DYBAR - Chapter 133 < The Best Father's Day That Will Never Happen Again (2) >

DYBAR - Chapter 133 < The Best Father's Day That Will Never Happen Again (2) >

Do Your Best And Regret

For a moment, the dark room became as bright as daylight.

The green light in the man's body, clearly visible as if penetrating the white blanket, began to gradually fade.

Jerun and the doctor, who were frozen, hurried to the man's side, but there was nothing they could do. His breathing, which had been quiet, was becoming increasingly rough.

The urgent voices of Jerun and the doctor the dimly disappearing lights, and the intermittent sound of breathing.

When all of this collapsed the boundary between my reality and my unconsciousness, I suddenly returned to reality. Edwin's hand holding mine was surprisingly cold.

"Ed..."

I swallowed my words as I called out Edwin. The hand I was holding trembled as if it were my only salvation. His pale gaze was focused solely on the man lying down.

It was the second time I saw a face that looked like it had been pushed to the edge of a cliff. Without realizing it, I grabbed Edwin's hand and approached the man.

I had to touch it while it was still warm. What should I have shown in advance, what should I have considered to be so certain?

"Ah, father......"

The moment the rapid breathing could not be stopped, Edwin's cold hand touched the man's hand. The dying light sparkled like a broken piece of jewel.

I instinctively knew what that fragment was.

The other one of the two, a piece of the magic stone necklace, I didn't know where it was.

At the same time, Jerun's words flashed in my mind.

"Compared to royals who can only use certain abilities, priests have no limitations on their abilities. However, because he was born as a being loved by an altruistic God, he can only make wishes for others, not for himself."

If there is a God, and if Rowena really sent green eyes like me to this earth as priests...!

I hurriedly pulled the necklace off my neck as if to break it. Before the faint pain in the back of my neck subsided, I brought my magic stone to where the man's hand overlapped with Edwin's.

"Edwin, hold this together."

When his red eyes, unable to bear to cry, turned to me, I nodded my head once again.

I don't know where this strange belief came from, but Edwin took my magic stone as I wanted.

Although no one had told me, a quiet prayer escaped my lips as if I had known it for a long time.

As I held the magic stone between the two overlapping hands, a pure and strange power that left me speechless exploded and took over the entire room.

The green air currents circling inside the man's body began to sparkle again.

From the heart to the stomach, from the tips of the feet to the top of the head. The light that enveloped the man's entire body, including his face and chest, began to circulate.

As if using concentrated power, as if emitting the final light. The light that had begun to penetrate the stopped energy slowly but completely melted into the man's body.

And when the haloes of light disappeared completely.

Silver moonlight poured into the room again.

As the silence became so quiet that even my breathing could be heard loudly, I hurriedly checked the man's condition.

His heavy breathing calmed down and the warmth remained. And the bandages covering the man's eyes wriggled. As if trying to open his eyes.

It seemed that Edwin felt the same way. Holding his breath, Edwin pulled down the bandage with his trembling hands.

Father, it was his father.

Even though his hair was white and his eyelashes were gray, his face was the same as his father's at the ceremony a long time ago. 

The fluttering eyelashes blinked slowly, and soon red eyes that looked breathtakingly similar to Edwin's were revealed.

"To Vikander, I have to go."

Edwin's breathing began to become rough when he heard the man's voice. The voice, as if everything was going out, spoke once again.

"I'll be waiting."

"Father. Father. Father..."

Edwin called his father over and over again as if learning the word father for the first time. The man must have heard those words as he opened his blurred eyes and looked at where Edwin was standing.

“Edwin?”

"Yes, it's me."

The man's eyes smiled roundly as if this was the answer he had been waiting for. And he soon fell asleep again.

Looking down at that face, Edwin couldn't say anything. An unfamiliar emotion welled up Inside his trembling lips.

Eleven years. There was a long time when he couldn't cry out loud. If Edwin himself looked weak, it seemed that at that moment Vikander would disintegrate into pieces and disappear somewhere.

