I’m the Future Crazy Male Lead’s Mother Chapter 77

“Huh? What do you mean, someone came in? Vanilla?”

“Umm. That’s…….”

Perhaps she had muttered without realizing it, because Vanilla looked slightly flustered.

I put down the juice I was holding and picked Axion up. He had kept trying to crawl somewhere.

“Axion?”

“Uung! Uuuung!”

As if he were dissatisfied with being held in my arms, Axion flailed both arms, trying to get away.

It was obvious what the child wanted.

He needed to go somewhere.

Somewhere other than here.

With no other choice, I stood up while holding Axion.

“I-I’m coming too!”

When I stood, Vanilla climbed down from her chair as well, going, “Hup!”

Seeing her, I held out my hand.

“Here. Then shall we go together?”

Vanilla hesitated as she stared at the hand I held out.

When I saw her feet, wearing red shoes, repeatedly rubbing the sand on the ground, I reached out farther and took her hand first.

“……!”

“Let’s go, Vanilla. Maybe Dazar came. He might be happy if we go and welcome him.”

Not that I particularly wanted to make Dazar happy.

I just thought Vanilla might like it.

Holding Vanilla’s hand with one hand and Axion in the other arm, I began walking.

“Whoa! Whoa!”

“……I think it’s over there.”

Perhaps because both children were extraordinary beings, they were remarkably good at sensing presences. The Black Hawks and Elston were busy because of the magic circle, but it seemed like they hadn’t sensed anything at all.

I followed where the children led me until we reached a dead end.

‘Did this place even exist in the estate?’

No matter how I looked at it, it was a dead end, so I glanced back and forth between Axion and Vanilla.

“There’s no one here.”

“Uung…….”

Axion noticeably pouted, looking dissatisfied.

Then Vanilla muttered softly.

“They disappeared.”

“Huh? Disappeared?”

“Mm-hm. They disappeared. They’re not here anymore.”

“Hmm…….”

What on earth was it?

I stood blankly at the dead end and tilted my head.

‘Wasn’t it Dazar?’

What the heck? This is creepy.

The thought that someone had been here when there was no one around suddenly sent a shiver down my spine.

‘Ugh.’

I hurriedly scooped up both children with my iron arm and started heading back the way we had come.

“Let’s go, kids. What if a ghost comes out?”

“A ghost?”

I thought I heard a slightly incredulous Vanilla say that, but I decided I must have heard wrong.

 

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Dazar was sitting inside a small, square room.

‘How many hours has it been?’

It seemed they intended to leave him in this room until he withered away from boredom, because no one had come.

The small room without a single window was entirely gray, with nothing but the table where he sat placed in the center.

An ordinary person might have been grimacing in distress by now, but Dazar was different.

“…….”

His expression remained perfectly calm.

Naturally. He had lived his entire life waiting through tedious stretches of boredom.

This much boredom was nothing to him.

Just as he sat in the chair without a change in expression, the door finally opened with a creak.

“You’ve been waiting for a long time, haven’t you?”

The person who entered the room filled with silence was someone Dazar never expected to see in the Imperial Palace.

“……Saintess.”

“Yes. Dazar. We’re the kind of people who see each other maybe once a year, but we’re seeing each other quite often this year.”

The one who entered with a gentle smile was the white snake who rarely ever left the temple.

The Saintess.

Unable to see what was in front of her, she felt around for a chair, found one, and sat across from Dazar.

“So it was you?”

Dazar tilted his head to the side as if he had finally figured it out.

He curled up one corner of his lips as though the pieces of the puzzle had finally fallen into place.

“You were the one who had the Emperor arrest me. Am I right?”

“Oh my. Why would I do something like that? I merely came because I was asked to.”

The Saintess smiled sweetly, her face looking quite holy on the outside, but Dazar found her nothing but repulsive.

“I did, however, give His Majesty a little advice about you.”

“……What kind of advice? Those questions you’ve been pestering me with ever since I came to this world?”

“That’s right.”

The Saintess clapped her hands as if to confirm it.

“We still don’t know why the world you were in was destroyed, do we?”

The reason the world from Dazar’s previous life had been destroyed.

The reason was simple.

