Records of the Weakest Emperor

Chapter 63: A Farewell

"Ivan!"

Kevin was thoroughly astonished witnessing the explosion of the demonic souls.

He rushed at Calvin's side and discovered that Calvin was still alive.

Calvin turned to look at him and cheekily smiled, "What the hell are you shouting for? I won't die that easily..."

"You should've known that."

Kevin had the urge to roll his eyes at him but he was indeed too worried about Calvin. He decided to let him go and asked an even more important question.

"What the hell was that?" Kevin knew exactly what happened, but he still couldn't help but question.

"I forcefully detonated the demonic souls of the bullies that I captured here in school. I used Runecrafting to turn the omnidirectional explosion into a single direction so that I won't get caught up with the blast..."

"But as expected, the foundation, the paper used for Runecrafting was too low in quality that it didn't manage to hold up and almost got me in the explosion too. Sigh... It's good that I'm still alive." Calvin let out a sigh of relief. One could see beaded sweats dotted on his forehead.

What he did was really daring.

But as the popular adage in his hometown had said, "Walang tiyaga, Walang nilaga".

One who doesn't work doesn't get to eat.

Calvin had done his part of the job and he was rewarded with survival and the death of the two demons who could be considered as the main perpetrator as to why there were so many demons in this school.

Of course, the bullies that Calvin captured earlier were pure-blooded demons, unlike the students whose souls came from children captured back on Earth.

This was the reason why Calvin didn't hesitate to detonate their souls and preventing them from going back to the cycle of life and reincarnating.

They didn't deserve to reincarnate.

Calvin thought to himself.

"Hey..."

"Is it over, already?"

"Are there no enemies left?"

Calvin asked in a soft voice.

Peng!

The silver sword fell onto the cold cemented floor of the school corridor, producing a ringing sound as it collided with the ground. The spirit of the Notebook of Secrets That Will Destroy Your Life went out of the silver sword and physically manifested using Kevin's figure.

He smiled and softly replied.

"Yeah... It's over... You've done well."

"Heh..." Calvin felt drowsy all of a sudden.

"Don't talk to me like that... What are you? My mom...?" Calvin suddenly slumped on the walls of Class 3 and collapsed.

"Ivan!"

As Calvin's consciousness darkened, he could vaguely hear the spirit's worried shouts.

The only thought that he had in his mind at this moment as he stared at his still profusely bleeding wrist was...

"Shit... I hope this spirit knows how to stop my bleeding..."

His consciousness dispersed before he could even think anything more.

Calvin had a dream.

In that dream, he was an observer.

He had a pen in his left hand and on his right hand was a book.

A slaughter was unfolding in front of him.

His acquaintances and his friends whom he held deep in his heart were being slaughtered right before his eyes.

His eyes went bloodshot.

His mouth opened as if it wanted to shout, and his knees continuously trembled like a sieve.

Why...

Why can't I move?

I have to save them!

I need to save them!

The man struggled and struggled.

He looked down and discovered that his feet were glued to the ground.

His left hand suddenly moved.

The pen in his hand had no ink at all, yet it managed to write on the surface of the book.

You did not deserve to live.

You're a traitor.

Once a traitor; always a traitor.

You deserved to die.

Why did you live? On what basis?

Die. Die. Die.

"Stop... Stop... No... I didn't... It's not my fault... It's not my fault, everyone! I was forced... I didn't mean to."

"Ah..."

Calvin struggled against his uncontrollable hand, but when he raised his head to stare at the battlefield in front of him.

He discovered that his friends and acquaintances who had died and the soldiers who slaughtered them were now staring at him.

The bodies of the dead and the living were drenched in blood.

Their eyes were bloodshot and a wicked smile spread on their lips as they simultaneously said.

"You did not deserve to live..."

"AH!"

Calvin exclaimed.

"Ivan!"

"Why are you crying?"

"Are you okay?"

Voices inundated Calvin's ears as soon as he woke up.

He felt his cheeks and discovered that he had been crying.

"What a nightmare..."

He softly commented.

But apparently, the room was too silent so his visitors heard what he had said.

