What was visible through the mirror was the tower where the current Empress was imprisoned.
Titie was crying endlessly.
However, not a bit of her past beauty remained.
Only the white-haired witch, holding her swollen belly, was locked in the iron cage and wailing.
“This can’t be happening. This can’t end like this...!”
Titie was muttering the same words over and over again.
Footsteps were heard from somewhere.
The noise gradually got closer and closer until it reached the iron cage where Titie was imprisoned.
What stopped in front of her was a snake with long black hair.
“White deer.”
“...Lord Blair?!”
Titie, who had been sitting on the bed and crying, raised her head in surprise at his voice.
Titie’s eyes sparkled as she confirmed the opponent on the other side of the iron bars.
She moved her skinny legs and crawled on the floor in front of him.
“Why did you come now!”
Her resentment toward him grew along with her flowing tears.
But just as discontent toward God is not eternal, the resentment soon turns into hope.
“You’re too late. You came to save me, right? Of course. I’ve waited for so long. I’ve held on tenaciously even after it got to this point.”
Titie reached out her hand through the iron bars.
Please, hold her poor hand.
It was a bizarre sight.
But the lifeline she had been desperately waiting for was actually rotten from the inside.
“Titie, I’m not your savior.”
Even as he spoke cruelly, Blair never lost his affectionate smile.
Titie’s eyes widened at the gap.
But soon, as if it couldn’t be happening, she shook her head and acted childishly.
“I don’t like jokes like that. You can make me Empress again, right?”
Titie was crying endlessly.
However, not a bit of her past beauty remained.
Only the white-haired witch, holding her swollen belly, was locked in the iron cage and wailing.
“This can’t be happening. This can’t end like this...!”
Titie was muttering the same words over and over again.
Footsteps were heard from somewhere.
The noise gradually got closer and closer until it reached the iron cage where Titie was imprisoned.
What stopped in front of her was a snake with long black hair.
“White deer.”
“...Lord Blair?!”
Titie, who had been sitting on the bed and crying, raised her head in surprise at his voice.
Titie’s eyes sparkled as she confirmed the opponent on the other side of the iron bars.
She moved her skinny legs and crawled on the floor in front of him.
“Why did you come now!”
Her resentment toward him grew along with her flowing tears.
But just as discontent toward God is not eternal, the resentment soon turns into hope.
“You’re too late. You came to save me, right? Of course. I’ve waited for so long. I’ve held on tenaciously even after it got to this point.”
Titie reached out her hand through the iron bars.
Please, hold her poor hand.
It was a bizarre sight.
But the lifeline she had been desperately waiting for was actually rotten from the inside.
“Titie, I’m not your savior.”
Even as he spoke cruelly, Blair never lost his affectionate smile.
Titie’s eyes widened at the gap.
But soon, as if it couldn’t be happening, she shook her head and acted childishly.
“I don’t like jokes like that. You can make me Empress again, right?”
The reason she didn’t lose hope even while trapped in the moldy tower was because she trusted Blair.
Titie believed that there was an invisible, solid bond between Blair and herself.
It was all him who had led her to the imperial palace and given her a high position.
But that was just a complete delusion.
“I came today because I have something to receive from you. So let’s put that misunderstanding to rest.”
Titie rolled her eyes at the second rejection.
“Our deal isn’t over yet! You said you’d make me Empress!”
Titie shook the iron bars madly, like a beast going crazy in a cage.
Blair put his hand through the bars. He slowly stroked her dry hair.
“Yes. You’re already Empress. I don’t lie.”
He had only said he would make her Empress, but he had never said he would keep the title forever.
Titie opened her mouth as if she had been hit in the head with a sledgehammer.
Blair stroked her sunken cheek as if he was feeling sorry for a trembling deer.
Titie grabbed his hand.
Blair frowned at the tremendous evil, but Titie’s eyes could not see such a trivial thing.
“You told me that you would give me anything if I just gave birth to the child. Now, look at this. I'm still carrying the grandson.”
She stuck out her belly as if to say, “Look at this. ”
The grotesquely swollen form was hard to see as normal.
The fetus was barely moving, pushing against the skin of her stomach.
The beast she had conceived was like a monster.
The first time she saw the movement was terrifying. It was so bad that she wanted to take out what was inside her right away.
However, if even the grandson were to fall away, there would be nothing left for her to believe in.
Just like now.
Blair calmly consoled Titie.
“Titie, think carefully. I never said anything like that. That child was purely to fulfill your purpose.”
If you successfully gave birth to the grandson, the name would be yours.
Blair’s words were the starting point.
“Ah...!”
Titie clutched her belly and collapsed on the floor.
Her lower body slowly became wet. Her water burst with terrible pain.
“Ah, that’s a nice sound.”
Blair gestured to the iron bars and the bars that had been tightly packed parted, creating a new entrance.
He entered the prison without any trouble and knelt on one knee.
With a scream that echoed throughout the tower, labor began.
The terrible screams continued, but not a single sound escaped outside.
The due date was still far away.
But the baby was born.
No. To be exact, it was neither a royal descendant nor a beast, but a strange monster.
