Shepherd Tantra

Chapter 728 Tombstone No. 14
Aleister looked at Prince Szijjártó with interest.

"It's really strange."

She smiled and said, "If I remember correctly...isn't your mother, Queen Louise, a child of the moon?"

After Aleister finished speaking, Prince Szijjártó was silent for a moment.

Astrologer Fenrir subconsciously turned around to look at the prince's expression - but the prince was not angry about it.

He didn't clench his fists on the table, but fumbled and slowly raised the black tea that the maid had just brought to him. But he stared at the black tea in the cup for a long time, and when he had already raised it to his lips, he slowly put it down again.

"……Therefore."

After a long silence, he said this.

Szijjártó did not explain his actions in detail, but Aleister understood.

"You mean," Aleister, who had transformed back to his original form, leaned back on the chair and raised his head to reveal his smooth and small chin, "when she gave birth to you, she was not yet the Son of the Moon...right?"

Prince Szijjártó did not answer.

However, his somewhat sad look as he looked down at the cup of tea had revealed the truth of everything.

Obviously, Valentine VII believed that his "resurrected queen" was still his beloved. Or, he thought that as long as Louis could be resurrected, he could accept it anyway.

But as her child, Prince Szijjártó clearly felt the changes in his mother.

Aleister's lips curled up slightly, but then she calmed down again. It was the first time she looked at Prince Szijjártó seriously.

At this moment, Aleister looked like a young girl, only about 13 or 14 years old, thin to the point of being pitiful. The back of the chair behind her was even taller than her upper body.

However, she was dressed in gorgeous elven-style clothing - a light and flowing dress with gold and red as the main colors, and she also wore many luxurious gold ornaments inlaid with rubies and emeralds.

The luxurious aura displayed by the gorgeous clothes has completely overwhelmed the fragility brought by the young face at this moment. Although she is a guest, she inexplicably has the demeanor of a host.

"I see."

Aleister sighed softly: "You still miss your real mother in childhood, but you don't deny the love of the 'mother who appeared later' for you, so you don't regard her as an enemy. In your cognition, these are two completely different but related people... On this basis, they exist in the same person.

"...It's really rare that there are people who believe that the Moon Child and his predecessor exist at the same time. In the philosophy of the Moon Child, your thoughts can be considered a minority."

Only based on this concept, would Szijjártó take such actions as "caring about the image and identity of his predecessor and actively interfering with the behavior of the Moon Child". In the eyes of others, this behavior seems too naive... and considering his identity, it even seems a little ridiculous.

"There's no need to analyze it to this extent."

Prince Szijjártó took a sip of black tea and said calmly, "Has anyone ever told you that this would make people uncomfortable?"

"Oh, sorry. I didn't expect you to be so easily stressed..."

Aleister didn't pay attention to Szijjártó's words that were vaguely thorny but seemed soft and weak. He just asked with interest: "In your opinion, what am I to 'her'? A thief who stole identities and memories, an evolver who came back from the dead... or just a reborn person with a different personality?"

"……tombstone."

After a long silence, Szijjártó simply replied, “I think so.”

Tombstone...

Aleister widened his eyes slightly at the unexpected answer.

The "artifact" that records the life of the deceased is also worthy of respect and remembrance. It is not regarded as a complete person, but its existence is acknowledged, rather than being regarded as a thief or a monster. Compared with Bayard who turned into a shadow demon, this seems to be a more mature concept.

"……Ah."

The corners of her mouth rose slightly, and her tone became softer: "Good boy."

Regardless of which definition of the Son of the Moon is correct - or whether none of them is entirely correct - Aleister can be sure that Prince Szijjártó is at least a man with a soft heart.

"You may have been in this world for a long time, but you don't have to act like an elder in front of me."

Prince Szijjártó raised his head and said seriously: "Everything I did was not done to get anyone's praise. I did it because I wanted to do it."

"Including your father?" Aleister asked.

"Of course, Miss Aleister."

Prince Szijjártó took a deep breath, looked at Aleister and said seriously: "I invited you here not entirely because of Fenrir's prophecy, nor because I saw such a young and innocent girl about to enter such a corrupt and filthy place. It is also because I saw your soul - it is so pure, without any sin on it."

"……My soul?"

Aleister was a little surprised.

But soon, she thought of the glasses: "Can it even do this kind of thing?"

"——That is an alchemical creation made by Valentine I himself."

Prince Szijjártó said frankly, "I might as well tell you... Your Majesty has been to such places in the past."

"Is it okay to tell an outsider like me about this?"

Aleister raised his eyebrows.

Szijjártó nodded slightly. “Of course, because this incident is not a shameful thing. It was during that incident that His Majesty felt the contradiction of the Son of the Moon. He personally witnessed the depravity of the Son of the Moon, but his best friend was also a Son of the Moon. He doubted his previous prejudice against the Son of the Moon. The Son of the Moon treated the blood slaves as consumables, and the evil deeds done to the blood slaves by those nobles, which one was noble and which one was lowly?

"So when he was confused, he created this pair of glasses that can 'see the human heart'. This pair of glasses was blessed by the Twin Mirror. In addition to being able to see the other person's soul, whether it is pure and clear, or hideous and evil, it can also see the killings that the other person has committed..."

Prince Szijjártó looked at Aleister with a complicated expression. “I have never seen a child of the moon with such a pure soul. So I think... Miss Aleister, you should have just become the child of the moon not long ago, and she... is still young.”

——Nonsense, because I was really just born.

Aleister thought.

No wonder Prince Szijjártó approached me so enthusiastically the first time he saw me—he was not such an outgoing person, but a sullen person. He also emphasized his "nobility" and did not take any precautions even when I showed my murderous intent in the car.

It turned out that he saw his own killing record...

His previous life was only thirteen or fourteen years old, and now all the karma on his body is clean.

So in Prince Szijjártó's opinion, he was either a child who "had just replaced his predecessor and didn't know how to show that he had become the Son of the Moon, so he used illusion to disguise himself as an adult and planned to enter the buffet restaurant dedicated to the Son of the Moon"; or he was the Son of the Moon who had never killed anyone so far, so he talked with Aleister for so long and told so many secrets without hesitation - because he had already determined Aleister's "inclination towards good and evil."

And at the same time...

"...Do you think that I will be affected by that strange ritual and commit murder?"

Aleister asked back.

(End of this chapter)