The Youngest Hides a Lot - Chapter 249

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Chapter 249
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Leviathan stared blankly ahead before shoving his face toward the Adjutant beside him.
“That’s an order. Slap my cheek.”
“Sir?”
“I suspect I’m dreaming right now.”
“With all due respect, I must refuse that command.”
The Adjutant defied his delusional commander and turned to face the incoming assault from the Mages in the distance.
They were near the Fortress close to the Royal Capital.
Offensive spells rained down from above while a legion of clay golems charged from the front.
“Father, shouldn’t we advance?”
Void asked while spinning his blade in wide arcs.
“That beast of a man just took my daughter, and you’re asking when we should advance?”
“What? Then why are we still here?”
Void’s face twisted in fury as he charged forward. Leviathan watched his reliable second son’s retreating figure, then casually cleaved through a monster lunging at him.
“I shall retrieve Rubian, Duke Zebert.”
What is this. That bastard Kalid.
His eyes gleamed with far too much confidence.
He hadn’t even appeared here.
“Where exactly did he take her?”
“Leviathan, stop fantasizing and advance.”
Just then, Rosetta tapped his shoulder.
“And look ahead.”
In that moment, Leviathan spotted a flickering blue magical aura before him.
It transformed into a small bluebird, dropped a letter into his hand, and vanished.
【 Father, Kalid and I are getting along wonderfully! The magical formation seemed to malfunction and we arrived in the Palace Underground, but I’ll escape soon, so don’t worry and I’ll see you at the Royal Palace! 】
“Rosetta, we have a serious problem.”
Crash. Leviathan groaned as if the world were collapsing.
“My daughter has such poor manners….”
“My goodness.”
“When she causes trouble, it’s always like this.”
Rosetta, who had been peeking at the letter beside him, also went rigid.
“This is…. truly serious.”
“What? Father? What on earth are Kalid and she doing?”
“The situation is grave. Let’s go quickly. We need to rescue our princess.”
Rosetta gripped her quiver tightly.
At that moment, the fortress gates, which had been firmly shut, swung wide open.
Combat Mages poured out, creating an even larger standoff than before.
Then, Ballock, who had been quietly listening from behind while barely containing his rage, swung his greatsword in wide arcs.
The Old Master, his expression grave, gazed at the incoming Mages and spoke.
“Sigh… I suppose there’s no helping it. My son, leave these wretches to me…”
“Yes. Then I’ll use Father as a stepping stone and advance.”
Leviathan answered promptly, seizing Liam by the scruff of his neck just as he was about to dash forward.
“Ha, that bastard. Most people would at least feign reluctance once, wouldn’t they?”
“There’s no time for that. Hold the line until Leon arrives. I’m going.”
Ballock watched Leviathan’s retreating figure as he surged toward the Royal Palace like a tempest, his expression darkening.
“Does that bastard think everything hinges on raising his son well?”
I’m finished! I’ve truly made a catastrophic blunder!
“Attack! The enemy is just an old man!”
Ballock drew a deep breath as the swarm of enemies bore down upon him.
“Show respect to an old man…”
“Kyaaaah!”
“Respect your elders!”
“The old man is attacking! Retreat!”
A single furious slash sent mages and monsters tumbling down like autumn leaves.
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Smack! Smack!
I pounded relentlessly against those broad shoulders.
“Evil spirit, begone! Exorcise! Purify! Banish!”
Of course, the stare I received was utterly bewildered.
“As if that accomplishes anything.”
“I don’t care. Give my friend back!”
Then the man laughed.
“I’m right here. You’re treating me as if I were a completely different person. I merely acknowledged and accepted a power I had forgotten.”
“What are you talking about! Kalid doesn’t use speech patterns like ‘fellow’ or ‘indeed’! Exorcise! Banish! Out! Ptui ptui!”
“Enough. Don’t spit.”
If I had my way, I’d be jingling bells at him.
“What? You’re saying you possess the power of the First Mage King that Kalid held…? What? What did you say?”
“Stop pretending you don’t understand when you’ve already figured it out.”
‘I don’t want to understand!’
The man was now sitting cross-legged on the floor, gazing up at me as I sat on the sofa.
That posture, that expressionless face—everything about him screamed Kalid.
I was beginning to suspect that Kalid was simply toying with me all along.
“…Seriously? The Dragon God? That fire-breathing lizard thing?”
“It’s not a lizard. How dare you speak so casually of an ancient divine beast…”
“Wait. I’m still not fully shocked. So this situation right now… you’re possessing Kalid’s body? Forgive my rudeness, but didn’t you already pass away long ago? If that’s the case, then you’re a…”
“A?”
“Um. You’re quite perceptive. How did you know I’m afraid of ghosts? Say, if you have any spare hands from Kalid, could I borrow one for a moment?”
“That’s a creative way to ask for a hand to hold.”
The man spoke coldly and turned away from me. I lowered my suspended hand and understood.
The man said I was no different from a blade, but to me, he was not.
‘A blade doesn’t look at me with eyes that piercing.’
I carefully retraced the situation in my mind.
‘The power I’m sensing from Kalid’s body right now is that mysterious force I felt from him before….’
So it was the First Mage King’s magical power.
