Reincarnated as incubus: I didn't mean to seduce you!

Chapter 1051 283: Butterflies Ultimately Cannot Cross the Sea of Stars (10K)

Caesar scratched his head and said gloomily, "Perhaps in the dead of night, I'll regret it? I'm not as heartless as you think, it's just that sometimes things are beyond my control. By the time I realize it, I've already lost her."

Kael sighed for the umpteenth time, "...You're upset."

"Hmm, aren't you upset?"

"I don't know."

Kael looked somewhat bewildered. To be honest, although Olivia half-forced him to recognize a sibling relationship, he hadn't interacted with her much.

For a while, Kael's memory of Olivia remained on the strange white-haired woman laughing and causing a ruckus with a beer mug in hand at the harvest festival.

"It wasn't so bad the day she left, just needed some time to adjust. But just now, when I saw that table full of bottles, I don't even know if it counts as grieving for someone else's misfortune, but it really irritated me."

"That's being upset. I've heard Bartlett say that you seem glum all the time, people who don't know you might think you're really deep. But meeting you now, it's a nice surprise. At least you seem a bit more alive."

Kael pondered for a moment and shook his head, saying, "Someone once told me that-"

Kael attempted to mimic the expression and tone of an Old Goblin from the Dungeon in the [Empire's Remnants]:

"Actually, separation isn't so scary.

After 650,000 hours, when we oxidize into the wind, we can become two adjacent bubbles in the same glass of beer, can become two nestled dust particles under the same streetlamp.

The atoms in the universe won't vanish, and eventually, we can be together."

After speaking, he realized his mimicry was off, slightly awkward, so he laughed and said:

"So, I don't feel that upset. After all, I'm someone who's good at self-comfort. Even if someone leaves me in the future, I'll just think that the Big Tree sheltering me from the wind and rain is her, the wind passing through my palm is her, the light illuminating my night path is still her."

Kael was slightly lost in thought.

Yet when that time comes, it will still feel a bit lonely.

Caesar lit a cigarette and took a deep drag.

His lung capacity was evidently great, half the cigarette was gone in one puff. He gently tapped off the ash and said:

"Olivia used to send me packaged fish jerky from the Duchy of Ingerlance every month.

I counted them, there were thirty-two. I put them in a tin box, placed it in my spatial pouch, eating one each day, thinking that when she returned each year, I could eat them all at once.

But when she came back, I wasn't interested in the fish jerky anymore.

Oh, by the way, did she ever tell you?

At first, she sent frozen fish, packing lots of ice in the box every time, but the Duchy of Ingerlance was so far away, back then the Teleportation Arrays weren't fully established, and by the time the fish arrived here, they were spoiled.

I always told her they tasted good, haha, but they were actually inedible, so I just dried them on the windowsill, sometimes picking up the jerky and having a look...

Nowadays, the logistics system of the Yibel Federation is more efficient.

You know, when Olivia first came to this godforsaken place in Ingerlance, it wasn't developed yet. Standing where I am now, all you could see were endless mountains.

Later, as it developed, I enjoyed standing at the top of the Royal Court looking this way, hoping my eyesight was sharp enough to see this place in one glance.

Sometimes I'd even check the Yibel Federation's large map to see the territory being filled and expanded by generations of newcomers. Back then the infrastructure was poor, even Magical Equipment was limited in quantity.

For a brief moment, I'd miss that child immensely, she was always so well-behaved. It worried me to let her wander outside, unlike her brother...

When the longing became too much, I'd try to recall the stick figure family drawing she made when she was little, and her swordsmanship talent made that drawing... really atrocious.

My drawings were much better, and I'd try to replicate the drawing from memory. Before going to sleep, I'd look at it a few times, then dream of her coming back to me with a fairly decent success rate.

That child used to dream of turning into a butterfly and flying back to me, but later realized that a butterfly couldn't cross the stars and the sea.

So she always said she wished she could catch a monster that could teleport instantly, so at night she could zip back home without me noticing, and then zip back in the morning.

Later, she said she found something to replace that monster, but she didn't come back often. After all, in that child's eyes, if at that time in the Dungeon, she could've sliced through everything with her sharp sword light as she usually did, faster, just a bit faster...

Her companions could have survived.

But how could that be possible? An intricately laid trap isn't so easy to just break out of; one must be prepared to perish together with them.

She was a very gentle child. I knew she always wielded her sword for others, even if it was just to meet others' expectations, she would go to such lengths.

But ever since that day, her sword broke.

She told me she wanted to hide far away, to be quiet for a while, only to chat with me through messages in the Communication Crystal, saying that the ants in the Lancaster Territory bite really painfully, much more vicious than the ones back home..."

He spoke these words softly, his voice gentle, so unlike his towering frame.

For some reason, Kael felt that this strongest human now seemed hunched over as if he had aged.

Perhaps because of a broken heart.

The emotions conveyed through his words were so heavy they were suffocating. Just listening made it feel like one was immersed in an old memory.

Turns out, even for the strongest among Demigods, there are times when they can't control their future.

No, that's not right...

I should say that carrying the weight of so many people's expectations is like an invisible chain that binds this man's every move.

Unexpectedly, Kael didn't dislike such a person.

Or rather, he knew very well, it was because of people like him that one generation after another of humans could make comebacks against the odds.

As the conversation reached here, Caesar fell silent, finally just extending his large hand to pat Kael's shoulder: "In any case, now that you're back, don't wander around. The Holy Hall won't act against you for a while."

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