After the court meeting, Claude ordered William, Shawn, and Sun to leave him alone for a while. Though, as expected, Morion didn’t want to leave his side at all.
Claude could only sigh, giving up and letting Morion do whatever she wanted — which apparently meant sitting on his lap and hugging him tightly.
Meanwhile, he was busy staring at the mirror in front of him.
"So you really are a being, huh? What a disappointment." He sighed. "I thought you’d be like a proper system, you know? Guiding a transmigrator or an isekai’d man or something."
[...]
[Excuse me! My existence is far superior to those systems! I know everything about this land and I’ve even given you authority and skills those systems could never!]
[But fine! If you’re that stubborn, I’ll act like a system for you!]
"Oh really? Try it then." He smirked, his fingers still gently rubbing Morion’s hair.
[Ding!]
[New Quest Available!]
[Quest: Increase the number of dwellers in Elysium using your seed and blood. Spread your legacy by making demons and witches bear your children.]
"Huh? Just that? Where’s the rest? Where are my rewards? EXP? Gold coins?"
[...]
[Rewards: 100 gold coins and a Legendary Sword of Darkness!]
Claude raised a brow. "You... You stole that from the kingdom treasury room, didn’t you?"
Keira cleared her throat awkwardly.
[That’s not the point! What matters is I gave you a quest! I’m guiding you to become stronger!]
He just laughed. "The quest is indeed useful but if I want something from the treasury, I’ll just take it myself."
"Hmm... But children, huh? Can’t believe I’m actually supposed to make as many as I can." He rubbed his chin thoughtfully.
[You could open the palace gate during the banquet and gather as many young female demons as possible.]
"True… but I could just order William to gather all the female demons for me." He smirked.
"Still, I’ll use the banquet to get close to the important families."
A brief silence followed as Claude’s mind wandered elsewhere. Before he realized it, Morion was half-asleep, her small body still curled up on his lap.
"As far as I know, Donovan was defeated more than 300 years ago… so how the hell is she only turning 190 this year?" he muttered, fingers still combing through her hair.
Morion’s eyes opened slowly, her voice soft and drowsy. "Mother told me to stay hidden in my egg… that’s why I’m such a late bloomer." Her voice trembled with sadness.
"Even in my egg, I knew my father’s voice and his soul… I could feel them," she said, looking straight into his eyes.
"Father… you won’t leave me again, right?"
Claude’s expression softened. "Of course not. I’ve got no plans to die anytime soon."
He hugged Morion tighter. "I’ll stay by your side for as long as you want me."
"Really? That’s great!" Her smile was small but genuine.
"But… don’t promise me anything, Father. Everyone always breaks their promises."
Her words hit him harder than expected, making him even more empathetic toward her.
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For someone like him, with a childhood full of shit memories, he understood better than anyone that no kid should have to suffer like that.
So in his heart, he made a vow — that every daemon child under his reign would grow up with enough love, no matter what.
After that, Claude listened to Keira rambling about how great and useful she was.
Apparently, she could change the weather in Elysium, making the eternal snow disappear and turning the land more prosperous.
She could also increase, decrease, or even completely remove the mist surrounding the land — the same mist that had been protecting Elysium from the Church’s prying eyes.
But still, Claude wasn’t satisfied. "What else can you do?"
[...]
Keira went silent for a long while before finally speaking again.
[I can show you the world through this mirror. Though… it’s limited to areas without any light barriers in place.]
Claude rubbed his chin, then his eyes widened as an interesting idea popped into his mind.
"Can you show me where Enzo is? Or do you need me to explain who he is first?"
[Normally, yes. But since I have access to your memories, I already know who Enzo is. I can show you his exact location right now.]
A cruel smirk spread across Claude’s face.
"Show me, then. I want to see what that bastard’s been doing all this time — without me and my mother."
The mirror’s surface turned murky, swirling as if searching for Enzo’s location.
After a few moments, the image cleared, revealing Enzo sitting comfortably at a table, eating breakfast.
He wasn’t alone. A beautiful woman appeared, placing a basket of bread on the table before sitting beside him.
On Enzo’s right sat a child, probably no older than one, happily playing with her food.
Claude’s blood instantly boiled. "That piece of shit! So he’s living peacefully with a whole new family while me and my mother were hunted like animals?!"
He clenched his fists so hard they trembled. "I can’t let this continue. I’ll make his life hell — just like he did to mine!"
"Keira, can I teleport directly to this place?" he asked, his voice cold and sharp.
Claude had gained countless spells, martial arts techniques, and all kinds of knowledge — but Keira’s powers were something entirely different that he couldn’t find in the knowledge given by Donovan.
[Yes, you can! You can step into the mirror and teleport right in front of them.]
[See? I told you I’m useful!]
Claude’s smirk returned as he stared at Enzo’s happy, oblivious face — laughing freely without a care in the world as he gently caressed his daughter’s bald little head.
Something Claude never got.
Because to Enzo, Claude was nothing but a thorn in his so-called happiness.
Claude could still remember every second of it — becoming a silent witness to the Church’s relentless pursuit, hearing their boots echo in the dead of night, watching his mother’s anxious, terrified eyes every time she witnessed the witch being burned.
"Ah, yes…" Claude’s smirk deepened, dark and sinister. "I can visit that town too — and kidnap them.’
The sheer thought of all the ways he could break that peace — the pain he could inflict — made his rage burn hotter.
He was going to make sure Enzo’s happiness shattered into nothing but screams.