Dungeon Maker Chapter 153 Mammon's Legacy 4

Chapter 153 Mammon“s Legacy 4

Mammon smiled. Seeing his smile, Yong-ho had no choice but to accept his advice.

Mammon turned and slowly climbed the stairs. He moved on with Yong-ho gazing at him from behind.

Looking at his back, Yong-ho raised his head a little more. He looked up to the sky at the end of the stairs. And he realized that the sky was not in the demon world or in the human world.

It was something different.

Darkness captured the light.

Yong-ho opened his eyelid.

"Cough!"

He gasped for breath. When he opened his eyes urgently, he saw his father thrown into confusion. He could hear Catalina's voice, too.

"Master!"

Yong-ho felt heartsick. Losing his balance at the moment, he quickly reached out and touched the ground. Catalina hugged his waist.

His jacket was taken off, or rather, it was torn apart.

A metal plate that was split into dozens of pieces was attached to his left chest like a tattoo.

Like a wound from a beast's claw, it was long and reached down to his side.

It didn't hurt. Rather, he felt fresh. He felt like he got a big load off his chest.

He naturally closed his eyes. He felt greedy. His greed ate something new. He could do what he couldn't do before.

The power of attribute. Something he devoured but could not make his own.

Greed awakened Agares' lightning again. The earth, which was the attribute of the land worm, also woke up after lightning.

He felt the light and darkness one after another. The earth, fire, wind, water, lightning, light, and darkness, called the Seven Great Attributes, all radiated their own light inside greed.

Their strength and weakness existed. However, everything empowered him.

Even those things other than the Seven Great Attributes could now be called his attributes.

Yong-ho opened his eyes again and reserved his stronger greed.

Then he smiled with an effort at his father and Catalina, who was wearing a worried expression, to try to calm them down.

"I'm okay."

"Are you really okay? Doesn't it hurt?"

"Yes, I'm fine."

Mammon's purpose was twofold, namely pa.s.sing down memories and reinforcing greed. Of the two, pa.s.sing down memories was incomplete. However, only reinforcing greed was done properly.

'I feel like I've learned how to deal with greed.'

It was the kind of know-how that he could obtain only after dealing with the power of greed for a long time. He felt he obtained it. He even felt greed and his own will were united into one.

Yong-ho carefully pushed Catalina aside and changed the way he was sitting.

Watching his son quietly, his father let out a sigh as if he felt relaxed.

"Well, I think it's true that the demon king's blood is flowing in our family."

"The Devil's blood is also flowing," Yong-ho said abruptly.

One of the transferred memories naturally came out.

"Our ancestors, I mean the woman who married Mammon and gave birth to our ancestors. She wasn't pure human but half-human and half-demon. She was sort of a nine-tailed fox, and her name was Yon."

Catalina, who didn't know what a nine-tailed fox was, blinked with a confused look.

His father, who was dumbfounded for a moment, soon regained his composure and said, "It's unconventional, but it's a secret of our birth that isn't particularly surprising."

Anyway, it happened a thousand years ago, and those born at that time were also the very distant ancestors of Yong-ho's family.

Yong-ho also nodded at the new fact about his ancestors. The descendants of the demon king or the descendants of the demon king and the half-demon were the same. Anyway, Cheon's family was mixed with lots of human blood for a thousand years.

The legacy inherited from generation to generation for a thousand years was now in Yong-ho's heart. Moreover, it was unlikely that he would remove it.

His father stood up, slightly glancing at the clock on the wall. He told Yong-ho and Catalina, who were about to stand up simultaneously.

"It's so dark outside. Go to sleep. I have made the bed for you in your room."

"Daddy?"

His father pa.s.sed by his son and opened the door of the main bedroom. It seemed that he planned to show him to the room in person.

After all, Yong-ho also hurriedly stood up. Catalina also came out with the two into the living room. However, the way his father acted was a bit weird.

Instead of heading to Yong-ho's room, his father headed toward the front door.

On the way, he didn't forget to put on the coat on the sofa in the living room.

"Let me go out for a drink. I'm probably coming back late tomorrow morning."

"Pardon?"

What the heck was he talking about? How could he get out when his son returned home in several months? Was he going out for a drink with somebody at this time?

When he was at a loss about what to do, his father clicked his tongue.

Then he winked at Yong-ho and left quickly.

Before following his father, Yong-ho recalled his last glance at him. Then he naturally understood what his father signaled to him.

He gulped before he knew it and turned quickly.

Instead of taking care of Catalina, who was also embarra.s.sed, Yong-ho opened the door of his room.

There were two pillows but one blanket in the middle of the room.

He could immediately understand what it meant. Both blushed and gulped at the same time.

***

It was dark and quiet.

Even though he kept a thick cotton blanket on, he felt like he could hear his heartbeat.

