The Youngest Member Filming a Parenting Show is Adorable - Chapter 253

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Part 2, Episode 60 (253)
– Unlike that one, you don’t carry the scent of death about you.
Though I nearly died because of you just moments ago…!
I swallowed those words and looked up at the creature alongside Rasifer.
Ssshhh—
Eyes far larger than my own body, deep opal in hue, blinked slowly toward us.
That gaze fixed precisely on Pir cradled in my arms.
– A noble human indeed. To cradle the last descendant of our bloodline. I apologize for attacking in error.
Moments ago, terror had run through my spine, but the presence emanating now felt different.
An ancient wisdom cradling the origin of all things.
A being that had commanded reverence even in ages long past.
The Dragon treated us with composure. More than ninety percent of this sudden shift in demeanor was surely due to this egg.
The egg in my arms trembled with what seemed like joy, its vibrations traveling through my skin to drum against my heart.
It was a tremor as though something long awaited since ancient times was awakening.
“Are you the Opal Dragon…?”
The colossal being nodded slowly. With that single motion, the air scattered, and the mana around us rippled faintly.
– Yes. I should have entered eternal slumber long ago. Yet by some means, that one dragged me to this place and bound me in chains. A shame beyond measure.
The voice remained serene, yet hidden within it flowed suppressed resentment and sorrow.
After a moment of seeming contemplation, the Dragon turned its gaze to Rasifer.
– You… resemble that one. Yet a crucial aspect differs. What sets you apart is this child beside you.
“Yes, that is so. I apologize on behalf of my Father.”
Rasifer stood straight and bowed deeply.
In that posture lay both sincere apology and reverence.
– You have come to free me. I accept your apology for the sins of your bloodline.
The ancient Dragon closed its eyes as if weary.
As those massive lids descended, even the wind flowing around us seemed to still.
For a moment, heavy silence settled.
Then the Dragon opened its eyes once more. That gaze burned with piercing clarity.
– Our race’s last descendant holds affection for you. I am grateful. Raise them well henceforth. A child blessed by the Spirit King.
“I will, Dragon…”
– I shall bestow upon you the Dragon’s blessing. You already bear many blessings, it seems… yet one more shall not weigh heavily.
With those words, the Dragon’s massive wings began to unfold slowly.
Though the chains prevented full extension, the Dragon spread its wings as far as it could and plucked a single scale, offering it to me.
Fluttering softly like a snowflake, the scale descended gently before me, radiating a tender light. That luminescence split the void and lingered upon my forehead as though inscribing a seal.
In that instant, my entire body ignited with heat.
An immense vital force was seeping into me.
Soon after, the Dragon spoke slowly to Rasifer as well.
– You shall ‘use’ me. You understand what I mean. I ‘permit’ it.
“…!”
Rasifer trembled as though struck by lightning.
His lips pressed firmly shut as he struggled to suppress his emotions, yet the overwhelming joy spilling forth could not be concealed.
“Then… I shall release the restraints.”
Rasifer, his fists clenched tight, stepped forward while struggling to contain his excitement.
Light erupted across his entire body as countless golden magic circles materialized around him.
The ancient dragon fixed his weary gaze upon the egg and murmured softly.
– Child, perhaps I was drawn to this place for the sake of meeting you. When I think of it that way, I feel no great shame.
Clang!
The thick iron chains that had bound the dragon’s massive body fell to the ground.
The moment he was freed from the final chain—
The enormous dragon dissolved in an instant.
As his colossal form crumbled away in radiance, returning to the primordial ‘power’ itself, I felt a peculiar sadness wash over me.
For reasons I couldn’t explain, my heart felt heavy.
[The Flame Spirit King Flammeus says this is natural.]
[A dragon who has lived long is nature itself. That is why you feel this sorrow. Just as one cannot help but feel regret watching tens of thousands of trees perish in a wildfire, so too is this emptiness—the sense that something which was always there is now gone.]
I see.
I nodded at the Flame Spirit King’s explanation.
“….”
What remained where the dragon had fallen was a sphere glowing with the same jade-blue hue as the dragon’s eyes I had seen before.
A sphere encircled by hundreds of rings.
Rasifer’s murmur revealed what it was.
“…A Dragon Heart.”
Fireworks erupted within the widely opened gem setting.
In truth, Rasifer’s heart was now pounding wildly.
‘With this, I can draw one step closer to the truth of the world.’
Moreover, I could surpass Father.
Right now, compared to Father, I was certainly lacking in experience, wisdom, and madness.
That difference might well determine victory or defeat.
If I lose, Superti will be hurt.
How relentlessly had I driven and pressured myself with such thoughts.
I had to constantly struggle to hide this version of myself, worn thin by sensitivity.
‘Even if I cannot fully digest this, I must take it now.’
On the next floor, I might face Father directly. I had set up several defenses, but whether I could actually defeat him remained uncertain.
The calculations simply did not yield a guaranteed victory.
‘He likely intended to use the Opal Dragon’s rage to prevent anyone from reaching the Top Floor.’
He could never have anticipated that I would search the entire world to find the Opal Dragon’s egg.
Of course, finding that egg was not something I had planned with such foresight in mind… but fortune has always flowed through Laximon since ancient times.
This too must be an example of such fortune.
“Shu, I am about to claim the Dragon Heart now. No matter what happens to me, do not be alarmed. It will be fine.”
“Okay, I understand.”
Having given Superti his warning, he reached out his hand toward the Dragon Heart, which resembled a celestial body.
Anyone who hasn’t received permission from Diagon will have their very soul consumed by flames and cease to exist.
‘Become mine.’
In that instant, my vision flooded with white light.
An entire world was pouring into him.
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While Rasifer absorbed the Dragon Heart, I unfolded the map to check where everyone was positioned.
‘Maximilian is on Floor 5. The rest are on Floor 6.’
We had to hurry.
So the original plan was this.
Create two versions of Superti Fasayen and execute a simultaneous feint attack on both towers.
First, the Tower of Paradise Team would rapidly break through the tower and reach Floor 5.
Once we confirmed Kaiser Laximan’s location, we’d guide him toward the Tower of Hell or keep him there. Since he desired Superti Fasayen, he’d go to whichever version seemed more authentic.
‘To deceive him properly, I divided the cards and even assigned the high-ranking air spirit to Vanilla.’
If possible, the Tower of Hell Team would keep Kaiser Laximan occupied.
And in the meantime, they would rescue Diolrose.
Finally, Rasifer would face Kaiser Laximan.
I wasn’t sure if it would work out as planned, but there was nothing else to do. There was no better method available.
‘It was impossible to disguise Mint Belarion as Rasifer.’
After all, she didn’t know how to use magic.
So as a backup, I positioned my older brother Mikard beside Vanilla. I thought that might fool him.
‘I can only hope the powerful confusion magic Rasifer cast proves useful.’
When Rasifer entered this tower, he had cast an intricate spell on himself so that everyone except me and Blake would perceive him differently.
‘Father will know I entered the tower anyway. If I can’t disguise myself, the next best thing is to keep him from knowing which tower I’m in or which Superti I’m beside.’
The fact that we hadn’t encountered Kaiser Laximan yet suggested the plan was working—or perhaps it wasn’t.
“…Sister, the hero has come to rescue you.”
This was a promise I’d made when she was still a child.
I had sworn that if Sister ever faced danger, I would become her hero.
That single promise still lay deeply embedded in my heart.
‘Please… please let no one die.’

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