Chapter 99: Divine Intervention (II)
I felt a bit relieved. It was nice to know that certain Legendary Weapons weren't dangerous to touch, but a couple of them were. The thought of almost messing up and handing it to random people without a thought could spell disaster, but it made me wonder how I could even find the one true hero in the beginning.
"So, how would I know if they can hold it?"
"You will be called."
"Called?"
The King nodded. "It will all come in due time."
What an ambiguous answer. The only time that the Legendary Weapon ever responded was for Phil himself, but I wasn't sure if I should tell them about it. "Has there ever been a time where more than one Legendary Creature appeared?"
"Never. There's a saying that the Legendary Creatures knows when it is time for them to appear. The existence of magic moves when the world calls for it to create them. More than one of them can't be spawned at the same time."
It answered the question that I wanted to know about the Black Gryphon, screaming out why I was out and about now. It must have mistaken me for being a Legendary Creature that's supposed to come out once every six thousand years, but I think he forgot that my scale color is white.
"So if I understand correctly, the last Dragon maiden has died and passed on her abilities to me."
The King nodded. "That would be your mother."
The word mother stuck on my lips. I wasn't sure how to feel about that, because I have never met her before. "What about my father?"
"That would be me," spoke Olivo.
My head turned so quickly that I swear I thought I had a whiplash. The scary-looking man that reminds one of a Japanese Oni than a Divine made my head spin. The only similarity that we had was the odd eye color. How could I miss the odd eye color that we both shared?
"You're my father? Can you turn into a dragon too?"
Olivo frowned. "No. I am a half Divine and half dragon. I have the bloodline of the Conrad families that has the bloodline of a dragon. I had been brought into the Drakel family and took on the Drakel name. Not everyone can turn into a dragon. It's rare for us to bear a true dragon, like yourself, that can change from one form to another. Only the head of each household can. To be paired with the Drakel family, one must have blue and green; without it, they wouldn't be even allowed to marry."
There was no fatherly feeling about him. Isn't he supposed to be jumping in joy or something? Maybe he's the type that doesn't like children. That could be the answer. He felt completely like a stranger, rather than a father, so it was really difficult to believe that he was. He made it sound like it was some kind of business deal, that made me feel weird. The other two didn't even flinch from his words and made it seem like a normal everyday thing.
"Um….Are you really, my father?"
"Yes." Olivo didn't say anything else and stood there quietly.
"I see." Silenced followed after, making me uncomfortable. I didn't know if I should jump up with joy and run to him or just stand here. I knew nothing of him from my memories anyway, so it's best not to act out of character. To make the stifling air not unbearable, I started to ask different questions to change the subject. "Then how are the legendary creatures associated with the Ancient Civilizations. I thought they were made from them. It kind of contradicts what I know."
The three were surprised that I spoke of the Ancient Civilizations and seem to be a bit uncomfortable.
"I thought you knew nothing."
"I wouldn't say I'm completely blank. I have been studying and learned from a couple of sources that the Ancient Civilizations had something to do with the Legendary Creatures. Is it true that the dragons and the rest are created from them?"
"Yes, they are the ones that started the cycle of the six. The ancient civilizations are best learned from the mouth of the Priestess herself."
"It's going to be slightly difficult to go to her."
"Why would that be?"
"Um, I was cursed. I can't completely change into a dragon every single time."
"What do you mean?" The King gripped the side of the chair, looking grim when I told him this.
"I'm not sure. This could be a reason why I can't remember much. I only can change once a week if I leave this city."
"So, you're stating that you can change into your dragon form anytime you're living here."
"Yes." I hope this stopped them from wanting me to move away from here like Elcro did. I actually like it here.
"This is a lot more difficult than I thought."
"Would you, by any chance, know who cursed me?"
"That would be your sister's mother."
This made me remember the curse that I remember reading: The curse of the unwanted dragon that gave me a child's body. I dislike turning into a small child, luckily so far I'm not in my child form.
"Your aunt is a powerful witch." The King said with a low tone of voice. "Our kind doesn't have many witches, their power corrupts our pure souls, and your aunt took that path."
"Why did she curse me?"
The King was silent. "Your aunt was known to be the most powerful spell caster in the entirety of the Divine race. She got mad at your mother for something trivial and tried to kill her. She cast her spell out of spite towards her, but instead it landed onto you. They fought, and eventually, your aunt won, killing her. She then tried to steal her power, but your mother's power has all been transferred onto you before she could do that. Before your mother was about to die, she cast her magic upon you and teleported you somewhere else. I guess this place is the last magic that your mother has left you behind, though I suspect that the curse warped a bit of your mother's magic."
I felt a bit sad about not meeting my mother, who had died for me. What surprised me next was the angry feeling that I had against my aunt, who had done something evil.
"What happened to my aunt?"
"She escaped. We still haven't found her."
"So, there is no way to break this curse on me?"
"Except the caster themselves, it's too powerful of a magic to break it. I fear that if anyone else tries to break it, the curse could kill you."
I thought it over about what the King had said. "What was the trivial reason that my aunt killed my mother?"
"She stated that it was all for love."
"Um…love?" I look towards my supposed father. He didn't answer, but the King did.
"Yes, love. A primitive instinct that we don't use often. It is rare for a Divine to feel love."
I frowned. What is with this complicated family situation? I've got a cold father, a crazy aunt, and a king that doesn't seem to be in a hurry to save the world. It seems like all of them didn't seem to believe in love at all. Now, we need the demon lord to walk in here to complete the crazy set of people.
A knock could be heard.
Coco opened up the door, and Phil was standing in front of the door.
I take it back. I shouldn't have thought such a thought ever!
Phil walked in and stopped when he saw all of us in the room. I was glad that he wasn't wearing the Legendary Laurel Sword on his waist, the sword had escaped last night and secretly made its way to his room. I ran around the whole castle, trying to find that damnable sword, and when I did, it was with Phil.
He was cleaning the sword as if nothing was wrong. When I tried to summon it back, Laurel just wouldn't listen. So, I gave up. There was still a faint trace of the Legendary sword somewhere on his body, almost like it disappeared into a different space.
"This is?" Phil glanced from one to another.
"The one that's sitting down is the King of Divine Race. The guy in all black is my father, Olivo, and the other one is Elcro."
Phil's eyes became wide from the sudden introduction. He gave the King a graceful bow and stood back up straight. "My name is Phil Zemrick."
"Ah, yes. The Zemrick family. Your grandfather must have been Hon Zemrick, correct?"
"Do you know my grandfather?"
The King chuckled. "Your grandfather had served me for five years before making a name for himself with the humans. Given the Duke's title for his powers and even married off his son to the elven princess to create a tighter connection with the elven kin. Your grandfather was part of our people. One of the twelve major houses: the House of Leaves. They would still welcome you into their family if you were to come back with us."
"I would think about it."
"To see such a powerful magic user as yourself would be a good addition to the family."
This was my first time hearing about Duke Hon's and Phil's history. I didn't know that he was part royalty and even possibly had a tiny bit of the Divine race blood flowing. They weren't many things that I knew about Phil, except that he hated the elves with passion, and his family line was considered a high standard. "How is your mother and father doing?"
"They have passed away."
"I see." The King's voice sounded a bit tight.
"And your grandfather."
"Same."
The King's eyes showed emotions. "My condolences."
"Thank you."
Silence followed after making the whole room drop another temperature lower. Why were just these four standing in silence, making the whole room cold and heavy to breathe? I guess having the King of the Divine Race, my father, and the future Demon Lord all in the same room brings out the worst in all of them at the same time. One could say this was the worst matchup in the history of politics and family all in one.
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