SON OF THE HERO KING-Novel

After Sol finished what he had to say, he slowly turned around and began walking away from them, leaving Medea's world.

Medea wanted to follow him but he stopped her from doing so. Right now, he wanted her to stay with her family and play the devil's advocate in a sense. This would tilt things in his favor even if by a slight margin.

For a powerhouse like Ambrosia, simply threatening them was the height of stupidity. It was necessary to know how to advance and exactly when to retreat.

Isis hesitated for a sliver of a moment before giving a bow of respect toward the sitting Ambrosia and immediately ran after Sol.

Now alone, Ambrosia glanced at Medea and spoke calmly. If the previous events had done anything to hamper her mood, she showed none of it. “It seems like your lover finally snapped, dear daughter of mine.”

“I apologize in his stead. Sol is under tremendous pressure and this situation isn't really helping him..”

Medea bowed deeply, apologizing to Ambrosia. She had been truly surprised by Sol’s sudden outburst. But she did not fault him for that. She knew that the weight on his shoulder was enough to almost crush him and it was normal for him to snap sooner or later.

If the situation had been a bit different, she was sure that he would have not threatened Ambrosia and would have indeed given them the way to change the curse. The very fact that he already prepared this showed how much he cared for her and the witches.

Sadly, the witches disappointed him by trying to take advantage of him in a situation of need, and the situation with Lilith didn’t help at all. Medea decided to firmly stand in Sol’s camp and try to appease her mother so that she would not act in anger.

Ambrosia waved her hand dismissively, indicating to not think much of it. “I would rather have a straightforward boy like him than a treacherous man like Jupiter who hides blades behind his charming smile.”

“What will you do now, mother?”

Ambrosia closed her eyes and contemplated deeply. Her insistence on neutrality put her in this situation.

She could teach Sol a lesson here for transgressing a demigod like her. Kill Lilith and erase half of Lustburg before leaving this place. After all, the only ones she couldn’t touch were the Blessed.

But doing so would be immensely petty of her and she was not the kind of person to do such a senseless massacre just because someone tried to threaten and blackmail her.

‘Did he take my personality into account before deciding to blackmail me like that?’

Ambrosia didn’t know whether she should be impressed by his courage or be pissed because it seemed like he was taking her as a pushover.

It was quite a subtle feeling if she had to be honest.

“Medea, explain what happened to you.”

Right now, she was not interested in embarrassing her daughter. If the things Sol said were true then…

Did she even have a choice in the first place?

She began to reflect on all the years she had spent pursuing this neutrality.

Ambrosia did not want to be like the divine beasts who used their children as weapons of war nor like the goddesses who oppressed their creation.

This was why she had always been neutral, observing her children from above but never meddling in their choices. Whether they made good choices or bad choices, she was adamant about leaving them to fend for themselves.

One thousand years ago, when Medea foolishly fell in love with Jupiter, she did not intervene and when she was imprisoned, she did not help her out.

Recently, when Kali joined the Wings of Freedom, she did not act, and even when she felt Nihil’s presence, she only observed from the sidelines.

The same went for the witch council and their decisions controlled by greed.

In all those instances, Ambrosia had always chosen neutrality… Passivity.

Was it truly such a bad thing to do?

———

After Sol left Medea’s world, with Isis walking behind him, he stopped for a short instant.

“Do you think I was too harsh?”

He still had a cold sweet after facing Ambrosia and truly needed a way to calm his heart down.

This had been pretty exhilarating yet exhausting. After all, he still had many clutches to rely on. His status as a Blessed, Medea’s love, his relationship with Anubis and Tiamat.

One day, he would not have to rely on all of those. This was a promise he made inwardly.

Isis snickered, “Isn’t it a little too late to ask this?”

She then laughed, “Though, I had to admit you looked quite cool and dashing.”

“Hahaha.”

“So, what will you do now?”

“Go sleep. Rest my mind a little or something.”

“Do you even need to sleep?”

“Hum…Not really…”

With his current body and the strength of his soul, he could go on for days without needing to sleep. It was more of an habit at this point.

“Then…Why not take me with you and visit your city? This is my first human city. At least living human city.”

Sol pondered before nodding, “Let’s go. Perhaps walking outside will help me freshen my idea.”

“Yeah!” “Me too! Me too!”

Sheherazade flew out of Isis’s body and landed on Sol's head. The excitement was clear in her eyes and this gave Sol more desire to go out.

After all, how could he disappoint one of his saviors?

“Let’s sneak out.”

Sol gave a grin. For one night, he wanted to act like the young boy he should be and play some prank.

Responsibility could be left for later.

—-

Sol wanted to use his dimension to move, but he couldn’t really put Isis and Sheherazade in his dimension.

So they diminished their presence and began to walk out.

Sol felt like a child as they hide in corners and avoided the maid or the guards. The funniest thing was that he had felt some members of the crown shadow hidden in…well hidden in the shadow.

Even though Sol could move stealthily, neither he nor Isis had really received such a training. As for Sheherazade, she was basically a flying signal. There was no way they hadn’t noticed them.

But they acted as if it wasn’t the case. Willingly playing around with his little game.

It was pretty fun.

Sol had never been mischievous even as a child. After all, he did have the memory of his past life. But he faintly began to regret this.

Rather than acting mature for no reason, he should have truly enjoyed his life as a kid. It was a shame but those years would never come back.

A child would always want to grow up fast and be more adult. As the world of grown up would seem dazzling and mysterious in their eyes.

But it was only after growing up that they would realize the bitter reality and would wish to go back to their more innocent years.

When everything was simpler.

When they had no responsibility and could truly enjoy life.

It was with those thoughts that Sol finally left the confine of his castle and walked out alongside a phoenix and a fairy.

—-

“#78 here for report. The crown prince walked out. Should we follow him?”

In Milia’s office room, she listened as a woman entirely clad in black explained the situation.

As Sol had summarized, there was no way they hadn’t noticed his movement. It would have been one thing if he had used his dimension to escape but as it was, they had been ignoring him as he moved not so stealthy.

Looking at the report, Milia smiled before nodding, “Do not follow him up too close. Simply make sure to erase any possible situation that would affect his amusement.”

Currently, Lustburg was in a festive atmosphere but such a rowdy moment would give place to all kinds of problems.

She didn't know what had happened for him to think he needed to "sneak out" but it wasn't her place to think about such a thing. If his Highness wished to have fun, she would make damn sure not even a cockroach would pass through the net and ruin his day.

—-

Meanwhile, in the church of Castitas, looking at a mirror, a smile hung up on her Aurora's face before slowly slipping up.

"Hum… This won't do."

Looking at her face, she slowly rose her fingers and pulled her lips in a smile once again.

It was a more innocent smile. Filled with kindness and faith.

"Much better."

She stood up and looked at the sky, observing things that only her could seemingly see.

"Should I go out?"

She hesitated for a few moments before shaking her head. Now wasn't the time.

She just had to wait.

It didn't matter how long it took. All that mattered was reaching the goal.

Time was meaningless after all.

She went back to her mirror and once again trained her smile.

Smiling was the best way to make friends after all. At least this was what she remembered.

(AN: Some people say Sol should move and visit other places fast. Just a reminder but Sol doesn’t even know his own country. It’s time to change this.

Ambrosia is acting like a god. Watching from Above as mortal make their choices. Whether good or bad. Do you think she is wrong? Should she have been more assertive?)

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