My Dad, the Demon King, Is a Big Problem-Chapter 104
Crescent had asked Cyrillote to create a potion that could return her father to his original state, but as expected, he refused.
His reason was that the soul of the Demon King, now revived, couldn’t be erased.
It didn’t seem like he was lying.
Even if there were a way to do it, it made sense he wouldn’t share it.
Cyrillote was completely obsessed with the Demon King.
Crescent’s question was met with an immediate response from Cyrillote, who smiled as he spoke.
"I’m here because you’re here, Crescent. You’re the Demon King’s daughter, after all."
"...?"
What is he talking about?
Crescent frowned, genuinely annoyed.
When I was younger, he acted like he had no interest in me, and now that my identity’s been exposed, is he just going to act recklessly?
Just like that, Cyrillote appeared without warning, stirring up her emotions once again.
"Hey, seriously, don’t say that again. It’s disgusting."
Thinking about it, he was the one who had transformed into a child and chased me all the way to the orphanage.
Suddenly, a few words he had said years ago resurfaced in her mind.
“I wanted to know what kind of child the Emperor’s child would be. The most precious life born in the Demon Realm.”
Most precious life, huh...
If there was such a precious life in the Demon Realm, it was her duty to get rid of it before anyone else.
Cyrillote chuckled, almost bitterly, before continuing.
"Don’t you think it might be a good idea to return to the Demon Realm? Here, you’re a commoner, but in the Demon Realm, you’re a princess. Doesn’t it seem much easier to live as a princess?"
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Why is it that everyone around me keeps trying to convince me to go live in the Demon Realm?
Over there, my father was only half of what he once was.
If I were to play the part of a princess in the Demon Realm, the real Demon King wouldn’t just sit back and watch.
Crescent sighed deeply, her frustration building.
"Are you in cahoots with the Duke of Dimensions? Why do you all keep telling me to go to the Demon Realm?"
"Not at all. If you’re going to the Demon Realm with Prima, just stay here, Crescent."
Cyrillote’s face quickly filled with concern.
It seemed that their relationship wasn’t exactly friendly.
Regardless, Crescent exhaled another deep, frustrated sigh, her words full of sincerity.
"You and the Duke of Dimensions... just die already..."
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Several # Nоvеlight # days later, on a morning when the holy knights of the Holy Palace were especially busy, the grandest event in the northern region was taking place.
Today was the day the northern nobility gathered to offer prayers to the god Ammas.
This festival, held only once a year, brought together all the nobles, who dressed in their finest attire, to pray and participate in the sacred day.
With thousands of people expected to attend, most of the holy knights were mobilized to ensure the safety of the crowd.
I, too, was no exception.
What was unusual, though, was that I had been specifically assigned to escort someone.
"Hmm, the 13th room on the third floor?"
I headed to the mansion near the plaza where the prayer ceremony was to be held. This space had been designated for the nobles to wait before the ceremony.
But who exactly would I be escorting?
It seemed that I was the only one among the holy knights who had been singled out for this task. Surely, there had to be a special reason behind it.
As I entered the mansion, I suddenly had a thought.
Could it be Rearwin?
If it was any other noble, I wouldn’t have thought much of it, but if it was Rearwin, perhaps she had requested me personally for the escort. Considering the position of the Pluto Ducal House and her influence, it made sense.
After all, I had been her stepdaughter.
As I began climbing the stairs again, a wave of sadness washed over me.
It had been over a year since I last saw Rearwin.
Occasionally, she would send me letters asking how I was, always expressing how much she missed me.
I always replied to her letters, and sometimes I even sent letters first, but not as frequently as she did.
Just thinking about Rearwin made my chest ache.
But if she had specifically sent for me to escort her...
I miss her, too.
If I had known, I would have brought a gift.
Could this be the moment I would see Rearwin again?
A mix of excitement and a bit of melancholy stirred within me.
I longed to feel the warmth of her presence, but at the same time, I felt unworthy.
Sigh.
With a deep breath, I forced a smile and composed myself.
Finally, I found the 13th room on the third floor and knocked on the door.
My heart fluttered, my chest tightening with anticipation.
"Come in."
A delicate voice responded from inside.
It was the voice of a woman I had never heard before.
Was it Rearwin’s maid?
No, I thought I recognized the voice from somewhere.
Well, it was probably one of the maids I had met before.
Taking a deep breath, I opened the door.
The room was bathed in light.
Someone stood quietly with their hands gently clasped, facing the window.
Her smile was so charming it could make anyone fall in love at first sight.
Her pink hair shimmered as the sunlight reflected off it, and her green eyes reminded me of tender spring leaves.
I blinked, my eyes widening in recognition.
It was someone I knew.
But I never imagined I would meet her like this again.
"It’s been a long time, Crescent."
Sienna greeted me with a radiant smile as she walked toward me.
She must have known I was coming. It turned out that it was Sienna who had requested my escort.
I was momentarily taken aback but quickly opened my mouth.
"Ah, hello. It’s been so long."
Sienna, Meteor’s fiancée.
I had met Sienna only once, when Rearwin brought her to the mansion, introducing her as Meteor’s fiancée.
Since I had been disowned, I hadn’t seen Sienna since.
I had heard that Sienna and Meteor were getting married, so I thought I would see her at the wedding, not like this.
"Am I escorting you, Sienna-sama?"
I asked, and Sienna nodded.
"Yes. I asked for it personally. I wanted to meet you again after such a long time. How have you been? I haven’t been able to contact you since that incident."
Sienna looked a little regretful.
After all, my sudden disownment must have surprised her too.
"Oh, I’m sorry. Would you like to come and sit down? I’d love to catch up with you over some tea. Is that alright?"
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"Yes? Ah, yes."
I nodded and moved toward where Sienna was.
To be honest, I hadn’t thought much about Sienna lately.
Why did she want to see me?
As we sat across from each other on the sofa, the maids brought tea and sweets.
Sienna’s voice came again, soft and pleasant.
"Please, help yourself. I’ve prepared everything specially because I knew I’d get to meet you today."
"Ah, thank you."
I glanced over the desserts laid out on the table.
The cakes and cookies looked delicious, but for some reason, I didn’t feel like eating them.
I picked up the teacup and took a sip.
"It may be a strange thing to say now, but I really regret it. We could have been like sisters, so why did the Pluto Ducal House have to disown you?"
"..."
I felt like I might choke on the tea after hearing her words.
"I thought that if you hadn’t been disowned, you would have been the perfect person to confide in about Meteor. You would have been the only one I could talk to freely about him."
I looked up at Sienna with a confused expression.
There was a cold atmosphere coming from her.
Were things not going well between them?
It didn’t sit right with me, and I was uncomfortable learning something I didn’t really need to know.
Meeting Meteor’s fiancée alone was awkward enough.
"Actually, I’ve wanted to ask you directly about something. When you were disowned, I heard some strange rumors. I didn’t believe them at the time, but looking back, something feels off..."
Knock knock.
Suddenly, there was a knock at the door.
Sienna stopped speaking and glanced at the door with a puzzled look. A maid approached to answer.
"Who is it?"
When the door opened, I saw the person standing outside.
It was Meteor.
