I Summoned the Demon King and Got a Dad - Chapter 75

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75. Foreseen Change (1)

Fortunately, the quick-witted Elisia took Shuria and left the scene.

Thus, only Theodor and Peyden remained in the corridor.

Peyden gestured for the waiting priestesses to withdraw, and still feeling uneasy, he used divine power to block out surrounding noise.

The two men’s gazes crossed in the air.

“Do you have something to say?”

Peyden was the first to speak.

His words carried the meaning of demanding an explanation for why they still hadn’t married, but Theodor understood the implication and lightly ignored it.

“Shouldn’t the one who called explain their reason first, according to proper order?”

It was the beginning of a battle of wills.

“You should know well enough.”

“I swear to God I’ve committed no sins.”

Naturally, Theodor didn’t believe in God.

Magic was magic, mana was mana, divine power was divine power.

They were simply talents one possessed from birth, nothing more or less.

If divine power grew stronger through belief in God, then Elisia wouldn’t be able to maintain her divine power, would she?

According to that logic, she would be what religion commonly calls a heretic.

Well, this was something this man wouldn’t understand even if explained a hundred times.

“Do you think it’s alright to lie before God?”

Peyden’s voice was trembling.

“Because it’s not a lie.”

His shamelessness was beyond description.

At that level, it wasn’t a matter of God, but of conscience.

But Theodor was the Demon Lord.

Naturally, he had no such thing as conscience.

Peyden was dumbfounded by Theodor’s response.

Since they couldn’t communicate, he had no confidence in persuading him.

“Fine, then why did you come to the temple?”

Peyden asked with the implication that there would be no reason to come this far unless his own feet were on fire from his letter.

But Theodor was rather pleased by those words.

Because it gave him justification to bring up the topic.

“To investigate information about the rifts.”

Peyden was incredulous.

The temple’s information couldn’t be disclosed to just anyone.

Qualifications, reputation, and other things…

Thinking it over carefully, these were all things Theodor possessed.

Moreover, he had come directly to the temple without demanding information and even requested disclosure.

“Isn’t that sufficient?”

Only at times like this did he use honorifics.

Peyden gritted his teeth.

Though he was angry, there was no reason not to show it.

He was the knight who ended the war.

He was the hero who defeated the Witch.

Though Peyden was stubborn, he was also altruistic and rational.

His pride was somewhat hurt, but if the reason was to eliminate the rifts.

Taking a small deep breath, he regained his composure.

“Fine, I understand.”

Peyden finished weighing his options.

He concluded that receiving help from the one called a hero would be more beneficial than bringing Elisia.

Between public sentiment and practical benefit, he chose practical benefit.

“However, there’s a condition.”

“Please tell me.”

“You’ll work together with the priestesses.”

So he wants to share the credit.

For a Grand Chamberlain, his heart was quite black, but it wasn’t a bad condition.

Receiving too much attention would only be bothersome anyway.

Since he was planning to attach them to the Knights anyway, having more people didn’t particularly matter.

“Very well.”

The deal was concluded more easily than expected.

Just as Theodor thought this and turned his head, Peyden’s voice reached him.

“As much as I’m letting this slide, take responsibility and solve it.”

His pride was.

Theodor turned his head to meet Peyden’s gaze and smiled.

“Naturally, I intend to solve it.”

“The honorifics too.”

“Naturally, I intend to solve it, sir.”

Thus, the battle of wills between the two men ended in a reasonable draw.

Peyden began walking.

The temple stored countless pieces of information.

From common rumors you could hear just by going out on the street, to sealed documents that no one could access.

Peyden guided Theodor to the deepest part of the temple.

To the most secret place in the temple, where even the Emperor would need Peyden’s permission to enter.

It was deep, deep underground.

Knights guarded every passage, and their numbers seemed more than necessary, as if declaring that no one could set foot here without permission.

The deeper they went, the fewer the guarding knights and candles became.

It was a space completely cut off from the outside world.

When they finally reached the final door.

Even Theodor was surprised by the precision of the magic circle he saw.

The magic circle’s formulas were so complex that even he would find them difficult to solve. It was perfect beyond belief for something ancient.

Impressive.

Theodor expressed his admiration in a low voice.

The magic circle was designed so that only the Grand Chamberlain and those he truly acknowledged could enter.

He thought this wasn’t a seal created by a mage.

A priest, perhaps.

With that level of divine power, one could probably revive about three dead people.

While Theodor was staring endlessly at the magic circle.

“Let’s go in.”

The door opened with a majestic sound.

As he followed inside, blue flames ignited in rhythm with their footsteps.

Not three, but ten could have been revived.

It was surprising that such a capable person existed in the Mortal Realm.

“How is such a thing possible?”

Theodor asked casually, pretending to be amazed.

At his attitude mixed with admiration and emotion, Peyden’s nose went up in the air.

“All Grand Chamberlains can do that much. There’s a reason divine power is called a miracle.”

Theodor lightly dismissed his words.

Peyden didn’t seem to possess enough divine power to make such things possible.

He must have just been a genius.

It was natural in a way for one person with extraordinary abilities to appear each century.

He himself was such an existence, after all.

After passing countless bookshelves, Peyden stopped in what appeared to be empty air.

But Theodor was already seeing through what lay within.

Theodor barely suppressed the hollow laugh that threatened to escape his face.

Certainly, if someone possessing that level of divine power had faced demons, it would be reasonable to think divine power was the demons’ weakness.

Impressive.

For the first time, he felt awe toward a human.

Peyden reached his hand into the empty air.

And when he raised his hand again, he was holding a single book.

“This one book contains all the information about the rifts.”

“I see.”

It was clearly a lie.

Theodor’s eyes could already see it.

The countless bookshelves behind there and all the sealed documents.

But Peyden, unaware of this fact, simply opened his mouth.

“How much time do you need?”

“About a day should be sufficient.”

“Understood.”

In this place filled with divine power, things like water and food were unnecessary.

After confirming that Theodor was focused on the book, Peyden went outside.

He had judged that a swordsman like him couldn’t possibly access documents sealed by high-ranking mages.

But after confirming that the presence had disappeared, Theodor closed the book.

Rising from his seat, Theodor slowly began to walk.

And he reached his hand into the empty air.

Unlike Peyden who was granted access, ordinary people couldn’t even see that bookshelf, and even if they could see it, they wouldn’t be able to touch the books.

Even Theodor needed to go through complex procedures to extract a book from that bookshelf.

Breaking the seal itself wasn’t difficult.

But he didn’t want to be caught by Peyden, nor did he want to destroy the history of the Mortal Realm.

Theodor didn’t use magic.

He didn’t call upon power, nor did he provoke the seal.

He simply confirmed what criteria the seal operated on.

What the bookshelf rejected was access by those without authority.

The important thing here wasn’t access, but authority.

Theodor slowly exhaled.

From the moment his existence entered this place, the seal had already recognized him multiple times.

Not as the Demon Lord, but as another being.

A guest permitted by the Grand Chamberlain.

A hero acknowledged by countless priestesses and citizens.

And the father of a child.

Finally, the seal acknowledged him.

His fingertips touching the empty air moved very slowly.

The light in the closed room where wind couldn’t exist flickered.

And when the light returned to its original place, a single book had naturally come to rest in Theodor’s hand.

Before Theodor, nothing was still visible.

The seal remained perfect.

As if nothing had happened.

Theodor opened the book.

There was far too much information he needed to find.

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