Son of the Hero King

Chapter 452 CH 415: PRAISE ME

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The song of birds and the laughter of the nuns filled the hallways of the church as it always did.

Walking through this beautiful sight, Sol simply smiled and continued walking without anyone noticing his presence. Everything was as it usually was.

His direction was clear and his steps were steady and well-paced. He only stopped when he reached an office which he walked through with no problem.

Sitting on a desk, with a mountain of paperwork so high one would believe it was impressive they still stood tall.

On the other side of the paperwork was a young girl still in her teens, with golden hair shining like a sun, and blue eyes that seemed to contain the sky.

At least that was how she usually looked.

Right now though... Aurora Highland, now Aurora Castitas, looked like a shrew that was on the verge of exploding.

Her hair was in disarray, proof that she had not been able to groom them for long. There were large dark bags under her eyes, denoting how long nights she spent without sleeping, and even though she looked like she was on the verge of fainting, she was still continuing to look at the paper and sign.

“I am busy. What do you want?”

Aurora raised her head and glared at Sol when he appeared sitting on the guest chair. Her eyes were bloodshot red and dry.

“You look like some evil witch in the story told to children.”

“Ugh.”

Aurora groaned and looked down. She covered her face and screamed,

“Why in the mother goddess’ name do I have to do all this, Hah!?”

It was quite the outburst but Sol simply smirked while giving her a glance filled with sympathy.

Since the royal family took care of the governance of the land, one would think that they were more busy than the church. But it wasn’t so.

The King had an overview of the Kingdom but it was the nobles who took care of all the work in their territory. So the work the King ended up with was only a fraction of what was necessary.

Another large part would then be taken care of by the minister. Only leaving the strict minimum for the King to take a look at. Even then it would be an amount of work large enough to devote many white nights.

But the church was even worse.

Millions of prayers. Hundred thousand of donations. The necessity to accommodate the believers. The regular mass, the hundreds of useless ceremonies that all lasted for hours upon hours, the organization of the Paladin and so much more.

This was even more so in times of wars like this where even the non-believers suddenly started to pray to the goddesses and visited the church.

“I thought you wanted more power in the church? Shouldn’t you be happy?”

“I wanted more power, not more work!”

Aurora stood up and vented her feelings as she shouted.

The last few days had been hell on earth for her.

More than 3⁄4 of the work charge of the Supreme daughter was assigned to her. At first, she was happy. She could see her influence growing rapidly. But now she realized that one should be indeed careful of what they wished for.

She thought the supreme daughter only had to sleep, pray sometime and look pretty. Now she realized how wrong she was.

The worse was, this amount of work had been carefully calculated, after years of experimentation, to be handled with relatively no problem.

But there was one hicc. A little problem they could have not accounted for. Those calculations have been made with the hypothesis that the one working would be a King rank or a Duke rank at least. Thereby enjoying the increased power of their brain's ability to process information and the higher level of energy to sustain their body.

But Aurora, despite all her power, was still in a weak human body that had yet to even reach the Duke level.

Aurora unconsciously caressed her neck as shadow of memory flashed in her mind.

“This work is a pain. It’s exhausting and I hate the responsibility. Still. This is my new life...I don’t want to die with regret in this new life.”

Her eyes were hazy and the earlier atmosphere of the clumsy girl subsided slightly.

“Who were you really in your last life?”

“Who I was, huh?

“I was Dawn. Nothing more. Nothing less.”

‘And you are the one who put an end to my life.’

Aurora looked at her ‘father’ with a complicated expression.

In her last life, she had also been the eldest and the one who was the most overworked taking care of an entire nascent universe while her siblings did nothing but have fun.

A forlorn smile flashed on her face as she looked up. She wondered what the Divine realm looked like nowadays. She was pretty sure her Divine Kingdom should be a complete wreck currently.

“Dawn... I did not say this last time. But I think it’s a beautiful name.”

“Thanks. My father is the one who named me.”

“Your father...What kind of man was he if I may ask?”

She chuckled at the ironic situation she was in currently. But looking at the genuine curiosity in his eyes, she thought deeply.

What kind of man Adam was?

“In my eyes, he was like a god. An omnipotent being who held no flaw and was able to do everything he wished. One who spread joy and happiness to all of us and gave us love with no hesitation.”

Her voice was soft, “I should have understood that there was no thing as someone without flaws. I should have remembered that Light could not exist without darkness. If I did...”

If she had noticed sooner the distress her father was in...Perhaps this whole tragedy would have been avoided.

She shook her head. “Well, the past is what it is.”

Aurora looked down at the paperwork and started to scribble again in silence and Sol took it as his cue to leave. It seemed like he had asked quite an insensitive question.

“Sol...”

“Hum?”

“Please come here.”

Just as he waved to leave. Aurora called out to him. He was quite curious about what she wanted. But when he finally approached her, the only thing she did was take his hand and place it on her head.

She slowly closed her eyes and spoke in a low voice. “Now...Please...Tell me I am doing good work. Tell me that you are proud of me.”

Sol was quite perplexed by this sudden situation. But, hearing the desperate plea in her voice.

He did as he was told. Slowly, gently...He spoke words of encouragement.

“I wanted to tell you this two weeks ago. Thank you for your hard work. Thanks to you, I was able to protect people dear to me. Thank you for everything you have done. Your work was more than good. It was great. I am proud of you and I am glad to have someone like you as a companion.”

‘Ah...’

Aurora closed her eyes tighter at those words.

She refused to cry in front of him.

This was the last modicum of pride she would keep.