NOVEL NEXT My Daddy Hides His Power
Chapter 251
The time given to Cheshire was very brief.
His own death, and the countless others whose lives would crumble in Enoch’s hands before the emperor’s orders were fulfilled. The choice he had to make to not turn away from it was, Enoch’s death. ‘Should I have just done as you told me?’ A benefactor, and a teacher… The arrogance of trying to save Enoch, who was as precious as Lilith, ultimately led to countless lives being weighed. “If you don’t kill me, you will die. But if you don’t die and survive, you can save everyone. So Cheshire, you must survive.” “So never hesitate. If you find yourself in a situation where you can’t subdue me, don’t think twice.” Oscar once asked if he could kill Enoch. Having experienced the “failed time,” he must have anticipated that such a situation would come. At that time, he answered without hesitation. He won’t hesitate. ‘But, I… ’ When the day actually arrived, the moment of being forced to make a choice felt like hell. It was painful. Really painful. Tears gathered in his wide-open eyes. Soon, mana began to surge in Cheshire’s sword as well. A creepy aura of death lingered thickly between the two. They held each other’s lives in their hands, ‘Please.’ Perhaps, at that moment when both of them were desperately hoping for a miracle. “Ugh!” “…!” Cheshire’s eyes widened. It was because Enoch’s attack had once again subsided. However, this time, he was unable to grip his sword again and collapsed, vomiting blood as he fell to the ground. ‘What….’ Enoch couldn’t move. The body, which had been awakened and forced to ignore the accumulated injuries during the battle, collapsed the moment the tension was released. ‘Those eyes, just a moment ago.’ Cheshire had clearly seen it. The look in Enoch’s eyes that had returned in the moment before he collapsed. ‘What happened….’ Cheshire picked up Enoch who had fallen and quickly sat up. A chilling, oppressive silence settled over them… In that silence, the Emperor and his followers stared blankly in one direction. Cheshire slowly turned his head to follow that gaze. ‘Ah.’ It was a breathtaking feeling. The collapsed ruins. Like the light that fell on them, a dazzling being appeared. Long ago. The being that reached out to him while he was trapped in hell. “Cheshire, I’ve come to get you.” The gates of heaven. Not an angel carved on a mere work of art, “Anyway, anywhere is better than this hell.” The angel who truly saved me. ‘Lilith.’ The young angel blossomed beautifully before everyone. Her white hair, as if imbued with the light of heaven, flowed down in gentle waves, and her youthful face gradually transformed. As she took a step, The angel grew gracefully, like a flower stem. Watching Lilith grow before him, Cheshire realized something profound. In the hell of the moment when Enoch and he held each other’s lives in their hands. Once again, he was saved. * * * Emperor, Primera, the father of all those with abilities. Nicholas von Pavilion stared blankly at the woman who was approaching. Enoch’s daughter. At the moment of life and death, her appearance as if she were a god descending to the earth made his mind blank for a moment. She moved past the ruined fortress, heading toward him. Slowly, step by step. She was approaching. “What, what…!” Along with the surprised voice of the aide, the holy wizard who sensed some ominousness attacked Lilith. However, The flying blue flame vanished before it could even reach its target. “Keugh! Aaaagh!” At the same time, the holy wizard rolled his eyes and had a seizure. ‘The brainwashing… has been undone.’ He was in great pain when the brainwashing that had been controlling him for a long time was cut off. Nicholas, who had been silently watching that scene, slowly turned his gaze back to Lilith. Her body looked so fragile that it seemed like it would crumble if touched. And yet, for some reason… Each step he took felt threatening, as if tightening around his breath. One of the Paladin of the imperial guard knights rushed toward Lilith. 1month “Keugh! Heugh…” However, he could only kneel before her helplessly. ‘Aah.’ Nicholas shuddered. The sight of her growing in an instant before his eyes was not a mistake after all. The dark fireballs poured towards Lilith from the Imperial Guard’s wizard faded away, 1month “Aaaargh!” A scream of freedom finally bursting out in agony. As she approached, using her powers, the daughter of Enoch grew little by little… ‘When did it start?’ Nicholas tilted his head quietly as he watched the approaching Lilith. Primera, who was born only from the bloodlines of Pavilion. When the existence of that great ruler no longer came into being, Nicholas thought that the gods had abandoned this land. And, it must have been from that time. From that time when he, as the last Primera, tried to deeply engrave his name on this land. Strangely, the Gods had always gifted defeat. Soon after, a swordsman from the Imperial Guard, wielding a blade, charged forward. 1month “Keugh! A, aaargh!” However, he threw away the sword that couldn’t reach her, clutching his head in pain. ‘Why did my great task, which I was trying to complete by using Enoch, suddenly fall apart?’ Yeah, it was because his daughter, Octava, was the one he intended to use as a leash for Enoch. “….” As Lilith approached, Nicholas slowly blinked his eyes. The last remaining Paladin of the Imperial guard blocking his path. 1month “Aaaagh! Haa, haaa…” As the shackles on his mind shattered all at once, he collapsed without even being able to swing his sword. ‘What was the decisive moment that started my downfall?’ Yeah, the voice of the God that hadn’t touched the earth in a long time. When that revelation came down to save those in the lowest places. The power of God miraculously healed the sick commoner, and the greatest force of the imperial palace, the central temple, slowly began to crumble. Perhaps it was not the power of God. “…So it was your doing.” Nicholas muttered in a hoarse voice as he watched Lilith, who had come up to him without realizing it. “….” A face that looked exactly like Enoch. No matter how hard he tried to crush it, it refused to bend, shining with an intensely powerful light. Those eyes, filled with blue faith. He didn’t want to admit it, but he always felt it. God, Primera, who had given him power…loved Enoch’s faith that would never be trampled. In the end, with his own hands, he was trying to destroy his castle that he had painstakingly built. And so God, That ugly traitor, Had gifted a new god to the hero they had chosen. The life that had been stretched to its limit was flickering and losing its light. “Cough. Cough…” Nicholas tried to give strength to his blurred vision. He absolutely didn’t want to give in to this. However, as if to ignore Nicholas’s desperate final prayer, his weakened legs gave way and collapsed helplessly. Truly, miserably. “….” Nicholas, kneeling before Lilith, slowly raised his head. Unlike himself, who had grown old and sick, the new God that had just bloomed on this land was young and beautiful. Beyond that indifferent expression, as if mocking himself who was about to die, a strange joy seeped in… Indignant. Disgraceful. At the end of his life, Nicholas wanted to somehow insult this being who dared to trample and trample on him. However, tragically, he didn’t even have the strength to spit at its feet. “Da…” In the end, Nicholas trembled with indescribable rage, his wrinkled lips barely parting as he muttered weakly. “D, dam..” At that moment, someone interrupted and blocked his vision. Cheshire Libre. The red eyes of the traitor, with their murderous intent, looked down at him indifferently. “Keugh!” Soon, his hand mercilessly grabbed Nicholas’s hair as he knelt down. “Your subject, Cheshire Libre, has come to become the sword of the great Primera.” Only at the very end did Nicholas finally realize. What this dirty traitor, whom he had thought was his sword, was trying to protect. How disgusting. He was going to take everything from me and rule this empire, and put her on the splendid throne that was mine… A new god. “D, damn it…” Nicholas moved his lips urgently toward Lilith, who was visible behind Cheshire. However, the traitor’s sword, that cruel death. Swish—! Nicholas’s neck was cut off first. Thud… A severed head was thrown miserably on the collapsed ruins. In the sight that was losing its light, the face of Primera bloomed white. ‘D, damn…’ The last insult that couldn’t be spit out was swallowed forever without being able to defile the new god. 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