"You had a nightmare, Ivan?"

Calvin turned to look at the source of the voice and discovered that Ziya was the one who spoke.

"Ziya..."

"Leonard, and Kevin...?"

"Hahaha, we're here... I heard from the Headmaster that you've gotten pretty injured, so we came here to visit!" Leonard smiled and handed over a glass of water, "Here... Drink this, you must've lost a lot of fluids from all the sweat and crying that you did..."

"Wait, you three saw me crying?"

"Um... Yeah..." Kevin was the one who answered.

Calvin felt inexplicably embarrassed.

He turned to look at Kevin and was about to complain when he realized that the Kevin standing in front of him wasn't the spirit of the Notebook. It was the genuine Kevin.

"The headmaster?" Calvin caught on something weird and he couldn't help but ask.

"Yeah, the headmaster..." Ziya softly whispered, "He told us to send his regards to you since you really did well on cleaning up the scums of this school."

Calvin felt strange hearing what Ziya had said.

To think that such a young girl would use such a crude word!

Well, they deserved to be called as scums anyways, so I guess it's fine.

"Hehehe..." Calvin suddenly felt happy, "Didn't I tell you three that I will end this nightmare? Now that those bullies are gone, I'm sure that your lives here will change."

Calvin ruffled the head of the three children one by one as he sweetly smiled.

Ziya felt abashed and started twitching on where she stood. A blush could be seen on her cheeks making her look incomparably cute. Leonard, on the other hand, rubbed his nose and turned his head away. He seemed to be afraid of being discovered that he was touched by Calvin's gesture.

Kevin stood frozen and didn't know how to react. He had his mouth opened wide agape.

Seeing the reactions of the children, Calvin suddenly felt sad.

He knew what was about to happen.

With this nightmare over and the fact that the headmaster of this school which should be the Spirit of the Notebook.

A graduation ceremony was neigh.

Evidently, the three knew everything about the graduation ceremony.

And they also knew about who they really were, and why they were in this place.

"You three... Do all of you already knew about everything from the start?"

Calvin could see their hesitation, fear, and sadness.

He may not be that good when it came to understanding the human heart, but deduction was one of his stronger points.

"No... We just discovered it recently, when..."

"The headmaster told us everything..."

"We were actually dead..."

"This is purgatory..."

"We're in this school to graduate and to graduate means that we can go to heaven with the angels."

Ziya revealed a sweet smile on her face.

Calvin was astonished.

He swept his gaze across the three and discovered that all three of them had similar smiles on their faces.

"A-Are you... Are you not afraid?"

"Mhmm? Why would we be afraid, Ivan? Hahaha, you're strange. We're going to heaven! Why would we be afraid!"

"Yeah... I've grown tired of this place, I want to go to heaven!"

"Me too!" The taciturn Kevin even spoke up, "Can we meet up when we get there? I really want to play with the two of you in the future... I want to have fun too!"

"Of course, of course... We'll see each other there!" Leonard boisterously laughed.

Staring at these three, Calvin didn't know how he should feel.

Should he be sad that these three would be going now?

Or should he be happy for them since they were now released from the nightmare of this school?

Calvin didn't know the answer to that question.

And he couldn't answer it until the last remaining person, Ziya stood on the stage and smiled at him.

"Ivan... I'm really glad that I met you... No... We're glad that we met you..."

"Ivan, thank you for everything..."

"Once you graduate from here, I'll see you soon up there!"

"Don't you ever forget about me! We're still going to play!"

Ziya's smile blossomed like a flower as her body became covered with the resplendent divinity of the Gods and Goddesses. At this moment, Ziya was returning to the source, to the heavenly cycle of life. That was her heaven, as for her reincarnation? It was her reward.

She was born, but she hadn't lived her life to the fullest.

Now that she was about to reincarnate.

Calvin could only hope that she'll have an easier and bountiful life in her next life.

And so does Kevin and Leonard.

Calvin prayed that the cycle would reward them well and reincarnate them into a caring family that would thoroughly love them.

Staring at the slowly disappearing light from Ziya's soul...

Calvin uttered a reply.

"Have a safe trip."