I Will Try to Save My Dad - Chapter 166

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Chapter 166

I see what others cannot see. I hear what others cannot hear.
Even before the Aubaut Order persuaded my parents to bring me to them at merely six years old, Yuraha already understood that I was special.
‘The power of God flows through my body.’
My world was filled not by my parents, siblings, or friends, but solely by the presence of the Aubaut God.
Everything else besides God was merely creation.
‘This world is wrong.’
That was what I believed.
How could the Order follow laws set by the Emperor? How could humans exist above God?
The Grand Temple of the Aubaut Order stood upon the land of the Heishal Empire—blessed earth cradling a spring touched by divine grace.
If the Order could not leave the Heishal Empire because of this, then the Aubaut Order must rise above all other powers.
‘The Heishal Empire belongs to God.’
At eleven years old, I dreamed of absolute dominion for the Aubaut Religion.
Less than a year after I began my prayers, I received a divine revelation.

Soon, Quartz will lead the Heishal Empire.

I could not believe the contents of the revelation.
Not the Emperor, not the High Priest—but Quartz.
‘The former Grand Master?’
Upon seeing the name Quartz, the first person I recalled was a certain man.
Reytan Quartz Trabel.
The man who spurned sacred selection without realizing its glory.
‘The Trabel Estate….’
There was a story in the Heishal Empire that nine out of ten people agreed upon.
The Heishal Empire could function because of the Igselona Royal Family, the Aubaut Order, and the Trabel Estate.

“Quartz is not a common surname.”

A high priest of the Grand Temple spoke to Yuraha.
Quartz was not originally a surname of the Heishal Empire. Reytan’s mother, Julia Quartz, was the daughter of an immigrant who had left her distant homeland to come to the Heishal Empire.
Julia had passed away, and one of the two sons who inherited her name had also died.
‘The one still alive is Reytan Quartz. He recently returned to the Trabel Estate, didn’t he?’
Reytan was a celebrated figure with many followers. Since several of his followers had persistently investigated his middle name, Yuraha was able to gather information easily through a few connections.
The only Quartz remaining in the Heishal Empire were Reytan and his daughter—two people in total.
‘He’s returning as Grand Master.’
Around that time, Yuraha saw a vision of Reytan arriving at the Grand Temple with his young daughter.

‘Which one is it?’

Yuraha pondered.
The revelation that Quartz would lead the Heishal Empire was divine prophecy. What Yuraha could perceive was a relatively near future. It never exceeded two years, no matter how far. Anything beyond that received answers through revelation.

‘Twenty years from now? Or perhaps ten years, since they said it wouldn’t be long?’

How many years in the future it would be didn’t matter much.
To secure absolute power for the Order, eliminating the Quartz from the revelation would suffice. But which Quartz would lead the Heishal Empire?

“Don’t worry. My father will take care of it.”

It was the day I first met Berry at the Grand Temple.
Berry Quartz was small, weak, and adorable. When Windis, who had been waiting for her previous master, went berserk, I trembled with awe at the god’s magnificent power. That child comforting me, telling me not to worry, was rather endearing and amusing.
At the same time, Yuraha thought.
I should eliminate Reytan Quartz first.
‘A being one wishes to protect is a weakness.’
Reytan, burdened with weakness, would have cracks I could exploit. After I made that decision.

“‘Water! Eight thousand five hundred seventy-three, three hundred twenty-four!'”

The spring that the Aubaut God had bestowed upon humanity. That dried spring had been restored by Berry Quartz. Only Yuraha had witnessed that sight.
A small figure enveloped in brilliant light bursting forth from empty air. I watched that sacred spectacle from behind a bush, holding my breath. My body trembled. More than when I had felt the god’s power through Windis’s rampage.
‘Were you also chosen by the god?’
I wanted to keep her by my side. I wanted to hold her close so she could never leave.
A fierce possessiveness surged within me.
Yuraha wanted to have Berry Quartz. I had even devised a plan to kill Reytan and raise that child alone.
‘I even saw the future where Reytan Quartz died. Success was certain.’
Had Belesa Valenhardt not changed her mind,
Reytan Quartz Trabel would have been dead.

