Chapter 8. When I came out of the egg
2022.09.10.
Voices of reproach resounded from all directions. Even plugging your ears didn’t help at all.
“What a hat. You are Langard’s shame.”
“Do you know what you have done?”
“The useless thing in the world. giving birth to something like you You will be ashamed to see the face of your dead mother.”
Renesmee shook her head and closed her eyes tightly.
These were all words he had heard from the emperor.
A voice like frost tore a tender heart to shreds. I was out of breath and couldn’t stand it.
Then the accusations of the brothers and sisters slammed into my ears.
“You are the seed of God? It’s the funniest thing I’ve heard this year.”
“It’s pathetic to go even halfway if you’re stuck in the imperial castle.”
“No matter how much you wanted attention, how could you impersonate the God Seed?”
Those were also words I had heard before.
‘Without knowing anything.’
Why did he hold Elder Elliot’s hand? Why did you have to make that choice?
‘Without even knowing why I did it.’
…no one wanted to know.
echoed from all directions.
“Langard’s shame. Langard’s shame. Langard’s shame!”
Crunchy. to the sound of laughter that followed.
‘stop!’
Let’s scream as we writhe our whole body from a shattering headache.
“…omg.”
What I saw was a familiar ceiling. Renesmee drew in a quick breath.
It was all a dream.
But what happened in the past.
***
Half a year has passed since the emperor of Langard, whose health suddenly deteriorated, was bedridden and did not wake up.
The nobles of Langard implicitly judged that the emperor would never rise again.
As a result, a sharp power struggle over the seat of the next emperor took place behind the scenes.
The main reason for not solidifying the position of successor was the incompetence of Helias Geon Langard, the crown prince.
Dylan Levy Langard was crowned emperor in his place.
“His Highness Helias does not have a sense of monarchy. Are you foolish, incompetent, and swayed by the opinions of others?”
“On the other hand, there is no one who can follow His Highness Dylan’s leadership.”
“Even though the former empress died, Her Highness Dylan is also the legitimate prince. If you have to ask for legitimacy, that is.”
In the meantime, as much as Dylan has emerged, the voices of those who admire him have been loud. The supporters, led by Duke Tristan, firmly supported Dylan.
In particular, the past history of participating in the war between Devlin and Ermano, which was ignored by everyone in Langard, and leading to victory, made Dylan a hero.
On the other hand, Helyas was ridiculed as a cowardly prince who hid behind the scenes because he was afraid of the war.
In such a situation, the end of the emperor approached by the minute.
Standing on the verge of death, the emperor called all his children whom he had not cared about in his lifetime.
“My children… already… so grown up… cool. My children….”
The hand, which was in full bloom from the disease, reached out toward the children and fell helplessly.
Because he had many wives, Emperor Langard had well over ten children.
Is it a remorse right before death? The emperor looked at each of his children in turn.
He kept his eyes on the crown prince, Helias, and the prince, Dylan, and gazed at his youngest daughter, who was still babbling for the last time.
His dry, chapped lips groaned with difficulty.
“I will…”
“Your Majesty. I’m sorry, but please say it again.”
“I don’t see one of my daughters…”
Those words startled everyone in the emperor’s bedchamber. It was because the one of his children who was absent was none other than Renesmee.
Renesmee was the most insignificant of the children.
Although he was an emperor who voluntarily asked for the seed of God but was angry and even slapped him when he lost in a confrontation with the emperor of Ermano.
Do you really regret the fact that you neglected your children before you die?
“Renesmee is not feeling well and is recuperating in Abelardo, father.”
The Emperor’s eyes widened at the words of Helyas, who smiled.
“No… Must see… Must see… cool cool cool!”
Excited, the emperor began to cough out of breath. The chief chamberlain promptly dismissed all the children of the emperor who had lined up.
Helyas’ forces did not miss the opportunity. Dylan was forced out of the country at the most critical time right before the death of the emperor.
“Isn’t Renesmee your sister-in-law? Why don’t you go and get a letter?”
Helias said as if hinting at it. It sounded like a recommendation, but in fact it was pressure.
It was an obvious ulterior motive to seize the throne right away if the emperor were lucky enough to die at the time Dylan was out of the country.
But Dylan didn’t disobey that.
“Yeah what. Abelardo will come and experience how delicious rice is.”
Despite the refusal of his followers, Dylan left for Abelardo to meet Renesmee.
***
Holy Kingdom Abelardo.
Renesmee received divine power from one of the elders every morning. Her chief caretaker was the elder Clement.
“majesty. How are you feeling?”
“great. Thank you every time, Elder Clement.”
“You are not feeling well, but it goes without saying that I take care of you wholeheartedly. Don’t worry, Your Highness.”
“yes.”
“You should eat well and go for a walk. It’s not good to stay in your room too much.”
Renesmee nodded, but suffered from a sense of debt. He stayed in Abelardo under the pretext of being a priest, but to no avail.
‘But it’s because I can’t leave Abelardo.’
In order to maintain a body that couldn’t handle Veron’s power, he needed divine power.
Renesmee was living day by day, surrounded by a sense of self-doubt.
However, I couldn’t give up on my own life. It was a life that had already been thrown away once and was saved, so I had no right to decide death at will.
When Clement left, Renesmee sat at her desk and raised her quill.
The recipient was the emperor of Ermano.
Renesmee, who painstakingly wrote the letter for a very long time, carefully sealed it. But the letter went into the drawer unsent.
‘I have no face…’
I didn’t have the courage. So, there were a lot of unsent letters in the drawer.
Renesmee rarely went out for walks and stayed mostly in her room.
Seeing her pale face, Abelardo’s apprentice priests used to call her ‘the ghost of the villa’.
Renesmee, who was eating lunch in her room as always, had no appetite and put down her spoon.
