Chapter 270: The White Lion (3)
I turned my eyes away from the beautiful, ashen underworld and looked at Uburka. “I know someone who thinks like that.”
"What?"
“I know someone who thinks like that,” I repeated.
The Tower master felt that everything was her responsibility. Well, actually, she made it so that everything was her responsibility.
“But I’m not her,” I said calmly.
Kieeeeeeeeee—
On a distant rocky mountain, a white beast stood tall. Its roar pierced through the fog. Small green creatures that were afraid of the beast could be seen flocking around it.
Gorrr...
They clung to the bottom of the rocks, seemingly unsure whether to climb to where the beast was or stay put.
I held my sword up. “I decided to go down a different path from that person. Of course, you are allowed to blame me. The mistakes you make, the curses you hear, you may think these are all my fault for choosing you as my species. I sent you into this world for seemingly no reason and raised you. Maybe that is how you feel. It’s okay to blame me, but... Come back when you become stronger than me. If you can make yourselves happier than I made you, then come at me!”
With a chuckle, I swung the holy sword. Shiny, the Goddess of Protection, shone brightly, living up to her name. The ashen, dark clouds were cut in half, the blue sky coming into view through the gap.
“If you can make yourselves more lovely, cool, intelligent, and beautiful than I did, then sure, I’ll gladly admit my failure as a parent! Until then, I am the strongest daddy ever!” I clenched my right hand. “Estelle!”