Killing Intent and Regret

The next day at noon, the residential area on the tenth floor of the Great Tomb of Nazarick.

"Where am I?"

Staring at the unfamiliar ceiling above, Naiyuan fell into a moment of confusion.

Oh, right. I transmigrated. I'm not living in that tiny room anymore.

The first night in another world, and I slept pretty well.

Getting out of bed and stretching, Naiyuan began to get dressed, preparing to go see what Momonga and Herohero were up to.

As for washing up or things of that nature, for him now, a single Cleaning Magic spell was more than enough.

The Overall magic system was incredibly comprehensive. Not only did it possess Super-Tier Magic with immense destructive power, but it also had every conceivable spell for the small details of daily life.

After tidying his attire, Naiyuan opened his door and stepped out, but a figure standing outside made him stop in his tracks.

"Sephis?"

"Good morning, Father."

"It seems to be noon already."

"Then good afternoon, Father."

Naiyuan looked helplessly at Sephis, who was standing respectfully before him. He didn't even need to guess to know that the other had been waiting all morning.

As the child he had created with his own hands, Naiyuan could say he understood his personality better than anyone.

"Come in, Sephis. Let's talk."

Turning around and heading back into the room, Naiyuan sat on the bed and patted the spot next to him, speaking to him.

As his father, Naiyuan felt it was necessary to have a good talk with him.

"Yes, Father."

Sephis replied, then rose and walked into the room, gently closing the door behind him.

Having entered the room for the first time, Sephis looked around with some curiosity. This was his first time visiting his father's quarters.

Ordinary. Extremely ordinary.

Unexpectedly ordinary. Sephis looked at the plain, unremarkable environment before him in disbelief.

According to his expectations, even if his father's room wasn't magnificent and gilded, it shouldn't have looked like this.

Even Sephis's own room was far better than what was before him; the environment here didn't even compare to the living quarters of the maids in Nazarick.

It was completely unimaginable that this was the room of the ruler of Nazarick, the Supreme Being.

"What's wrong? Is it very different from what you imagined?"

Seeing Sephis looking somewhat dazed, Naiyuan said softly.

"Apologies, Father. I am just a bit surprised. Why would you, as a Supreme Being,..."

"Live in such a poor room, right?"

Watching Sephis stammer, Naiyuan finished his sentence for him.

In truth, Sephis was not the first to have this reaction. Back when Momonga, Peroroncino, and several other friends visited his room, they had asked the same question.

It wasn't that his room was truly poor; it actually looked quite nice. But in a game where everyone was eager to turn their rooms into imperial palaces, he was indeed an outlier.

"I don't like that kind of gaudy, golden splendor. After all, it's just a place to sleep; there's no need to be so particular."

"This kind of environment is quite nice as it is. I like it very much."

Naiyuan pulled Sephis to the bedside to sit down and explained to him.

In reality, this room was a recreation of a scene from his memories of two lifetimes ago.

Living in an environment like this gave him a sense of peace.

As the saying goes, a golden nest or a silver nest is not as good as one's own doghouse.

Of course, this wasn't a doghouse; it should be called a dragon's den.

"Alright, let's move past this topic."

"By the way, Sephis, you should have talked to Aura and Mare by now, right?"

Naiyuan looked at Sephis with some curiosity. After all, they were all his children, and he cared deeply about their relationships.

"Yes, Father. I had a very good talk with them."

"Aura and Mare are now my most important family."

Recalling their secret conversation earlier, Sephis also revealed a smile.

They had hit it off quite well when it came to the subject of protecting Father.

"That's good."

"Um, Father, may I ask a question?"

"What is it?"

"Father, what is your relationship like with the other two Supreme Beings?"

Recalling the plan he and Aura had devised, Sephis carefully probed.

Although he suspected the Supreme Being Herohero of harboring ulterior motives, Sephis still wanted to ask for his father's perspective. After all, the matter was of such great magnitude that he still felt some hesitation.

Assassinating a Supreme Being—the plan was simply too insane.

"That? They are family, Sephis, my most important family!"

Recalling the experiences of the past, Naiyuan said with a smile.

