"This ?"
The man asked quietly, looking at the boy.
The "Emperor" boy bowed.
"I brought you the lost prince" long navy blue hair was tied in neatly.
"Huh?" The person whom he had called the emperor turned his eyes to the 'false prince'. It was relevant because that rumor was never true.
Purple eyes and blond hair.
He took a few steps forward, feeling the boy's body tense as he progressed. He was shaking. He's pretty cowardly for a normal kid.
But why were his eyes so opposite? The feeling of indifference was completely devastated. Those eyes are so pale they would turn black.
He was surprised. He wasn't supposed to be a blonde-haired person outside the imperial family. Who was it?
Especially if purple eyes were even rarer.
Afeng looked at 'father and son' with a slight nervousness. This is a historic encounter!
After thinking for a long time, Afeng realized that it was inappropriate to hide this lost prince.
First, the emperor was the greatest power and it was hard to avoid.
Secondly, he was thinking of catching the ringleader of the snake using this prince.
And the result of that was here now.
He was slightly relieved when he saw the imperial interest.
"Okay, escort him to his room"
Afeng gasped.
False...
It's going wrong!
Wasn't the Emperor longing for his lost son? So no, no...
It was an order given to an ordinary maid in the room rather than her personal maid. The Emperor's indifferent tone, his indifference. Couldn't be more clear.
He couldn't understand.
He looked behind the boy, not even hoping. His family…was this how his family treated him?
He was shaken by a sudden headache, his eyes darkened. Couldn't he have made a wrong move?
Unfortunately, after coming here, there was really nothing that could be done.
***
"Oh, that illegitimate boy!"
Humiliation and contempt increased with the child's cowardice and silence. Afeng, who, with the Emperor's permission, managed to stay as a servant by his side, had bitterly experienced that he had made a mistake from the first day.
However, strategies in war can sometimes be useless in real life.
She was silent and could not argue, they are the noble princes and princesses of the royal family.
A desolate wasteland, these were the feelings of his heart. This child has to go through such cruel pain...
His birth was not wanted.
Yet he was persistent.
He insisted on staying alive. Even if he was an enemy, he respected him, he was a powerful enemy. And now...
He was a child.
The persecutions continued to increase exponentially day by day. His mute or inability to speak and his unresponsiveness made him famous for a long time.
'The jester of the royal family.'
Afeng even considered kidnapping the boy. Everything was getting worse, the boy was showing no trace of emotion, as if he were numb. But where can he escape? He was not strong enough to stand alone against an empire. All he could do was to mitigate all the damage as much as possible.
Years passed.
He neither cried nor reacted. Afeng understood…this is how a monster spawn was triggered. He was getting into trouble as he looked after the child and he never left his side as much as he could.
In these few years, even though he was not just a child but an adult, he felt the deepest despair. This empire...
In fact, it was no different from a rotten system. Everything was just a stain on the eyes of the 'popular' like him, no matter how high he rose, still as a plebeian.
Pain, grief, despair...
Silence.
It was only a few years later that Afeng would realize that his thoughts had changed. Shocked to death, she was actually supporting the boy!
Even though he didn't openly admit it, he created such a bond for Huajin...
Afeng this filthy noble system...
This empire...
He wanted to wash it.
By the time he realized his thoughts, it was too late, he was already on Huajin's side. Knowing from the very beginning that she could not trust anyone, she never interrupted her empowerment and education. Now he was even more shaken by this heavy purpose.
His target was not the people, like the insane Huajin. Although the cause of innocent deaths, now considered, was always the result of deliberate manipulation.
Huajin was used by someone else, and they were used by these nobles.
There was no difference.
***
"Here ??"
He wandered aimlessly.
He was killed by that bastard and was not supposed to be reborn. Because that bastard gave his due.
huajin
He was lying on the bed staring blankly at the ceiling.
"Am I in Hell?"
It was supposed to be, but...
It wasn't.
Is there a bed in hell?
He slowly got up and looked around the room in surprise.
"What is this…" She took the pad on the table for her period and sniffed it.
"Uhyy smells a nasty chemical" He threw it on the floor and clapped his hand.
He took a deep breath. He was still alive...
He is Huajin, a great black magician with the ability to reincarnate. Of course, this ability was working with a forbidden spell and only used it for the first time.
But he didn't expect it to work.
Now...
Where is Lian Feng?
He sent her to the past...
Should've killed him, right?
With a sigh of relief, he lay back on the bed. Now he felt happy. There's only one way it won't be used by those idiots, it's dead.
He sent his enemy to the past, what would be the first thing he would do if not kill him? Now that he's dead, he can live comfortably...
"Huh... what is that?"
Spirit...
It was torn apart.
He was missing.
So this is...
Does it mean he's still alive??!?!?
If he died, his soul would be destroyed and he would feel it but it's not!!
He stood up again in distress, biting his teeth, and muttering, "I have to go back..."
***
The soul of people has 4 parts.
Red; It represents strength, mobility, rebellion and excitement.
Blue; stagnation, calmness, shyness, weakness and passivity.
White; is a pure soul, people also call it 'conscience'. It is compassion and dignity.
Green; It is wisdom, gentle and delicate.
There is also a kernel.
This is black.
Black; It could also be called 'delicious'. It is the evil side of people.
These five soul fragments are united by the core. Whichever part is heavy, it determines the personality of the person. But this...
It is seen as an unbelievable legend.
Of course, as a great mage he knew this, and now he felt the presence of his missing soul.
Deep sadness.
The blue part was missing. And he could guess where it was. The child inside was crying.
She was whining and wanted to be consoled.
His heart was aching, he hated it. This is pathetic weakness. He had to come back, he had to come back.
-To be continued-