Chapter 77: Wielder of Dark Power (6)
I was lost for words when I heard Abel’s earnest wish.
I should be answering, ‘of course’, but…
The truth I suddenly recalled made the worries I’ve been avoiding on purpose resurface.
Procreathor, author of
The cursed children he wanted to save, Genus and Ignis.
And finally, the reason their memories rushed into me, the reason I could hear Dragon God Gaionia’s voice, the one who cursed them.
‘Was that all just a coincidence?’
Because of the truth I still could not, nay, did not want to ascertain, I could not nod to Abel’s wish right away.
My silence seemed to have worried Abel and he added with a pale face.
“Y-you said… you will grant my wish no matter what. No take backs.”
“Ah, yes, Childe.”
I couldn’t ignore a small child who became frightened within mere moments.
I said with a smile like it was nothing.
