Son of the Hero King

After their lips separated, Sol was finally able to focus on his surroundings. And the sight made him wince.

“Damn…”

He did not know where they landed. It should only be a few kilometers away from the elves' capital. Even so, where there should have been a great and lush forest, there only lay chaos and destruction.

All the trees in the surroundings were uprooted. The ground was filled with multiple large craters as if the part had been ripped away and thrown everywhere. Fire was burning in the distance and on the other side, he could only see muddy earth as if a flood had just gone by.

The sky finally started to repair itself, the hole in reality closing and healing over time. The mana in the air was mostly nonexistent and the space showing tears in the fabric of reality even now.

Sol breathed in deeply. He was already used to seeing this level of destruction. After all, he had witnessed Lilith even destroy the barrier of his dimension in the past. However, this truly was the first time he witnessed such destruction in the Mortal Realm proper.

“Fuck…” He cursed again. If the damage was already like this in this place he did not want to think about what had transpired in the very eye of their battle. The elven capital. He dimly remembered feeling a frantic movement of mana below him. It was impossible for the elves to not have a way to protect themselves. Even so, this was definitely the worst first step in his plans of allying himself with the elves.

Should I revert everything? He pondered silently. It wasn’t impossible. If he used the Boundary of Space and Time or the Boundary of Life and Death, it would be possible to repair the damage he caused. Even though his mastery of time was inferior to that of Medea and Ambrosia.

There was sadly nothing he could do for the animals who died. While plants and animals were classified as living beings. Plants did not have souls. He definitely was not strong enough to perfectly bring back the dead to life yet. But healing and repairing the forest was possible.

Wait a minute. This is the perfect occasion. His mind started churning faster and faster as he latched onto that thought.

He didn’t need to heal things now. There was someone else who could do it. He simply had to let her do as she wished. It would be a great way for her to mend her relationship with the elves.

It would also help him save some of his trump cards.

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Once he reached this train of thought, dragon wings sprouted from behind his back and he hovered in the skies with Kiyohime nestled in his embrace. The girl had fainted. In need of a long rest after the damage she had sustained. Even though he had removed all the residual energy of destruction, it would still take a long time for her to recover from the toll that she had put herself through with this battle.

Sol was not really in a better situation either. Using the power of Destruction came with a great caveat, an impossibly vast strain on his body and mind; so much so that even the boon he received from Isis’ phoenix origins, healing him continuously, was being strained to heal him. The pace of healing had slowed considerably. This situation gave him a greater respect for Kali. She was really a witch through and through.

No matter how talented she was, mastering such a self-destructive power must have been very hard to do. He couldn’t even imagine all the suffering she would have gone through.

Well, hopefully, this doesn’t anger the goddesses.

He continued to look down at the forest while slowly flying toward the capital. Everywhere he looked, a horrifying plane of destruction greeted him. The fight between the two Kings had completely ravaged the land.

Sol was not so shameless that he could watch this situation without feeling a little guilty.

Hopefully, this won’t affect the negotiation too much. After all, I have a Dragon Queen in my arms.

He grinned and gazed at the cute sleeping dragon. Kiyohime was someone he cherished greatly. Not simply because she was his mentor and helped him get a deep understanding of his draconic origins. She was a charming and intelligent woman with endless things to like, there was simply no way for him to not cherish her. Her sense of responsibility was endearing and her stoic face when she worked was a sight to behold.

“And now she is mine.” He felt proud. He wanted to shout to the whole world. That Kiyohime was now his. That their relationship had reached a new level beyond simply mingling their flesh.

This feeling was simply euphoric. It made him wonder what he would feel once he officially married Medea, Setsuna, and the others.

It would certainly make his heart flutter. He laughed and finally stopped a short distance from the center of the destruction.

Seeing the capital before him, a sigh of relief escaped his lips.

Of course, a few trees were uprooted and the damages they received were not something he could just evaluate at a glance. However, this seemed to be the extent of the damage.

… He would do his best to ignore that everything in a 1-kilometer radius outside the Mana barrier they established was completely erased from existence.

He was just happy that no one had died during this whole fiasco. Though, he did not regret his action. After all, he could not reject Kiyohime's proposal.

Still, I don’t have any excuse for what I have done.

He sighed and started his descent. He was already dreading the kind of welcome he would receive. The eyes filled with anger and resentment. After all, he had destroyed their home.

But…

“Huh?” Sol tilted his head in confusion when he could accurately see the people of the capital.

Angry expression? Resentment and Hatred?

Hahah…

None of that existed.

“Your Majesty!”

“Radiant Lord!”

“Dragon Emperor!”

“I want your babies!”

Ignoring the weird and exasperated comments in the group, all Sol could hear were cheers of joy and excitement as if he was a star landing and being received by a group of hardcore fans.

Even after spreading his sense to the max, he could feel no hatred nor any negative feeling for that matter.

They were simply gazing at him with almost fanatical eyes as if they wished for nothing more than to embrace and devour him.

For the first time in a long time— Sol felt true bone-chilling fear. A fear that even touched the deepest depths of his soul.

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