So even when faced with this miraculous event, Edwin had no idea what to do. It was when his vision became blurry, the tip of his nose stung, and his mind turned white again.

"Congratulations, Edwin."

Edwin stiffened his body as the warmth wrapped around his back. Kind words rang through his ears.

"I'm so glad you had the best Father's Day."

Just then, fireworks began to explode beyond the glass window. Colorful letters are embroidered on the pitch-black night sky.

It's 'the best Father's Day'. It was a firework to celebrate the start of Father's Day after midnight.

As Edwin looked at the sparkling fireworks with the booming sound, he realized that all of this was real.

There was a time, a long time ago, when he hoped to see his father again on Father's Day.

Edwin blinked at the overwhelming reality.

And he buried his face in his father's hand, which he held for the first time in eleven years. The hands he held were warm, and the warmth as Olivia hugged his back was affectionate.

Things that will never change. His father's return, Olivia, who will always be there, Vikander's colleagues, and everything he has achieved.

In the face of that fact, Grand Duke Edwin Lowell briefly returned to the days when he was young. The despair of having everything taken away having to start from scratch, and the glory that was eventually regained.

As if a dam had burst, a sob burst from his lips.

After eleven years, the previous Grand Duke, who had been declared dead, returned.

***

When the dim light stabilized, Jerun and the doctor who carefully came out of the room were silent for a long time at this unbelievable fact. They didn't know what to say first.

Jerun could not believe that the man he had cared for was Vikander's ancestral Grand Duke, and the doctor could not express his joy and sorrow at the fact that the ancestral Grand Duke who had been declared dead was alive and well so close to him.

The person who broke the silence was Brock, the knight who rushed over.

"Are you okay? I felt a strange energy......!" 

Brock looked at the door, unable to hide his confusion at the energy he felt for the first time in his life.

It was then. The door opened and a Young Lady came out.

"..... You both were there. Lord Drowyn."

The Young Lady was strangely aloof. Brock, who was looking at the red eyes filled with tears, hastily looked away. 

The place he was looking at was inside a closed door. Brock couldn't believe his eyes again. 

He passed by, but it was clearly His Highness the Grand Duke who was kneeling by the bed with his face buried. 

Brock asked with a trembling voice.

"......I felt a strange energy. If anything happens to His Highness..".

I looked at Brock, the doctor, and Jerune in turn. They both had anxious faces as they looked at themselves who came out first.

"If it was energy, what kind of energy did you feel?"

"Well, it's not a dangerous energy. Rather, It seemed like a good energy, but it was suddenly feIt explosively..."

Brock stuttered. I grinned and gave a firm command.

"Strengthen the perimeter of the territory and check how far the energy has spread."

Edwin had to enjoy this joy for himself now. To do that, I had to organize the situation.

"And Sir Brock, please guard the front and make sure no one enters the room until Bethany arrives. His Highness will personally announce what is going on."

Brock nodded his head obediently, I looked back at Jerun and Doctor O'Neill.

"Jerun and O'Neill, would you please visit the festival site with me?"

If Brock felt it, there must be others in the territory who felt this energy. The people who were most sensitive to the energy were those with green eyes, so I had to make sure that they were not disturbed. In addition, there was a need to organize what I had seen a little while ago.

As if they understood what I meant, Jerun and the doctor also nodded at her. Then, Brock spoke again carefully.

"I have something to tell you, Young Lady" 

Looking at Brock's hesitant face, I immediately understood what he was trying to say

"At that time... In Senua's Valley..."

Brock did not regret his decision to stop the Grand Duke from saving the Young Lady. However, he felt uncomfortable the whole time. At least if it's a knight...

He was at a time when he didn't know what to say at first due to his belated regret.

"It's okay."

The Young Lady squinted one of her eyes as if she knew what Brock was trying to say. In an Instant, the distance between the two narrowed. The Young Lady smiled brightly as she looked outside.

