The Life of a Wise Cult Leader - Chapter 190

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Chapter 190

In the midst of training to transcend humanity, during a very brief break, I found myself facing Luan in this situation.

“So, who is this kid?”

Luan hesitated and buried his head in my arms while covering his lower face with a blanket.

Since he still can’t speak well, he probably doesn’t want that to be discovered. He’s quite shy indeed. He should have lived shamelessly like me.

Seeing this, Celestia became furious.

“Ah! How unfair, only he gets to be held!”

Was that the problem?

Professor Ellara, who had followed behind, scratched the back of her head with a grin. The fancy glasses I had made for her sparkled as they caught the light.

“Please understand, Student Celestia! Right now, this child is no different from a newborn. It’s natural for a newborn to be held in their parent’s arms, isn’t it?”

“Was he really the Savior’s child…?”

“Wow.”

Don’t be amazed, Erendor.

Celestia, covering her mouth, asked.

“When did you get married?”

“I gave birth alone.”

If I kept my mouth shut like this, misunderstandings would spread. However, I didn’t particularly want to open my mouth either.

Especially if I used that solemn, strict, serious tone full of filtering in front of Luan, who knows my true personality…

Ah… I’d die of embarrassment…

Well, anyway, I could say I chose the former between ‘being misunderstood vs. having my friend hear me talk like a concept character.’

“Ah! You’re leaving! Can’t you just answer and then go! Please! I’m so curious!”

“If you’re curious, how about directly transcending humanity, attaining the status of a sage, and discovering all things yourself? Haha.”

Celestia looked at Professor Ellara with a face that wanted to hit her.

I walked away and found an empty classroom to create a room for Luan. As expected, the power of creation was useful in many ways, and a room for Luan was quickly completed.

-‘I’m sorry, but I’m really not a newborn.’

He was looking at me with that expression, but I had no intention of remaking the room.

Soon the door burst open. It was Yelena with a tired face.

“…!”

Yelena couldn’t speak and just gaped.

Well, she’s been training with her limbs and torso being cut off, so that’s understandable.

“Was he really the Ascetic’s baby…?”

Luan, tightly wrapped in the blanket, shook his head vigorously to indicate that wasn’t the case. Yelena kept alternating between staring at Luan and looking at me.

“No matter what, you look too similar.”

But if we’re being technical, is he my child…? Anyway, it’s a body base made by mixing my blood with various things, plus a half-separated ego…

Never mind, I don’t want to delve any deeper into the secret of his birth… Most importantly, if the person involved says no, then it’s no.

“Really… Wow… How could you not tell us such an important fact before leaving?”

Yelena looked at me with a subtly frowning expression. I was quite flustered.

Wait, didn’t you find me quite intimidating? No matter how much I became a god and tried to approach you all in a friendly way, didn’t you still find me intimidating?

It seems like the divine authority and atmosphere have plummeted just because Luan appeared?

Luan looks quite troubled. No, I could feel that he was feeling troubled.

I pushed Yelena out the door.

I could sense that kids who had heard the rumors had gathered outside. Even Kalebrin was somehow there, peeking around curiously.

I deliberately made a training ground and created training processes to send them to gain experience and transcend, but what’s this about everyone except Harmony gathering together like this to see some hidden son?

I created clothes for Luan and gave them to him. Luan hesitantly put on the clothes. I was watching him get dressed when I suddenly realized and turned around.

“Since you have many family members who are favorable toward your birth, I think this is also a blessing, but I will respect your wishes.”

I just had a serious lack of human sensitivity… I need to be careful. People don’t like it when you stare at them getting dressed.

Just because Luan and I were separated, I forgot something like this. I’m newly realizing that the system’s authority not only provides filtering but also guards the last bastion of my humanity.

I personally adjusted the clothes of Luan, who had clumsily finished dressing, and put shoes on him too.

He seems to keep stumbling because he hasn’t adapted to his new body yet. I sent Ife down to Luan.

“Ife will stay with you for a while.”

However, even after being separated from Luan, the filtering remained intact.

“Um, I… I’m fine. I also… wanted to see family.”

{This one’s completely a baby!}

Ife hissed and licked Luan’s cheek. Luan fluttered his black eyelashes, feeling ticklish.

“But, but. I want to see them after I grow up a little more and can speak better.”

“Wouldn’t you improve by talking with other people more? You don’t need to be embarrassed. You know our family members aren’t the type to mock you just because your speech is clumsy.”

“Yes…”

Luan, speaking with his inner voice, was similar to a polite young man with respectful speech.

He’s sharper and more sensitive than Eon from before, but seems similarly innocent.

Gretchin and Luan. The two seemed like they could become good friends.

I thought of Eon as a friend but ultimately led him to destruction… It would be better for Luan to be by Gretchin’s side rather than me.

I attached Ife just in case, so he’ll handle things when necessary.

When I opened the door, those who had been leaning against it almost tumbled over. Those who overcame gravity with their superhuman physical abilities had bright, sparkling eyes.

Kalebrin kept glancing behind me.