What Titie was carrying was ultimately a monster.
The baby did not cry.
It simply closed its eyes and breathed.
The day this baby would open its eyes would never come.
“You’ve stored it well.”
Blair wrapped the baby in a pure white cloth.
Titie, half-swooning, trembled as she looked at the baby she had given birth to.
“What, what did I give birth to...”
“What you created will be a precious sacrifice.”
The young monster did contain the Emperor’s blood.
But there was much more to it than that.
Blair continued to cast magic on Titie.
The blood of the divine beast, the blood of the black snake, and the various beasts, so that they could all be entangled and conceived as one.
So this monster born today was everyone’s baby.
“…Oh, no.”
Titie reached out to the baby.
Anyone could see that it was a monster, but it was the baby she had been holding dearly in her womb.
The last link connects the Emperor and Titie.
However, the baby born in the form of neither a beast nor anything else could no longer be of any use.
The arms stretched out into the air hung limply.
Blair smiled compassionately at Tite, who had finally fainted.
However, his gaze soon fell on the baby.
Blair hummed an old lullaby for the baby who was not opening his eyes.
“Really, how cute and lovely.”
Blair’s steps, holding the baby, moved.
Towards the direction of the broken mirror.
Sepia, who witnessed the outrageous scene, instinctively held her breath.
She would not be visible outside the mirror.
Nevertheless, Blair’s steps stopped exactly in front of the mirror.
At that moment, their eyes met.
“Hello, Star of Ishtar.”
Do you know me?
His pitch-black pupils were visible between her narrowed eyes.
He spoke to Sepia beyond the mirror.
“Does the Star of Ishtar know exactly how the concept of a name is formed?”
There was no way she would know.
Even when Sepia’s name was engraved on Demios, she was filled with questions.
Sepia did not answer.
Blair continued talking alone as if it was okay.
“The name is a disease spread by the goddess. The shadow of her love became a rare disease and spread to the beastmen.”
The disease only spread to beastmen.
However, it also affected Sepia, who had the fate of a beastmen.
In the opposite direction of the basic framework.
A black snake crawled up between Blair’s robes.
A pair of black mambas slowly moved, coquettishly wrapping themselves around his arms. Shining scales.
The man, who was all black, calmly accused the god.
“The goddess is a disaster.”
The smile disappeared from his face.
Blair coldly accused the goddess of his crimes.
“It is right for beasts to live as beasts. That is the law of nature and the truth of the ages. However, the goddess violated the great law of nature for the sole reason of loneliness.”
The goddess, who was born half-human and half-beast between the god of beasts and the god of humans, could not bear the loneliness of isolation, so she reborn some of the beasts of the earth into beings similar to herself.
The offspring of beastmen gave birth to beastmen, and eventually, they prospered as an empire and became children who worshipped the goddess.
However, there was one beast god who was displeased with this behavior of the goddess.
That god wished for the beastmen to return to the beginning.
“I will return everything to the way it was. To the purest world, that is, to the ancient times.”
To do so, a special sacrifice was needed.
Only a creation that did not exist in the world could restore the broken laws.
“You too, shine as an ancient star. The star of Ishtar.”
It was a farewell.
Blair turned around while holding the baby in his arms.
‘Wait a minute...!’
Sepia reached out her hand urgently, but her front was still blocked by the mirror.
The black back figure was fading away.
At that moment, a large crack appeared on the flat surface.
Someone put a hand on Sepia's shoulder. She turned around in shock.
"Sepia? Are you okay?"
It was Roxanne.
She had returned to reality.
Sepia looked down at her hand at the tingling sensation.
Fresh blood was dripping from the wound that had not yet healed.
'This is not a delusion.'
It was not a dream that she had been sucked into the mirror.
Sepia raised her head with a stern expression.
"I understand the purpose of the warlock."
The reason he made beasts out of beastmen.
That was just a preliminary step to make beastmen return to their original beasts.
The feeling of the seal hidden inside her wrist was clear.
"Roxanne, please listen carefully to what I say from now on."
Titie believed that there was an invisible, solid bond between Blair and herself.
It was all him who had led her to the imperial palace and given her a high position.
But that was just a complete delusion.
“I came today because I have something to receive from you. So let’s put that misunderstanding to rest.”
Titie rolled her eyes at the second rejection.
“Our deal isn’t over yet! You said you’d make me Empress!”
Titie shook the iron bars madly, like a beast going crazy in a cage.
Blair put his hand through the bars. He slowly stroked her dry hair.
“Yes. You’re already Empress. I don’t lie.”
He had only said he would make her Empress, but he had never said he would keep the title forever.
Titie opened her mouth as if she had been hit in the head with a sledgehammer.
Blair stroked her sunken cheek as if he was feeling sorry for a trembling deer.
Titie grabbed his hand.
Blair frowned at the tremendous evil, but Titie’s eyes could not see such a trivial thing.
“You told me that you would give me anything if I just gave birth to the child. Now, look at this. I'm still carrying the grandson.”
She stuck out her belly as if to say, “Look at this. ”
The grotesquely swollen form was hard to see as normal.
