âah, iâm late to greet you. nice to meet you, high priest adshel.â
as if greeting someone i met on the street, my father waved his hand with an unconcerned expression. he even shook his hand, as if it wasnât a big deal.
âbebe, this is adshel, the high priest. he has godâs power to be omnipotent.â
âahâ¦! hello! iâm bebe!â
in an atmosphere where i felt like i had to say hello, i bowed my head slightly and said hello. even though he knew it was a situation, the high priest just nodded his head with his arms and legs tied, perhaps because he could not ignore my greeting.
âah, hello. iâm high priest adshel. oh no, itâs not like this, grand dukeâ¦â
he let out a deep sigh and shook his head relentlessly, as if he had come to his senses a step late.
âyou canât do this. youâre the one who kidnapped me.â
âwhy not? why didnât you just follow my instructions?â
âoh, how can i do that? i can only use the power of god once or twice in life. i donât even know who this woman isâ¦!â
my dad shook his head firmly, who spoke as if he were innocent.
âitâs not just anyone. itâs the grand duchess.â
âbut, your majesty, if i use that power⦠i may die.â
âdonât worry. iâll save you.â
âhaâ¦â
âof course, i canât save you from dying of old age.â
when he spoke like that with a corner of his mouth raised, the high priest looked scared.
âdo you really want me to die? i stillâ¦â
âwho said you were going to die?â
âha⦠your majestyâ¦â
âbut if you donât even try, i will kill you.â
the high priestâs face hardened even more than more. his expression clearly saying âhow crazy!â.
ââ¦that would ruin your relationship with the church.â
âhigh priest.â
ââ¦yes.â
âdid you see that iâm on good terms with someone?â
the high priestâs hair, drenched with sweat, shook abnormally.
âthatâsâ¦â
âiâm not on good terms with the retainers of my family.â
ââ¦i donât know why youâre doing this. if his majesty the emperor finds out about this, he will get angry. that power⦠that power, after all, is for his majesty.â
âthatâs funny. since when did the emperor and the church collude like that? it exists to keep each other in check, but itâs for the emperor. why didnât you get involved in the death of the previous emperor?â
the high priestâs mouth twitched at my dadâs words for a long time like a fish.
âis it optional? or were you deeply involved in the process of becoming a high priest at a young age? unlike those who were chosen by god at a young age to become high priests, adshel, you were different.â
i stared at my dad quietly at the words i couldnât understand. sometimes, my fatherâs blue eyes looked at me affectionately.
unlike the harsh words that came out of his mouth, his eyes were warm.
âthatâsâ¦â
âthere is no way that the church must have known that the previous emperor died without any preparation. it wasnât long after he was on the throne, was it?â
âisnât it unusual for the current emperor to have a particularly fond hobby of gathering various powers? it could be magic. it could be called witchcraft in other countries, and the former high priest⦠his hair turned white, as if he died of old age⦠it wasnât poison, but there were one or two suspicious spots. i mean, i have no intention of letting this go.â
his face turned pale as my dad spoke very slowly.
âyouâre the last person the previous high priest saw, right? it was such a secret meeting, so there were no records anywhere, but the scribe who had to check and record every move of the high priest even wrote it down.â
ââ¦â
âthe meeting between the previous high priest and you⦠you tried to cut the scribe as soon as time passed and you became the high priest, right? very interesting. why is that? did the scribe write something that shouldnât be written down?â
the high priest forced himself to stand up instead of looking up to my sarcastic father.
as if my fatherâs words were a catalyst, or as if he had given up his last bit of hope, the high priest quickly gave up his attitude that he had been sticking to until now and approached the bed.
âit seems like youâve come to your senses.â
âyou must have figured it out already. as if you wanted me to speak for myselfâ¦â
âwellâ¦â
âif thatâs the case, why did you choose to kidnap me like this without telling the church?â
hearing those words mixed with resentment, my father grinned.
âfor you.â
âthat makes senseâ¦â
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