[…Shouldn’t we have asked more questions?]
After a moment of silence, the Demon King broke the quiet and spoke.
[It seems like the evil spirit said something very important. A high-ranking member of the Dark Cult and an Apostle of Rest? The master of the soul? This is no ordinary matter, is it?]
Indeed, it was.
Seongjin picked up the amulet with a reluctant expression.
[Clearly, the past of Morres, which you don’t remember, is somehow connected to the Dark Cult. Let’s call it back and ask for more details.]
‘Hmm…’
It was a perfectly reasonable suggestion.
But for some reason, he felt a reluctance to delve deeper into the matter.
‘This feeling isn’t exactly new, though.’
Since he first opened his eyes in Delcross, Seongjin had uncharacteristically brushed aside many things. Despite his naturally curious nature, he had done so.
At first, he thought it was simply because everything was bothersome, and that in this borrowed life, such things weren’t important.
‘But Father said that all of this is an unconscious defense mechanism I employ to stay grounded in Delcross.’
If that’s the case, then shouldn’t I avoid probing too deeply?
So, hearing biased information from the evil spirit might also lead to prematurely defining myself. Just thinking that way could deepen my connection to the Dark Cult.
[If you think that way, that’s even more problematic…]
The Demon King…