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A speculative article regarding Berry Quartz’s engagement.
I learned of the article’s contents at an all-night tavern with Kane, the eldest grandson of Count Trabel.
Yuraha felt revulsion.
‘How dare they.’
The Igselona Royal Family, who had not even received the blessing of the divine, coveting that child.
‘Not the Emperor.’
Berry Quartz’s partner was undoubtedly that man she spent time with. Theon Phil Voltman. The man destined to become Crown Prince.
At that very moment, Yuraha bit his lip as the possibility he had merely kept open until now became reality.
‘The Quartz who will lead the Heishal Empire.’
The revelation surely spoke of that child who would become Empress. She would become the true power behind the Igselona Royal Family. A threat to the authority of the Aubaut Order.
The one I needed to kill was not Reytan Quartz, but Berry Quartz.
‘There is still time.’
Yet Yuraha could not abandon Berry.
It happened to be a region close to the Imperial Capital. He made his way directly to the Imperial Palace.

“I heard the engagement announcement will be made soon. May I offer congratulations on behalf of the Aubaut God for this meeting of two houses?”

The high priests of the Order who had come to the Imperial Palace to represent the Church vouched for Yuraha’s standing.
It was only natural that the Emperor would welcome the next High Priest with open arms.
‘Between the coronation and the engagement announcement, I can take Berry Quartz in the chaos.’
The power Yuraha possessed was a useful tool. The Emperor, unaware of Yuraha’s schemes, kept him close. Yuraha hid in the exit corridor and gazed at Berry Quartz.
‘How adorable. Like a dressed-up puppy.’
Berry Quartz’s gaze turned toward me.
Yuraha waved his hand at her. Realizing who it was, her already large, round eyes grew even wider.
‘See you later, Berry Quartz.’
Yuraha, his face concealed beneath a deeply drawn hood, smiled. Seeing that child lifted his spirits.
I’ll keep her locked away for life. It doesn’t matter what Berry Quartz thinks. A being blessed by the Aubaut God with special abilities just like me. That alone is—

“Yuraha.”

It was when I had hidden myself deeper in the exit corridor. At the sound of my name, Yuraha turned to the side. His expression showed slight surprise as he looked at the figure before him.
A Berry concealed entirely in a large cloak stood there.
He glanced briefly into the banquet hall. Berry Quartz still sat beside Theon Phil Voltman.
At a glance, it was suspicious. The woman before his eyes was certainly a fake whose appearance had been altered by a potion.

“We need to talk. Follow me.”

It was a trap. Yet even thinking so, I followed after the woman.
It had to be fake. Or perhaps there was a 0.01 percent chance it was real. Why was she calling for me? As I walked through the corridor and exited the Banquet Hall through an entrance unknown to others, Yuraha felt his excitement building, his heart racing with anticipation.
Though she was not Berry Quartz, the mere fact that her shell resembled her so perfectly was enough for him to willingly fall into this trap. The thrill of placing himself in danger. The intrigue of that snare wearing Berry Quartz’s visage.
Before capturing Berry Quartz, it was the perfect amusement.

“How far are we going?”

That is, until she led him deep into the Imperial Palace.
At Yuraha’s question, tinged with slight displeasure, the woman wearing Berry’s form stopped walking.
Then she turned her body around and walked toward Yuraha.

“May the Aubaut God grant you his aid.”

Thud.
Yuraha’s eyes widened.
His abdomen burned with searing heat. As I slowly lowered my head, I watched the white priestly robes I wore stain crimson with blood. A sharp blade had pierced my abdomen.
‘Foolish. An assassin, then.’
The word “foolish” was directed at the assassin. A deep wound that had even damaged my organs.
For others, it would be fatal, but with my holy power, I could heal it cleanly without even a scar.
‘First, stop the bleeding. I can catch that bastard before they escape.’
Yuraha, his expression darkening, glared at the assassin wearing Berry Quartz’s form. The assassin stood brazenly right before him.

….

The moment Yuraha brought his right hand, brimming with holy power, to his abdomen, something hard—not blood-soaked cloth—touched his palm.
Whoooosh—!
There was no time to assess the situation. Windis, infused with Yuraha’s holy power, began to run wild. Wind exploded outward in all directions from where Yuraha stood, a biting gale wrapping around him like a cage. Holy power drained rapidly from Yuraha’s palm through contact with Windis’s hilt.
The thirsty holy sword seemed to gulp down his power voraciously. Yuraha dropped to one knee. The next High Priest wielding the holy sword, the Imperial Palace where the incident occurred, Windis running wild without a master, ….
‘Surely not.’
Cold sweat poured down Yuraha’s face. The assassin looked at him and let out a bitter, bloodstained laugh.
Yuraha broke out in a cold sweat. The assassin looked at him and let out a bitter laugh.

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If Belesa Valenhardt had a plan, then Reytan Quartz Trabel had one too.

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