I couldn’t even eat half.
‘Elder Clement will say something.’
As I smiled lightly, recalling his worried voice, someone’s voice suddenly came from the doorway.
“Can I eat that?”
It was a very familiar voice.
“Dylan?”
“Want some.”
Dylan approached with strides and began chewing on the bread he had just taken a bite of.
Renesmee was just bewildered by the sudden appearance of her younger brother.
‘I thought it became so gross?’
In the eyes of others, Dylan’s handsome appearance was just disgusting to his older sister, Renesmee.
Dylan muttered in a gruff voice, having eaten a loaf of bread in an instant.
“I skipped a meal to come quickly, but I’m so hungry.”
“You are always hungry.”
“I was caught.”
Dylan took another loaf of bread. Satisfied after eating something, the well of his cheek sank. It was the same innocent smile as when I was a child.
“If you eat bread, you can know the level of food in that country. Abelardo. Isn’t that too bad?”
Dylan started seriously evaluating the bread.
Renesmee crossed her arms and looked up at her sister.
“Can I come like this?”
“I have something to do with my sister.”
“…To me?”
The word “bowl” seemed odd to me. Doesn’t that mean there is a business because someone needs it?
Seeing Renesmee’s puzzled expression, Dylan quickly chewed and swallowed the second piece of bread.
“I told you in advance by letter, but my father is in critical condition.”
“Yes, my father…”
It was a fact I knew, but hearing it directly from Dylan made me feel strange.
This was because the only two faces Renesmee knew of the emperor were the face staring indifferently with an expression of disinterest and the one screaming out loud.
To be honest, I couldn’t imagine the father dying helplessly like that.
“sister. Before he died, he was looking for his sister, perhaps because his father had passed away.”
“me?”
“Even if you think about it, does your father seem a bit crazy?”
Dylan laughed rather nervously. It was never a laugh because it was fun.
“The other brothers told me to get a letter from my sister. What should I do?”
“…a letter.”
“If you want to go directly to Langard, you have to accompany the priest, but that won’t be difficult.”
“I can’t cause such a nuisance!”
Renesmee exclaimed in fright. Just receiving the holy power of the elders several times a day was enough of a nuisance.
“So what about the letter?”
Dylan asked again, and Renesmee kept her mouth shut.
‘Why are you here now when you’ve never warmly called my name?’
with such thoughts.
‘Still, it’s the end of the father’s life, so I have to write a letter…’
That’s what I thought.
Conflicts collided thousands of times in my mind.
Understanding his feelings, Dylan waited in silence for Renesmee to make a decision.
After thinking for a while, Renesmee made a decision.
“I won’t use it.”
That was the moment.
damn
It sounded like something cracking in my heart.
Renesmee had abandoned her lingering feelings. The desire to be loved by the cold-hearted father and the desire to be recognized by the siblings.
The first thing you see when you come out of an incontinent egg.
‘…Dylan.’
Dylan was his only family member and younger brother.
No matter what she did, she was always by her side because she was a sister…
Dylan smiled brightly.
“I was waiting for you to say that.”
Dylan trusted his sister. That one day he will break the hard curtain that surrounds him and come out. Let go of the past that was tied to you, admit your inferiority complex, and eventually rise above it.
Then, there was only one thing left to do.
‘Shall we go to become the emperor?’
So that no one can ignore our brother and sister.
It was you, not anyone else, who created a place for them.
Even if my sister didn’t come back, it didn’t matter. It is meaningful just that there is a place to return to.
.
.
.
Unfortunately, the emperor passed away on the day Dylan returned to Langard empty-handed.
Since then, bloody winds have blown in the Langard Imperial Castle.
Death did not cease. The brothers pointed their sharp knives at each other.
Before long, the winner of the fierce succession war was determined.
The prince who was put on the back burner due to the empress’ rebirth or the death of the empress.
A prince whose name was unknown because he had no presence when he was young.
A prince who no one thought would become emperor.
“Meet Your Majesty the Emperor!”
It was the ascension of Dylan Levy Langard.
***
It was a quiet day. The emperor of Ermano, who was having a peaceful day, took out a communication magic tool.
[Lady!]
Casey shouted as soon as the communication magic tool was connected.
“Ouch ears.”
Mabel frowned as she covered her ears with both hands. Then Aidan, who happened to be next to him, asked with a frown.
“Should I handle it?”
“Calm down, Aidan.”
“yes.”
Casey, not even dreaming that Mabel saved his life, started talking excitedly.
[This is the information I just received. You shouldn’t be surprised to hear it. I mean what it is. Whoa, are you curious?]
Suddenly, Casey started to poison Mabel with the information.
Mabel, who had been suddenly bullied, felt uncomfortable.
“Park Park-.”
Casey shouted as he noticed before he could say ‘mask’.
[The emperor of Langard has changed.]
“The civil war is finally over. who?”
Even as she asked, Mabel guessed who became the emperor. Casey replied.
[I am Emperor Dylan Levy Langard!]
It was as Mabel expected.
Ever since the Emperor of Langard was critically ill, the outcome had already been decided.
Prince Helias was not an emperor.
“As expected, he’s like my cousin.”
When I think about what kind of effort Dylan must have made to get to that position, I feel proud.
Mabel, on the spot, wrote a personal letter congratulating him on being newly enthroned as the emperor of Langard as the emperor of Ermano.
And a separate personal letter to Gojong’s cousin was enclosed.
To sum up the contents of the letter, ‘Congratulations to the Emperor. What do you want as a present?’
The reply to the letter arrived within a few days. Mabel, who opened the letter, burst into laughter.
[Send the chef of Ermano. Please.]
Dylan insisted that Langard’s food was the collapse of food culture.
The first thing he did after becoming emperor was food culture reform.