The fetus was barely moving, pushing against the skin of her stomach.
The beast she had conceived was like a monster.
The first time she saw the movement was terrifying. It was so bad that she wanted to take out what was inside her right away.
However, if even the grandson were to fall away, there would be nothing left for her to believe in.
Just like now.
Blair calmly consoled Titie.
“Titie, think carefully. I never said anything like that. That child was purely to fulfill your purpose.”
If you successfully gave birth to the grandson, the name would be yours.
Blair’s words were the starting point.
“Ah...!”
Titie clutched her belly and collapsed on the floor.
Her lower body slowly became wet. Her water burst with terrible pain.
“Ah, that’s a nice sound.”
Blair gestured to the iron bars and the bars that had been tightly packed parted, creating a new entrance.
He entered the prison without any trouble and knelt on one knee.
With a scream that echoed throughout the tower, labor began.
The terrible screams continued, but not a single sound escaped outside.
The due date was still far away.
But the baby was born.
No. To be exact, it was neither a royal descendant nor a beast, but a strange monster.
What Titie was carrying was ultimately a monster.
The baby did not cry.
It simply closed its eyes and breathed.
The day this baby would open its eyes would never come.
“You’ve stored it well.”
Blair wrapped the baby in a pure white cloth.
Titie, half-swooning, trembled as she looked at the baby she had given birth to.
“What, what did I give birth to...”
“What you created will be a precious sacrifice.”
The young monster did contain the Emperor’s blood.
But there was much more to it than that.
Blair continued to cast magic on Titie.
The blood of the divine beast, the blood of the black snake, and the various beasts, so that they could all be entangled and conceived as one.
So this monster born today was everyone’s baby.
“…Oh, no.”
Titie reached out to the baby.
Anyone could see that it was a monster, but it was the baby she had been holding dearly in her womb.
The last link connects the Emperor and Titie.
However, the baby born in the form of neither a beast nor anything else could no longer be of any use.
The arms stretched out into the air hung limply.
Blair smiled compassionately at Tite, who had finally fainted.
However, his gaze soon fell on the baby.
Blair hummed an old lullaby for the baby who was not opening his eyes.
“Really, how cute and lovely.”
Blair’s steps, holding the baby, moved.
Towards the direction of the broken mirror.
Sepia, who witnessed the outrageous scene, instinctively held her breath.
She would not be visible outside the mirror.
Nevertheless, Blair’s steps stopped exactly in front of the mirror.
At that moment, their eyes met.
“Hello, Star of Ishtar.”
Do you know me?
His pitch-black pupils were visible between her narrowed eyes.
He spoke to Sepia beyond the mirror.
“Does the Star of Ishtar know exactly how the concept of a name is formed?”
There was no way she would know.
Even when Sepia’s name was engraved on Demios, she was filled with questions.
Sepia did not answer.
Blair continued talking alone as if it was okay.
“The name is a disease spread by the goddess. The shadow of her love became a rare disease and spread to the beastmen.”
The disease only spread to beastmen.
However, it also affected Sepia, who had the fate of a beastmen.
In the opposite direction of the basic framework.
A black snake crawled up between Blair’s robes.
A pair of black mambas slowly moved, coquettishly wrapping themselves around his arms. Shining scales.
The man, who was all black, calmly accused the god.
“The goddess is a disaster.”
The smile disappeared from his face.
Blair coldly accused the goddess of his crimes.
“It is right for beasts to live as beasts. That is the law of nature and the truth of the ages. However, the goddess violated the great law of nature for the sole reason of loneliness.”
The goddess, who was born half-human and half-beast between the god of beasts and the god of humans, could not bear the loneliness of isolation, so she reborn some of the beasts of the earth into beings similar to herself.
The offspring of beastmen gave birth to beastmen, and eventually, they prospered as an empire and became children who worshipped the goddess.
However, there was one beast god who was displeased with this behavior of the goddess.
That god wished for the beastmen to return to the beginning.
“I will return everything to the way it was. To the purest world, that is, to the ancient times.”
To do so, a special sacrifice was needed.
Only a creation that did not exist in the world could restore the broken laws.
“You too, shine as an ancient star. The star of Ishtar.”
It was a farewell.
Blair turned around while holding the baby in his arms.
‘Wait a minute...!’
Sepia reached out her hand urgently, but her front was still blocked by the mirror.
The black back figure was fading away.
At that moment, a large crack appeared on the flat surface.
Someone put a hand on Sepia's shoulder. She turned around in shock.
"Sepia? Are you okay?"
It was Roxanne.
She had returned to reality.
Sepia looked down at her hand at the tingling sensation.
Fresh blood was dripping from the wound that had not yet healed.
'This is not a delusion.'
It was not a dream that she had been sucked into the mirror.
Sepia raised her head with a stern expression.
"I understand the purpose of the warlock."
The reason he made beasts out of beastmen.
That was just a preliminary step to make beastmen return to their original beasts.
The feeling of the seal hidden inside her wrist was clear.
"Roxanne, please listen carefully to what I say from now on."
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