"...Is that so?"

Hearing this answer, Sephis was momentarily stunned; it was somewhat different from what he had expected.

"Then, if something were to happen to the other two Supreme Beings..."

"Sephis!!"

Sephis wanted to continue questioning, but before he could finish his sentence, Naiyuan interrupted him with a loud shout.

Dark golden dragon pupils stared fixedly at Sephis, and his entire being radiated a terrifying aura.

"There are no 'ifs,' Sephis. Remember that."

"If something I am unaware of were to truly happen, I would investigate it to the very end."

"Momonga and Herohero are my most important family. Nothing will happen to them—not now, and not in the future."

Sensing his father's anger, Sephis did not hesitate; he immediately knelt on one knee, cold sweat dripping continuously from his head.

He could feel the terrifying pressure emanating from his father. Scales were sprouting across his body, and the characteristics of a Dragonoid were rapidly emerging. He knew his father's current state all too well; this was the transformation that occurred only when a Dragonoid was consumed by Wrath.

"I understand, Father. I will ensure that the two Lords do not suffer even the slightest harm."

His heart pounding rapidly, Sephis felt as if he were a lone boat drifting in the midst of a violent storm, ready to be capsized by the massive waves at any moment.

With no further thoughts of probing, Sephis made a hasty promise without a second thought.

"That is for the best, Sephis. Remember my words; this is an order."

Dark golden dragon pupils stared coldly at the child he had created. He was not a fool; the other's questions had made him sense that something was wrong.

He did not know what Sephis was thinking, but Momonga, in particular, was his reverse scale. If anyone dared to touch him, they had better be prepared for a fate worse than death.

Even if that person was one he had created, he would not hesitate in the slightest.

He could bestow love upon them, and he could give them anything in the world, because they were family.

However, there are some bottom lines that even family cannot touch. Even if it were his own child, he would not forgive them; he had to make the other party understand this.

"Yes, Father."

Sephis replied, trembling, unable to suppress the terror in his heart.

Originally, he had only wanted to test his father's opinion regarding the two Supreme Beings, but he had been too careless. His blunt questioning had allowed his father to discover his intentions.

He had been warned. He knew that Father must have guessed something, which was why he had issued a direct warning to him.

He even felt that if he weren't a being created by Father, he might have been in grave danger this time.

Father was truly furious this time. Sephis was certain he hadn't misread that gaze, which seemed as if it would kill him the very next moment.

If he had shown even a hint of hesitation just now, even he would have been killed on the spot.

"I trust you, Sephis. Do not disappoint me. I do not wish to see things I do not want to see."

Naiyuan narrowed his eyes, scrutinizing Sephis as he knelt before him, and spoke slowly.

"As you command."

Sephis replied nervously. Although he was quite powerful—even if he were to engage in battle with Naiyuan, he could hold out for a period of time—for someone like Sephis, who had developed such extreme thoughts as killing the Supreme Beings to uphold Naiyuan's status and dignity, the idea of fighting his own father was unthinkable; he would rather commit suicide.

"You may withdraw."

Watching Sephis's trembling figure as he rose, opened the door, and departed, Naiyuan felt unsettled within.

He had appeared furious just now, but it was more a sense of distress and stifled frustration.

Was my tone too harsh just now? In the end, Sephis's intentions were for my sake.

"Sigh..."

Naiyuan felt a pang of regret. The moment he thought of Momonga potentially being in danger, he had subconsciously developed the urge to kill the other party.

Instantly, killing intent had enveloped Sephis, as if he were about to strike at any moment to eliminate a future threat.

Although he had eventually calmed down, seeing the other's trembling state, Naiyuan knew he had terrified him with his killing intent.

The lonely and trembling appearance of his son as he left made Naiyuan feel even more agitated. He knew he had gone too far.

As a father, he should not have exposed such killing intent; he should have guided him with care.

For a child into whom he had poured so much heart and soul, he should have used a gentle approach to correct his errors, rather than resorting to violent means.

To show killing intent toward my own child... have I become the very thing I hate most?

My child, I hope you do not hate me...