leading to the disappearance of most of the continent’s creation trees.
So, the content of the creation myth was that God cursed humans, rooted out the seven sins, and disappeared from the earth.
‘Aidan curses humans?’
It felt all the more absurd because it was unimaginable given Aidan’s personality.
“Are the contents of the creation myth true?”
Aidan answered Michael’s question quietly.
“The civilization of this world is eternal. You wouldn’t think that the Devlica family was the only human who coveted the immortality of God and the power of creation for such a long time.”
“It is true that they ate the tree of creation.”
“It is a force that humans cannot handle in the first place.”
Even Veron could not stop the corrosion of his body, so he constantly sought the power of the essence.
“This is the history of people who tried to become gods but failed. In return, sin was born.”
“That must have been wrapped up as a myth in later generations.”
“maybe.”
Excited by the truth he heard directly from God, Michael’s eyes shone brightly.
“for a moment. So, is Ermano’s founder really the only gardener who didn’t covet God?”
As Veron’s questions poured in, Aidan looked at me quietly. In the end, sympathy won over Aidan’s attitude as if he was waiting for my permission.
“Aidan, let’s run away!”
“what? Bbribri!”
Avoiding the ardent followers, I quickly ran away with Shin.
***
“Then I’ll go to the meeting. I am taking a walk.”
Mabel waving her hand cheerfully went into the conference room.
Aidan leaned against the exit of the conference hall. I was thinking of waiting until Mabel’s meeting was over.
At that time, Michael walked from the hallway across the street. Aidan blatantly frowned.
“Son.”
“what…?”
Michael winked at the people looking at them.
“You are my son externally, aren’t you? But you can’t say ‘Son’ disrespectfully, son.”
Aidan’s expression darkened even more. However, Michael didn’t care and asked for a private meeting.
“I would like to talk to you for a moment.”
.
.
.
They moved to a rare sponsorship. Michael noticed Aidan’s intention to simply talk about business and immediately brought up the main topic.
“Is the statement that the oracle has come true?”
“okay.”
It was a position without Mabel, so I was able to tell the truth.
Aidan remembered the moment he broke up with Mabel, who fell in the past 500 years ago.
In that brief moment, he arranged the future. Because the future he witnessed at that time clearly vividly showed himself and the collapsing world.
The red plague in the oracle was Ades himself.
Therefore, future arrangements and oracles could all be said to be a process to kill oneself.
But in the end, he didn’t die and the oracle didn’t come true.
It was because Mabel’s will to never be able to kill saved her.
Not only that, but even this world that was out of balance and collapsing.
Can one person’s will change the foreseen future?
But Mabel did it.