Dazar gave a derisive chuckle and said,

“Why don’t you know? The Transcendents failed. Ruben must have consumed the world and become the Demon God.”

“……That last part.”

The Saintess narrowed her eyes at Dazar’s mocking words.

“According to Morocanil, you were the only one who fought Ruben in the final battle. Considering your ability, that makes sense.”

She was referring not to the divine magic commonly used by Transcendents, but to the unique abilities possessed by each Transcendent.

For example, Cora was a Transcendent specialized in space, while Morocanil specialized in concealment. They inherited those abilities from generation to generation.

“What happened then?”

“……Do you really need me to say it myself? You can tell from the result.”

“But you are Ruben’s executioner. That is the unique ability of the Siaster family.”

The unique ability of the Transcendent Siaster family.

Only they could completely take Ruben’s life.

The physical forces and magic of this world, not to mention even divine magic, could injure Ruben, but they could not take his life.

Only the Siaster family, who had received their ability from God, could bring an end to Ruben.

And that was why the Siaster family had served as the head of the Transcendents for generations.

“There’s no way someone like you could have lost to Ruben.”

At the Saintess’s firm statement, Dazar burst into a muffled laugh.

“Why is that impossible? The failure is sitting right in front of you.”

The Saintess continued without being bothered.

“Besides…… members of the Siaster family have been consumed by demonic energy generation after generation. Couldn’t the same thing have happened to you?”

“Ah, you mean like my father and brother?”

As the Saintess said, the Siaster family was powerful because they possessed the ability to execute Ruben, but paradoxically, they were also infinitely close to demonic energy.

Ruben sought to destroy this world in order to be reborn as the Demon God, so he was deeply connected to demonic energy. The Siaster executioner’s power, which could bring an end to Ruben, was divine magic, but at the same time, it shared a certain nature with demonic energy.

The previous head of the family and the former heir had both gone mad from demonic energy and lost their lives at Dazar’s hands.

The Saintess did not answer Dazar’s words and continued speaking.

“Ruben’s followers are running rampant right now. Hasn’t Ruben appeared? And yet you haven’t said anything.”

The Saintess narrowed her eyes and added,

“Perhaps you already know where Ruben is?”

“…….”

After this world was created by God, those who would convey His will were born alongside it.

The Saintess and others like her.

From the moment they were born, they realized that this world was threatened by an existence called Ruben.

An evil being that parasitized and grew within the world created by God. They were born in human form, with only one existing in each world. No one knew when they would appear.

‘An existence whose very being is ominous.’

Whether they wanted it or not, Ruben was destined to follow his fate. That fate was to feed on the destruction of the world and be reborn as the true Demon God.

God could never simply stand by and watch the world He had created be destroyed.

But because He could not directly interfere with the causality of the world, He created beings known as Transcendents to stop Ruben.

And one of them was Dazar Siaster, sitting expressionlessly right in front of her.

“Why can’t you answer? Has Ruben really already appeared?”

But Dazar Siaster was somewhat different from the Transcendents the Saintess had watched until now.

It wasn’t simply because he remembered his previous life.

‘The fact that the Transcendents failed to protect the previous world and lived a second life has already been recorded in history.’

Although cases like his were rare, they had existed in the past.

But unlike those people, who had always cooperated with the temple and faithfully reported the reasons behind their failure in their previous lives, Dazar had an intense aversion to the temple.

And besides……

‘Those eyes.’

The golden eyes that symbolized the Siaster family.

Those eyes, reminiscent of a lion, were somehow dangerous.

From the very moment she first met him, the Saintess had instinctively sensed it.

This man. He was suspicious.

And sure enough, immediately after reaching adulthood, he eliminated his entire family.

As though he were trying to hide something.

She remembered the day he appeared at the temple, dragging along his blood-soaked body after a bloody battle, and reported the deaths of his father and brother, who had been consumed by demonic energy.

‘Both Transcendents of the Siaster family were consumed by demonic energy and dealt with.’

He had said those words with an emotionless face, but he had been giving off a dangerous aura.

At the time, everyone else thought it was simply the energy left behind by those who had died after being consumed by demonic energy.

But the Saintess did not.

There was definitely something about him.