He gasped for breath, though briefly. Without even closing his eyes, he just stared at the ceiling.

In fact, there was nothing special about it. It wasn't the first time he laid on the floor side by side with Catalina like this. Didn't he sleep with her on the floor like this for a few days after becoming the master of the house?

'No, it's different! How can it be the same this time?!'

Yes, that was true. This time, the situation was too different. It was definitely not the same as the previous situation.

First of all, there was no Eligos. There was no Lucia. There wasn't even Ophelia who could open the door anytime and disturb them. Even Aamon didn't respond as usual. It was as if Aamon fell asleep.

"Catali…"

"Mast…"

The two blurred at the same time before stopping.

In extreme tension, he squeezed his voice.

"You go first."

"You first, master…"

Even this time, they talked at the same time. Their voices couldn't mix in the air and shattered. He closed his eyes tightly in a tense situation that made him so nervous and excited.

He caught his breath to pluck up courage.

At that moment, there was something that touched his fingertips. It was her hand that he held not only today but also several times in the past. But her touch was special this time. Her hand just touched his fingertips, but he felt like his chemistry with her was electrifying.

He didn't know if he moved first or Catalina did it first, but suddenly, their hands touched each other. Naturally, they interlocked their fingers.

"Remember my wish for you? It's still valid, right?" She said when he opened his eyes.

Although she stuttered, she said it clearly. He turned his head to the side.

Lying on her side, she was looking at him with her ears drooping.

He did not move. She carefully stretched out one of her hands that didn't touch him.

She had her face close to him.

This time, she closed her eyes again. He could hear her breathing. Then she kissed him.

Her shy kissing did not end there. She felt like her tongue melted. Her heart was beating wildly as if it was going to burst at any moment. The saliva she tasted for the first time was so sweet.

'You're so good at kissing.'

He was embarra.s.sed. Her kiss was clearly clumsy. But it was really fascinating.

Since it was her first time kissing him, it was funny for him to question if it was good or bad, but he was convinced that she kissed well. Her kiss reminded him that she was a half succubus.

Her breathing, which paused for a moment, continued again. Her sweet breathing touched his lips.

Gently opening his eyes, he gulped again before he knew it. He looked at her blus.h.i.+ng cheeks and her eyes, wandering about what to do. Curling up her body because she was shy, she looked so lovely to him.

He naturally caressed her cheeks, which were hot. He smiled, and she slightly curled her lips.

Her ears that drooped got stiff as if she was tense.

He then touched his ears and kissed her once again.

***

Yong-ho's father returned home around lunchtime the next day. His son, whose mind he read so well, was comfortably sitting on the sofa in the living room.

His son looked so peaceful and relaxed as if he owned the whole world.

He winked at his son like he did last night, who was smiling at him like a man.

This time, Yong-ho opened his mouth first.

"Daddy, are you not going to open the shop?"

"Today the store is closed temporarily. Have you forgotten telling me you are going back tomorrow?"

Yesterday, the store was already open, and there were customers, so he could not forcibly close it. But he could close it today.

Catalina, who usually slept late in the morning, woke up much later today.

Feeling a bit awkward, Yong-ho prepared lunch. Usually, there were only two at the dining table, but today, there were three after a long time.

Another dreamlike day pa.s.sed.

Packing lots of stuff to take to the demon world, Yong-ho tore the scroll to create a new twist. When he sent a signal to the House of Mammon, a large door of s.p.a.ce was formed from the twist.

"I will come back again."

He couldn't go with his father. It wasn't time yet. It was highly likely that a new war would break out in the demon world.

His father tapped Yong-ho on the shoulder. He didn't feel sorry for his son, who didn't talk about going with him.

"Son, as always, I respect your choice. So, behave yourself well. Don't get hit by anybody. Got it?"

He winked with one eye. At that moment, Yong-ho knew it.

His father already noticed that what his son said was not true and that the demon world was by no means a peaceful and safe place.

After all, Yong-ho couldn't deceive his father. His father could discern everything about him by merely looking at his gaze.

It was possible because he was his father and parent.

His father slapped him on the shoulder. Instead of holding him in his arms, his father took a step back and increased the distance between them.

"Go back now."

"Yes, Dad."

Yong-ho smiled at him. Catalina moved up and down her lips to say goodbye but gave up.

She returned his goodbye by bowing to him.

His father also smiled, beckoning to him to hurry up.

Yong-ho held her hand. He gave his father a slight nod for the last time and threw himself into the door of s.p.a.ce.

Standing still, his father watched him going back. Even after the door of s.p.a.ce was closed and the twisting completely disappeared, he stood there for a while then turned around.

'The demon king's blood is flowing in our family.'

It had only been 4 years since he said it to Yong-ho.

His father left his son's room. His blue eyes glittered intensely after a long time.

He closed the door with an awkward smile. It was time for him to open the store.