A Secretly Capable Child Is Seeking For Her Dad - Chapter 340

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A Powerful Child Searches for Dad Episode 340

The windless forest was filled with the damp smell of ash.

Aleric frowned and pointed somewhere.

“Regent. Please look at that.”

Everyone’s gaze focused on one point.

What Aleric was pointing at was Hart’s corpse.

Soon, Tie discovered something there and hurriedly stood up from her spot.

“…What is that?”

Hart’s ribcage, half turned to ash.

From within it, thin golden threads were seeping out.

The threads rose very slowly, then slid away into the forest as if someone was pulling them.

“It’s Croah that remained in the corpse.”

Lucalion, who had approached, said in a low voice.

He added with narrowed brows.

“But it’s strange.”

Tie wore a worried expression.

“Strange…? What is?”

“What just happened was a small amount of Croah left after battle. And seriously contaminated at that. But there’s someone collecting it.”

Lucalion’s gaze turned coldly serious.

“Could it be…”

“Luciano?”

Tie muttered.

Sire was already clenching both fists tightly.

“Earlier Lionel said so. That Luciano is plotting something!”

Lucalion closed his mouth.

The words Lionel had spoken during battle came to mind.

[That man is a strategist.]

[Rather than face you with an incomplete body, he immediately began opening the ‘Path of God.’]

The Path of God.

He couldn’t know exactly what that meant.

But it was certain that it was an ominous ritual.

“What could the Path of God be? Is that why Croah is going to Luciano?”

Tie’s voice trembled.

Tesetan pondered, and Lucalion fell into thought.

That was the moment.

Kiiing-

Suddenly a sharp resonance burst right in front of them.

Complex patterns were carved in the air and someone hurriedly walked out from within them.

“…Finally, I’ve finally caught up.”

Worn priest robes.

A face and arms covered in wounds, and a staff held in one hand.

“Nordics Grandfather!”

Tie’s eyes widened as she ran over.

Nordics knelt on one knee to face Sire.

Behind him, three or four more priests were emerging from the open portal.

Veil, who had been frozen with a surprised face, stepped forward to Nordics.

“Old man! Where on earth did you go? Do you know how worried we were?!”

Nordics caught his breath and waved his hand.

Then he raised anxious eyes.

“I’m sorry. But I had no choice.”

He staggered to his feet and looked directly at Tesetan.

“I’ve been getting the feeling that something was strange. Ever since we were at Serkanos Cathedral.”

Nordics looked up at the sky.

“From the moment I learned that Astie was the seed of the World Tree. Luciano had countless opportunities to attack us directly.”

Basto and Veil’s expressions hardened.

Tie silently gripped Tesetan’s hand tightly.

“But Luciano didn’t do that. He sent Cardinals to threaten us, but never once stepped forward himself!”

Silence descended all around.

Tie unconsciously nodded her head.

She too had thought about this before.

‘Why doesn’t Luciano come looking for Tie?’

As if…

“Like someone who has other business that must be done.”

At Nordics’ words that represented her own thoughts, Tie closed her mouth.

“The Mastones we’ve been conquering all this time. Do you remember?”

Nordics whispered for a moment.

When he gestured, the priests behind him offered something to the members.

“I wanted to know Luciano’s true intentions. So I reinvestigated the things I thought were strange.”

What the priests offered were maps of each continent.

On the maps, the locations of all discovered Mastones were marked with red ink.

“When I served as overseer, Luciano definitely told me this.”

Nordics’ voice lowered.

“He said Mastones were devices that fixed rifts. Originally rifts that spew monsters constantly change and move, but if there’s a Mastone, such properties are neutralized, he said. However.”

Nordics held out something else.

This time it was a complex blueprint drawn with pen and ink.

“It was all lies! Mastones weren’t such simple things!”

Aleric’s eyes narrowed as he received the blueprint.

