The Youngest Member Filming a Parenting Show is Adorable - Chapter 252

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Part 2, Chapter 59 (252)
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Hell’s Tower 6th Floor.
In the darkness where no sunlight penetrated, only a sickly blue flame flickered with an eerie, undulating glow.
The blue light illuminated enormous glass tubes, each containing specimens of human experimentation—a person with arms sprouting from their mouth, another with a head attached where legs should be, someone with a twisted spine—all contributing to an atmosphere of profound unease.
“This one is unusable. Dispose of it.”
Within this nightmarish chamber, a young man remained absorbed in his experiments.
His hair was long and beautiful as golden thread spun from honey.
Sharp, angular features that complemented eyes holding a somewhat sinister gleam.
Once merely a boy not long ago, he had grown rapidly and now appeared to be around eighteen years old.
He had proven through his own body as a test subject that even a ‘manufactured’ form could grow.
The only problem was that he possessed just one such body.
He wanted to create more so that if this one were destroyed, he could transfer to another—but it proved far more difficult than theory suggested.
“Bring the next one.”
“Yes, my god.”
Like most pseudo-religions, this young man was also called a god.
The one difference was that he had never once called himself a god.
Unless one were an alchemist, perhaps.
Furthermore, he harbored no interest in how others perceived or addressed him.
He found it convenient that if they believed him divine, they would naturally become obedient materials and servants.
“Pardon me, my god. What shall we do about the intruder? They have already reached Floor 5…”
“Leave them be. The one I desire is simply coming.”
He casually discarded the robe he wore, tossing it to his subordinate.
Though he did not even glance at them, the Fallen Elf—whose eyes had turned black even in the whites—respectfully received the garment with both hands.
‘I should prepare to receive them soon.’
I had anticipated they would break through the obstacles I had arranged and reach this place.
It would have been easier if they had fallen along the way… but with my son involved, they would surely succeed.
Evil.
As I traced my hand across the wall, several figures appeared before me.
Rasipherd’s magical skills had improved considerably, making it difficult to discern which form he had taken at a glance—but he was certainly among them.
There was no way Laximon would send his Companion into danger alone.
“Not much time remains now, my love.”
If you knew the lengths to which I have gone because I love you, would you furrow that beautiful brow?
But that hardly matters.
Anger and curses would have been preferable.
To anything but becoming a withered, dead flower.
“I will not make mistakes. I cannot do this twice.”
A regret that utterly clashed with Kaiser Laximon’s youthful appearance flickered across his face.
But only for a moment.
Soon, he stood before the door with an expressionless face.
Children who had never experienced despair were pouring in.
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Meanwhile, Superti and Rasifer stared at the gate before them, their throats dry with tension.
The stone gate carved with a colossal dragon was more magnificent than any gate we had seen before.
The problem wasn’t just that it looked so heavy we wondered if it could even be opened, but the aura emanating from within was so formidable that even taking a single step forward seemed impossible.
“So there really is a dragon.”
“Right. Where did they even kidnap it from? They’ve got some impressive skills.”
Rasifer spoke with biting sarcasm, then gripped my hand tightly.
“From now on, I’m going to cast a powerful protective spell on you. No matter what happens, I’ll protect you. Don’t worry.”
“Okay, I trust you.”
If I couldn’t pass through this gate, I couldn’t reach the final floor.
Then I couldn’t save Sister Diolrose, and my family would be in danger. Beyond that, the entire nation would be destroyed.
I simply couldn’t allow that to happen.
“Just in case, let me carry Pir.”
After casting the protective spell on me, Rasifer retrieved the Opal Dragon egg from the subspace and placed it in my arms.
The egg, which seemed to have grown slightly larger, now gleamed even more brilliantly—and remarkably, it was wriggling and moving.
“It must sense that its kin is inside, Pir.”
“Dragons can sense other dragons’ mana after all.”
The man I saw in my dream was a hallucination. The image from that dream must have been false too.
My dream had simply been a premonition of the illusions I would encounter within this tower.
But I truly, desperately hoped that when all of this ended, Pir would be born.
“Let’s go now.”
Rasifer opened the gate with magic. Instantly, a surge of mana so violent it made my body stagger engulfed me.
Fortunately, the protective barrier allowed me to endure it, but even so, such overwhelming pressure filled the entire space that breathing became difficult.
“Since I was young, I’ve never been afraid of anything, Pel. But now… it’s different.”
“It’s okay. It’s a dragon. A real dragon is inside, so this reaction is natural.”
“Yeah.”
I can do this.
I can go forward.
The moment I suppressed my instinctive fear and took a step, crossing through the gate.
In the briefest instant, just as the path back disappeared.
My vision turned white.
“…!”
ROOOAAARRR!
I couldn’t even comprehend what was happening.
CRASH!
I heard the sound of Rasifer’s protective barrier shattering.
At the same moment, the Spirit King card I held erupted with blinding light, and two Spirit Kings appeared simultaneously, blocking our path.
‘It’s powerful enough that both the Emotion Spirit King and the Fate Spirit King must block it together.’
I had read about this in books.
This must be Breath.
A single exhalation possessed enough magical power to annihilate an entire nation.
The mere fact that I could stand before it was extraordinary.
[Breath can be unleashed consecutively. Block the next one with the egg.]
As the Fate Spirit King’s counsel echoed in my ears, I thrust Pir forward with all my might.
In nearly the same instant that Rasifer’s golden barrier materialized around us once more, Breath erupted again.
‘I’m being engulfed.’
I could see nothing, hear nothing.
The Opal Dragon’s egg grew increasingly scorching as it absorbed the force.
When my grip faltered under the unbearable heat, a hand came to my aid.
Naturally, it was Rasifer.
“Just a little longer.”
Rasifer’s golden hair surged upward, crackling like lightning. His wide eyes gleamed with radiance.
Within those jewel-like eyes that sparkled as if cradling stars, curiosity burned far brighter than fear.
‘Yes, with Rasifer here, everything will be fine.’
Crash!!
The barrier shattered once more. Fortunately, the secondary and tertiary barriers he had layered beneath it remained intact, sparing us from injury.
“We can keep going. It’s alright.”
Holding the egg together, Rasifer cradled me in his arms as he advanced. I stumbled forward in rhythm with his steps.
One step, then another.
Moving forward without knowing where the dragon even was, trusting only in him—remarkably, it wasn’t frightening at all.
Minutes passed, or perhaps hours.
Objectively, not much time had elapsed, but subjectively it felt like an eternity.
The Breath finally ceased, and I collapsed into exhaustion, cradling the scorching egg.
“Thank you. Thank you, Pir.”
I survived because of you.
The Fate Spirit King hadn’t elaborated, but surely Pir had consumed the magical power.
An infant dragon requires the parent dragon’s magic to awaken, after all.
Pir’s shell, now noticeably heavier, gleamed with a lustrous sheen.
“Fly.”
Beside me, Rasifer withdrew the fairy queen’s wing dust and scattered it.
Though he merely tossed it into the air, the luminous particles shot forward like an arrow toward their destination.
Upward. So far above that I had to crane my neck and still look for an eternity.
As I lifted my gaze to follow, my mouth fell open.
“…It’s enormous.”
I was certain the old fairy tales about receiving a great dragon contained some formal greeting, yet what escaped my lips was merely this brief observation.
Enormous.
Truly, genuinely enormous.
The ‘presence’ that had been snorting indignantly inhaled the dust, then promptly collapsed.
Boom!
As if an earthquake had struck, everything around me trembled violently, and then, after what felt like an eternity had passed.
A composed voice resonated at my ear.

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