‘Did the power that had been dormant all this time awaken in response to Arcadia’s mana, suppressing Kalid’s own mana? Is that why his consciousness suddenly burst forth?’
What kind of absurd situation is this?
But….
Then what about the Kalid I know?
“The soul of this creature you knew is, so to speak, in a state of slumber. Gods originally have no souls.”
“…Do ghosts have mind-reading abilities too?”
“Anyone could tell with eyes burning like that.”
“….”
“He foolishly exhausted his power in last night’s battle, so his mana ran dry quickly. Or perhaps…. He may have deliberately withdrawn.”
“That…. What do you mean?”
“It means this creature deemed it the safest path for you to achieve your goal without getting hurt.”
I found myself unable to speak.
“It’s also around the time he began to realize he couldn’t control my power…. And he likely judged that my strength would be more efficient in eliminating enemies in this place.”
“So right now….”
My lips trembled as I spoke.
“You’re saying he pushed his ancestor grandfather into a fight and is sleeping soundly himself?”
“….”
The man’s expression showed slight exasperation.
Regardless, I bit my lip hard. I was trying to appear composed, but truthfully, I was half in a state of panic.
No one had ever taught me what to do when meeting a childhood friend whose body had been stolen by an ancestor who appeared out of nowhere.
‘Did Kalid really intentionally awaken that power?’
Why?
He had always threatened that he would be the one to sever the Mage King’s neck.
No matter how much I thought about it, I couldn’t understand.
Since when had Kalid noticed the existence of this power, and decided he needed to oppose it?
‘What have you been hiding alone all this time?’
And why didn’t you tell me the truth?
I had no idea.
“Enough. Get up if you can walk. You’ve already been attending to me. The remnants of consciousness in this body are damnably bothersome….”
“….”
A voice dripping with coldness commanded me.
I glared at the broad back crossing the room. I tried to communicate with Kalid by gently touching my earlobe, but felt no connection whatsoever.
So in this place.
‘The magical power of the Kalid I know is nowhere to be found.’
I deliberately tied my shoelaces slowly, biting my lip hard.
What do I do?
Just then, a thick forearm suddenly entered my field of vision along with a final sigh. He quickly tied my shoelaces in my stead.
“You really do have a talent for getting under my skin….”
Only after fashioning a pretty ribbon did the man gaze down at his own hands as though bewildered.
“…Is this bastard really trying to become your Attendant? How do you serve so unconsciously?”
“….”
“And you’re even delighted about it like some deviant.”
“What did you say?”
The man stared at me quietly before muttering, “That’s enough.”
“Get up.”
“Ugh.”
A groan escaped me unbidden as his grip seized my wrist and pulled me up roughly.
The man’s body stiffened once more.
“My legs are actually throbbing, so please don’t pull so hard.”
This ancestral grandfather of mine is clearly an extraordinarily eccentric type—the sort you’d find ranting on the N-line subway.
I rubbed at my wrist, marked red from the grip. A wave of fear and unease crashed over me at the unfamiliar strength, but—
‘Get a hold of yourself.’
Thanks to that, my scattered wits snapped back into focus.
‘There must be a reason Kalid awakened this power.’
So I needed to sharpen my mind and uncover something—anything.
“How exactly did your power end up inside Kalid’s body?”
I straightened my posture and spoke to the man, who seemed oddly restless, with the clearest voice I could muster.
“Why reveal yourself now? And where exactly is this place?”
At my questions, the air surrounding the man transformed entirely.
He gazed at me with both arms hanging loosely, his eyes shimmering with an eerie luminescence.
“You truly remember nothing at all.”
“What on earth….”
Whoosh. In an instant, all the light around us extinguished.
“Let me answer your final question first.”
Standing alone in the pitch darkness, I felt an overwhelming, unfamiliar presence envelop my entire being.
“This place is my Castle, which I built and crafted myself.”
It no longer sounded like Kalid’s voice.
A voice rough as if scraping against the ears, mingled with scorching breath.
Just as I was about to respond, a blast of heat suddenly seared across my face.
“My true paradise, where I gathered all the wonderful things in this world to gift to you.”
And then those chillingly vivid grey eyes met mine. A crushing pressure, like a merciless storm of force, bore down upon my entire body.
“Ugh….”
“You ask why I reveal myself now?”
“I can’t… breathe….”
“Because you were born in this place, Wistal.”
“It’s… not the Goddess.”
A scoff escaped, dripping with mockery.
“The Goddess has already vanished, hasn’t she? No matter how fiercely you two fought, at least keep up with current events. Between peers of the same age…”
“You’re lying. I can feel your power so distinctly.”
Someone wrapped their arms around my waist with a rough, possessive grip.
“Ah, wait…”
“I’ve endured an eternity waiting to meet you. I cannot allow you to flee any longer.”
“Tch, what nonsense. You mad old fool…”
A low vibration resonated from where our bodies pressed together. The man seemed to be laughing softly.
“If you insist on pretending not to know, then I’ll show you directly.”
I felt his hands cup my cheeks firmly. His breath drew near, and our foreheads touched.
“Then you’ll remember, whether you wish to or not.”
As magical power flooded into me unilaterally, I squeezed my eyes shut.

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