Chapter 1145 Do The Same
"You said that I was always the creator," muttered Arthur with newfound doubt as he squinted at the guardian. "You now tell me that my father made sure I was the creator? How can any human do that?"
"That is not something I dared nor demanded to know," said Jizo with a shake of his head. "Your father had his ways of doing things that no one could understand. How did he know which fissure to use in order to travel through time?"
"Are you saying that he had some knowledge that not even the Scholar Guardian had?" asked Arthur with confusion. Jizo shrugged without giving a reply, making Arthur frown. "He is nothing but a lunatic."
"Your father might be the smartest human I have ever met," the scholar said, stating the cold-hard truth. "He was calculating and decisive. Nothing was out of reach for him, not even the gods. If he wanted to achieve glory, there were better ways to do that."
"Then, what is his goal?"
"I am not one to tell," said the guardian with a shrug. "My views of him don't make him a better person. He is flawed, and so am I. We are not good people no matter how much we try to believe we are."
"Then what about the Holy Crown? What was the reason behind its creation?" asked Arthur as he tried to change the subject, since the guardian was beginning to upset him. Instead of answers, he was receiving questions.
"A foolish hope that the seven families would change. I designed the Holy Crown to ensure that the seven families remain weakened, but also choose a suitable candidate from among them to lead the rest. In the end, no one was worthy of the crown."
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"As a tool designed to nurture souls, the crown is supposed to unleash potentials, hence the insignias. It does not give powers that do not exist, but it acts as a beacon to regulate the latent potential within souls."
"What about the legacy of kings?"
"The Holy Crown was our first attempt to change the world, me and Arthur both," said the guardian. "I still hope that someone from the seven families would be wise enough to deserve the crown."
"What if I take the crown myself?"
"You have the two strongest powers in the universe, so why crave more?" asked the guardian with confusion. "The crown is nothing but an accessory to a fraction of your powers."
As he heard the words, Seref calmed down. Then, he rose from the ground, pushing himself up with his bare hands. When the two stood face to face, Jizo felt nostalgic of their meetings in the past.
"Long time no see, old friend," said Seref with a smile as the pathetic man from earlier disappeared. "As the spirit said, you are not meant to be on my side anymore. What brings you here behind Arthur's back?"
"I told Arthur the truth about everything he asked, except one," said the guardian as he looked at Seref with unknown emotions. "I still honor the spiritual contract that we have, Seref. I would never reveal that truth to him."
"Are you here to state the obvious?" asked the spirit as it flipped through a certain book. Jizo noticed that it had his name on it. "Your end is fast approaching, guardian. Please stick to your role."
"Close your damn mouth," said Jizo while glaring at the spirit. "I will live as I please and die when I desire. No matter how important your stupid books are, I refuse to abide by a story."
"Stories can be changed, and all endings are endings," said the spirit as it closed the book. "In order to reach the ideal ending, we must play our role. Each one of us."
"What did you come here for, Jizo?" asked Seref with confusion as he raised his hand for the spirit to stop. As the guardian turned toward him again, the man he admired continued. "Are you hesitating about whether Arthur should know the truth or not?"
"I am."
"Kill your hesitations, then."
"I would not be able to tell him, even if I wanted," said the guardian with a sigh. "If I even imply that there is something you hide about your motives, then I would die before my throat produces the words."
"Then, are you here to convince me?" asked Seref again with an interested smile. "Nothing will change my resolve to keep going with this story. As long as I reach the ending, I don't care what happens to me."
"Then, what made you spiral just moments ago?" asked the guardian with a squint. "You reached your limits, Seref. If Arthur learns the truth after you are gone, it would hurt him far more than it hurts you now."
"The ending..."
"Forget the ending, damn it," said the guardian as he snapped. "Take a break from being the villain in this story. You scheme and scheme to achieve something that would yield no benefits to you."
"If we all look for benefits, the world will collapse," said Seref with the same confident smile that he gave Jizo thirty years ago. It was thirty years for the guardian, but it was far more for the time traveler. "You have chosen how to live, so let me do the same."
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