I stepped back one pace, revealing Luan who had been hiding behind me.

“Come, greet them. These are your new family members.”

Luan stepped forward hesitantly while tightly gripping my hem.

Perhaps finding some comfort in Ife wrapped around his neck, he was touching Ife’s scales with his pale hands.

Silver eyes revealed between his black hair rolled around, scanning the crowd gathered outside the door.

Silence.

A very brief silence passed. Then a bomb exploded.

“Wow! He really looks exactly the same!”

Celestia shouted while covering her mouth.

“How can he look so… there’s no need for a genetic test, is there?”

Of course. Because I made him with my genes.

“He’s just a miniature version of the Savior! No, his eyes are a bit sharper… did he take after his mother?”

Mother, you say. His mother is Professor Ellara (technically) and me (genetically). If we’re being precise, I was hermaphroditic… No, let’s stop thinking about this.

Everyone noisily surrounded Luan and chattered away. Luan still kept his mouth tightly shut like a clam.

Professor Ellara spoke up.

“How about we feed the child something first? Of course, we’ll have to give him porridge.”

“Come to think of it, he hasn’t eaten anything until now, right? Oh my. He really should eat something.”

“I heard he still can’t walk well, don’t we need some assistive devices? We can’t carry him around forever. Hey, mage. Do something.”

Professor Ellara shrugged her shoulders.

“I’m a researcher and mage, not an engineer.”

Why are they looking for others when a god is right here?

Flash-

Along with a burst of light, a wheelchair and crutches perfectly fitted to Luan’s body were created out of thin air.

“What’s that?”

Those familiar with crutches but unfamiliar with wheelchairs looked puzzled. Professor Ellara explained the wheelchair.

“How interesting.”

Gretchin, who had been quietly maintaining silence like Luan, stepped forward hesitantly.

“Would… would you like to ride the wheelchair?”

Luan shook his head. He seemed to want to walk around with crutches.

It’s already a miracle that he can hold up his waist and neck like this just a few hours after being born, but his heart is quite impatient.

Still, I didn’t stop him. If he wants to walk…

Luan eventually tried to use the crutches but almost took a refreshing tumble to the floor, and Celestia caught him with magic.

“Well… you should just use the wheelchair for at least two days…”

Luan made a slightly tearful face and nodded. Gretchin tried to lift Luan but failed.

Erendor looked around the group, sighed, and easily lifted Luan to move him to the wheelchair. Gretchin rolled the wheelchair around.

“But was that room originally like that?”

“It seems like the Savior has decorated it?”

“But making everything from ceiling to floor all soft and cushiony is a bit… Don’t you think so…?”

“Isn’t it good since we won’t get hurt?”

“I suppose…?”

They bustled together to cook.

Even though time was short, I judged that this much rest wouldn’t be bad, so I waited for them to cook. Constantly running wasn’t good either…

They quickly whipped up a dish. It was a kind of stew they made with consideration for Luan, who could only eat rice porridge.

Everyone gathered closely around the large dining table. Normally they would have eaten separately and dispersed, but today had the atmosphere of a welcoming party and dinner for their ‘new family member.’

Of course, Luan was the center of that attention.

“Come on, say ‘ah.’ Be careful since it’s hot.”

Yelena blew on the rice porridge and held out a spoon. Celestia was tearing bread into small pieces, and Gretchin was standing by with a water glass.

It was a scene of overprotection.

Luan looked bewildered and just rolled his eyes around. Being treated like a baby when his hands were perfectly fine seemed quite uncomfortable for him.

Clatter.

“…?”

A large bowl of steaming stew was placed in front of me.

“? You should eat too, Savior.”

Could this be considered an offering? In any case, it wasn’t bad. It filled some empty feeling inside me.

“Why aren’t you eating?”

“The warmth you all share is my feast, so I have already eaten my fill.”

“…?”

“What do you mean?”

They didn’t seem to understand. I looked steadily at Cardil.

Cardil, who had been blankly scooping up stew, sighed and interpreted my words.

“He means he received it as an offering and ate it.”

“Ah.”

I could understand why gods have dedicated priests.

“As expected! Since you’re a god, offering tribute is the best way. Then what kind of offerings do you prefer, and the effects according to those offerings, and what happens right after receiving them should also be analyzed-“

“He says not to do that.”

I hadn’t said anything, but Cardil cut her off decisively. However, Professor Ellara was the type who would do it anyway even when the current era’s Archmage repeatedly told her not to, so she would eventually uncover all the secrets of my physical form.

Ah, has she already done that? Anyway, those who pursue truth…

A warm atmosphere at the dinner table. Bustling and lively. It felt good. These were things I had never experienced in my lifetime. A sense of fulfillment welled up.

Luan probably felt similarly, and everyone here would feel the same.

Those with nowhere to go had gathered together to form a family, so they all seemed satisfied with each other. I would have to return to the divine realm soon, so this would be the last time.

“…”

Suddenly, I had a premonition that this peace wouldn’t last forever, and the weight of the trials soon to come felt like the calm before a storm.

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