“They were devices. Devices that only begin operating when mercenaries or paladins conquer the Mastones.”

At Nordics’ trembling voice, Tesetan furrowed his brow.

“Operating?”

“That’s right. They suck in the surrounding Croah. They serve as a kind of pump!”

All around fell into silence.

Nordics anxiously stared at the blueprint.

“Mastones haven’t been sprouting randomly across this land. Everything was Luciano’s plan and groundwork.”

Nordics took a step closer to Tesetan.

“I went to confirm it directly. Conquered Mastones suck in all Croah from all directions. All the holy power that was circulating in nature, whether in sky or earth.”

“…”

“Then where do you think the absorbed Croah goes? They flow along circuits Luciano created to one place. There…”

Nordics pointed toward the other side of the forest.

“To an altar prepared in the middle of Roxe Forest.”

The air froze.

None of the members could open their mouths as they stared at Nordics with trembling eyes.

“Even at this very moment, holy power from across the continent is rushing in one direction. To the altar, flowing into the body of Luciano standing upon it!”

Nordics gripped his staff tightly and staggered.

“By now that man has already completely overcome the incompleteness of his flesh. More than enough holy power to…”

Then.

Crack-

The sound of fingers snapping came from somewhere.

Tie’s eyes widened for just a moment.

The ground beneath their feet tilted and the sky opened.

Red and blue patterns crossed through the air like parabolas, drawing a massive pentagon in the sky.

Everything around them was turned upside down, and different skies opened at each vertex of the pentagon.

A desert covered in sand.

Bitterly white glaciers and forests, seas, ruins…

The members lost their words at the scene unfolding before their eyes.

From the five gates opened in the sky, waterfalls made of divine power were pouring down torrentially.

And in the center of it all, just as Nordics had said.

“It’s been a long time.”

Standing atop an altar made of black stone.

Absorbing all the pouring divine power…

“Luciano.”

It was Luciano.

“Behold, seed.”

He smiled.

Thin golden lines were densely carved into Luciano’s skin.

When he spread both arms, the lines vibrated as if moving alive.

“The moment I finally ascend to the throne.”

Lucalion instinctively wrapped around Tie.

Nordics, his face pale white, collapsed to his knees on the ground with a thud.

Soon, desperate prayers began flowing from his mouth.

The other priests behind him also prostrated themselves on the ground following his lead.

As the prayers continued, a transparent barrier began to envelop the members.

However.

“A prayer offered before the end of an era. How touching.”

When Luciano lightly raised his hand, a wind of pure divine power struck down like a blade.

Crack— fissures appeared in the barrier created by Nordics and the priests.

At the same time, two priests were sent flying and rolled across the ground.

“Don’t stop! Continue reciting the prayers!”

Cold sweat dripped from Nordics’ forehead.

But that wasn’t the end of it.

Sharp killing intent could be felt from throughout the forest.

An enormous horde of monsters was closing in on the members, tightening their encirclement.

“I’ll be honest. I never thought that as many as four of my loyal servants would fall to your hands.”

Luciano said.

“But my surprise was brief. I had a grander plan in place.”

One monster swung its sharp claws at where the members were positioned.

Tesetan blocked those claws with his sword and shouted.

“Lucalion!”

Lucalion urgently turned his head in that direction.

“Tie…!”

Tesetan couldn’t finish his words.

However, Lucalion seemed to understand what he was trying to say.

“Father, Father…!”

Behind Tesetan.

Tie was breaking out in cold sweat all over her body, trying to surround him with a barrier.

Having just overexerted herself against Lionel, she was starting up her power again.

“Tie, stop!”

Lucalion flew urgently toward Tie.

“Get on first! In your current state, you’ll only be a burden!”

Tie’s pupils shook.

The child pressed her lips tightly together, then climbed onto Lucalion’s back with tears welling up in her eyes.

As soon as they soared into the sky, a massive sphere of divine power explosively struck the spot where they had been.

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