"Today is Father's Day when he returned after a long time."

When the Young lady turned around, a line of red scars could be seen on her white neckline through her shaking hair.

***

Fortunately, it seemed that not many people other than Brock felt the energy of the magic stone.

"Are you okay? I felt a strange energy in the Great Siege earlier...!"

Other than Dean, who rushed over, the other knights had blank expressions on their faces. Brock's report was the same.

"Other than me, no one else in the castle seems to have felt the energy. I guess because I'm good at it, I'm able to sense subtle energy and other things exceptionally well."

The most worried person was the Duke of Elkin. However, he said he was just angry in the room he was locked in as if he didn't feel anything.

Most of the green-eyed people seemed to feel it, but since Jerun said he prayed for peace, it seemed to have worked well. In addition, the doctor who examined them came and said that they were fine, so the people quickly regained their composure. 

And I was assimilated into the atmosphere of the festival.

"You ignited a miracle, Priest."

Jerun, who was watching the scene together, reminded me of the truth.

If it was a miracle, it would have been a miracle. I nodded my head slightly and recalled the magic stone I had given to Edwin.

Did the previous Grand Duchess expect a day like this to come someday? Is that why the magic stone necklace was left behind like a milestone?

But soon I burst into laughter. Whatever it was, I was glad. May this be the happiest Father's Day for Edwin.

I finally felt like the tension was relieved. My body's strength was completely gone.

Looking at the letters 'Father's Day' engraved on the fluttering tents, I thought of her Edwin, who must be feeling the most brilliant emotions at this moment.

At that time, I felt some commotion among the knights. Dean, who seemed to have been informed of what was happening, slightly stiffened her face. 

I looked at him. and he quickly smiled and he said as if it was no big deal.

"It looks like there was a brief commotion outside the castle gate."

Outside the gate. That one word alone was enough of an explanation. I glanced towards the castle gate.

"Lord Madeleine, you must have felt the energy, right?"

Dean said nothing. I shrugged my shoulders.

Is this a simple stroke or a mistake?

Or is it an old hatred?

I was trying to swallow, but I couldn't Identify the emotion that kept rising, so I spoke softly

"Tell them that I am going directly to the gate."

***

The imperial palace at that time. There was one more thing Olivia could not have dreamed of.

"On the occasion of the Father's Day Festival, His Majesty the Emperor...."

Gorgeous banquet hall. It was the time when the Smooth Prince's speech was over and everyone was shouting "For His Majesty the Emperor!"

It was just after midnight that Leopold's face, who was smiling brightly at a grand dinner, hardened.

At the same time, several knights, including Howard and Winster, also stiffened up. Instinctively, they sensed the strangeness they felt in each other.

During the noisy conversation, it was Leopold who broke the strange standoff.

Leopold, who left the banquet hall after hearing Count Hodges' report, only gritted his teeth after confirming that no one was around.

"What does that mean?"

"Well, the wizard said..."

Count Hodges took a deep breath as if he was embarrassed and continued speaking.

"...... It is said that an explosive magical power was felt from the north."

***

Outside the gates of Vikander.

Jade looked inside the gate without relaxing. It seemed to be the same for his father and his brother.

"The lady said she would come directly."

It was a time when Dean Szellin was waiting for a long time in the forest where he guided him. A carriage approached and stopped in front of them. 

Soon Olivia appeared under the moonlight. Jade jumped up and shouted.

"Olivia, are you okay? A strange energy arose within the castle...!"

"Don't come any closer, Lord Madeleine."

A firm voice drew a line. The voice was so emotionless that not only Jade but also Conrad and the Duke of Madeleine paused.

followed by one more word.

"It's okay, Dean."

Just those two sentences divided those who were family and those who were not family.

Jade looked at Olivia with broken eyes, his despair welling up in him. But her aloof green eyes faced her family as if nothing had happened.

"Duke Madeleine, I see you two Princes."

"..."

"I heard you felt energetic."

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