Kidnapped Dragons

Chapter 391: Episode 106: Road to Happiness (2) + Guillotine Illustration

Chapter 391: Episode 106: Road to Happiness (2) + Guillotine Illustration In the previous iterations, BY enjoyed drugs.

Fortunately, this was different. Inside the packet was a dry black petal of flower. The Wyvernip petal that dried even after being placed inside a conservation device was neatly folded inside.

Of course, there was no way it would be a drug.

This was the 7th iteration after all.

…Such needless thoughts kept popping up and my mind was constantly heading towards our connection. I had to change my line of thought.

It was not important whether she grew up normally or not. The important part was that she had now left Earth, and that I had now earned freedom.

I threw the petal into the dimensional rubbish bin.

Aside from that, there weren’t many valuables, which was obvious because she would have taken them all.

It took a few hours to clean up Kaeul’s room.

Like that, I slowly emptied myself of Kaeul.

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There was actually a room that I was reluctant to go into.

It was Yeorum’s room.

The reason for that being that I didn’t really want to know about her secret private life. This too was a portion of the emotions that I earned from living a daily life.

Back when I first met her, I wasn’t interested in whatever debaucherous thing Yeorum did behind my back.

Wasn’t everything fine as long as she did not die, and as long as she was given a chance to fight? That was what I had been thinking and to be frank, it was not much different from how one could consider the environment for an animal being kept at a zoo.

After starting to think of Yeorum as a person, I began respecting her privacy. Because of that, I decided to turn away from those various? things? that would be inside her room.

It’s not like I could burn the whole room down…

Anyway, I walked into the room. Her room was unexpectedly clean. In fact, it was closer to being empty.

There was nothing like a pencil case, an exercise book or a pen on the tabletop. The only things scattered around were comic books and they were either related to sports or action. It was nothing strange because the kids all enjoyed watching movies, dramas and animations.

Picking them up one by one, I threw them into the bin.

There weren’t that many clothes inside the wardrobe either. A training top, several t-shirts, shorts and a few training outfits were the only clothes inside and Yeorum did not even have a single skirt.

Something that weighed on my mind was that 30% of her clothes were in tatters. Clothes that were ripped during her training appeared to have been thrown into this wardrobe after cursorily cleansing them with magic.

When I opened a different drawer,

My body halted for a bit.

It was because toys that I really didn’t want to know about, were inside the drawer. There were handcuffs and whips and the ones beneath them were even more obscene.

She’s gathered quite a lot of them…

Closing the drawer, I tossed the whole thing into the bin.

The other wardrobe on the other side of the room had no clothes and was instead filled with weapons. From bows to guns, there were all sorts of weapons including six types of swords.

She had the Dream Eater and an onion core with 10 lifted seals, so that should be enough for her weapons after going back.

In truth, it didn’t really matter at this point whether she died or not. Even if she did die, it had nothing to do with me.

Thinking like that pushed down the sense of crisis that had been soaring all the way to my chin. My heart was put at ease just like what happened when I started considering Gyeoul and Kaeul as strangers.

Suddenly, the time I entered Tranquil Sea with Yeorum floated back up in my mind. That training where she said ‘Fishy Yeorum~’ and whatnot.

After passing the last phase – it was when we were crouching down smoking together.

At the depths of the ocean, she said she saw an illusion of her youngest unni tempting her to give up on everything. While confessing that, she asked,

– What did… you see?

The illusion there made an existence powerless by showing an illusion that went completely against one’s intention.

Back then, Yu Jitae saw the baby dragons.

– Us? Was I there as well?

– Yeah. You were.

– How was she?

– She had long hair.

– What? I hate long hair. ‘Cuz it’s annoying.

– It went all the way down to the waist.

– Tch tch. They should stop acting at this point. Their script’s trash and their re

After cleaning the house, I rested for a bit by leaning on the sofa and continuing a trail of random thoughts.

Then I lifted my body.

Wasting any more time will only make me continue thinking more and more about the kids.

Now, it was about time.

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There was one thing I lied about to Bom.

I wanted true freedom. This was something that could not be achieved by simply ending my life.

Cancelling the blessings on my body and killing myself was a sloppy way of doing things because that would not let me escape the line of Providence. An existence cannot go against death in general, but that wasn’t really the case after reaching the level of a transcendent authority. Occasionally, it was possible to go against death and wretchedly enough, that meant there was always a possibility of me being brought back to life.

In other words, I had to be ‘completely’ deviated from the line of Providence and deviating from Providence meant a complete annihilation as an existence.

A complete death was only made complete by being erased from everyone’s memories.

Thus, I will now disappear,

And there will be nothing left behind that can remember me.

That was the true freedom I had in my mind.

It’s something I should feel sorry about to the baby dragons, but what else can I do?

I have already done enough.

They were gone. They will now live happily in their own world. They were now complete strangers to me, and were simply one of the millions of existences that had passed by.

Although my feelings reflected back to my connection with the kids, my rationality was different. They were still the kids of garbage, and were the last shackles that were restricting me even at this point. And I hated all types of shackles.

There was freedom.

At last it was in front of my eyes.

The freedom I had desired so desperately was finally in front of me.

The device that will drive me to freedom was already prepared. In fact, all the preparations had been finished a long time ago.

[Shallows of the Abyss (S)]

This unique alternate dimension was similar to an ocean. I have been tossing trash inside the whole time but it didn’t matter because this place was so wide that I would never see them again anyway.

However, going down the depths in a certain direction would allow me to face the [Lords of the Abyss] – the fundamental concepts of evil forming the world.

On the other hand, it was also possible to go above the shallows and poke one’s head out of the surface of the ocean. In that place was my device for suicide that I had earned after killing the ‘Monarch of the Highest Heavens’, [Gaum].

It was the tool I used to kill one of the sovereigns, the ‘Immortal’, [Shin], and was also the weapon I used to threaten the chairman of the Association, Chaliovan Greenrain, around 2 years ago.

I walked into the Shallows of the Abyss as the white hands carried me and headed above. Going higher and higher, I was met with a place that resembled the meeting place of water and air.

Waiting for me there was one of the Level 6 artifacts that only sovereigns could lay their hands on.

Above the tall heavens was a mechanical device going hundreds of metres in height. Black pillars were densely packed around it. And at the very top was a golden sword aura that was crafted with an astonishingly large amount of mana.

It had been activated beforehand.

The golden sword aura was suppressing the world. A mere object was giving off a vicious aura trying to oppress me.

This object was the device invented by the sovereign, Gaum, to kill existences that were otherwise unkillable.

[Guillotine of the Highest Heavens]

At the same time, it was the tool that would guide me to freedom.