Chapter 664 – Back to the Throne (1)

“No problem. The flower bastards must be dealt with at all costs.”

The plaza where the young heroes of the era shout out in a valiant battle.

Even in the dizzying current, justice was clearly shining.

“It is true that I have been hesitant about the subjugation. Due to the disaster that occurred in Korea, it was largely to blame for almost the entire society facing a brief period of darkness. But have you hardly recovered now?”
“So, are you trying to speed up the subjugation of the flower executives who are not sure? Not even worth it.”

At the words of a conservative leader, the young prosecutor shouted as he did.

“If you hesitate longer than this… It will all end with no options. Don’t you know?”

To discuss the difference between established and divine, the speed from conception to decision can be cited.
Frustrated with the situation so far, where only sluggish responses were repeated, the younger generation began to speak out.

“I just delayed it, how did it happen? If the protection of the World Tree is delayed, shouldn’t we be the ones to pave the way?”
“That could be taken as disrespect. Speak carefully. But… That’s not very twisted.”

Slow.
Because of her slow response, Flower reached the point where she swallowed the lye and swallowed half of the world.

However, this does not mean that the older generation is incompetent.
In times of peace, it is more efficient to create more accurate coping methods over time rather than being radical, and that is how the social system has been built.

There was bound to be a fatal gap in the long reign of the World Tree.

However, this system also has a self-purifying effect.

The generation of Lee Si-heon and Jung Si-woo. As the green generation and the golden generation interlocked, countless talents were emerging.

The Tree Knights have been reorganized to absorb those talents.
Despite their short life span, they sustain paralyzed churches and fragmented associations. It has been a long time since it became the biggest sword of the World Tree.

“It won’t be easy. Everyone here could die.”
“If you need to, do it. Unless you want to let those terrorists devour the land.”

“Stop.”

– Thump, thump.

The huge staff slammed the ground twice, calming the surrounding captains.

A man sitting on a huge chair with a red tree pattern lightly refreshed the atmosphere with a solemn expression.

“Don’t be in a hurry. We’re doing good enough. We have to prevent useless people from dying while hastening the subjugation of Amon.”
“… You are right.”

Union leader.
At the same time, he is the representative of the world tree of strong people who succeed ‘Edward’. Elm of the Tower.
He is the hero who became the leader of the Tree Knights after Angelica.

At his words, everyone nodded their heads in silence.
Even the suicide bombing of Cistus he prevented was hundreds of cases. During the cold war with Flower, he robbed over 500 dungeons.

Not only that, but he also clashed with Tarragon’s forces beyond the realm, and won an easy victory.
Even the necks of deputy executives he cut off exceeded ten digits.
To Flower, he is no different from Si-Woo Jeong, but rather a bigger obstacle when it comes to war.

Even in poor land, pretty flowers bloom.
Elm, who was only a mere combat priest, became the representative of the World Tree today and was in command of countless forces.

“… Next, about the man who hasn’t shown up yet.”

Everyone fell silent at Elm’s words.
Korea’s national anthem, Soo-yeon, who was sitting on the right side of Elm, opened her mouth.

“King Mokryeong, that’s right.”
“Okay. Aren’t you and one-on-one friends?”

King Mokryeong.
A vast disaster, his old name is Lee Si-heon.
A dangerous existence that was thought to be dead appears as a bigger disaster.

Suyeon answered Elm without hesitation.

“… It is, but. It’s been a while since I let go of my personal feelings. Me too, Sakudo. And many of the national trees that were with him in the cradle, too.”
“He died as a heretic. I did.”
“Yes.”
“What kind of person did you see?”

For a moment, Soo-yeon questioned Elm’s question.
In the middle of a meeting to devise countermeasures against disaster, showing personal interest?

But she then put her answer down after organizing her own thoughts.

“I don’t know his current personality and disposition, but he was a person who threw himself into helping others without hesitation if he could afford it.”
“Is it. That’s a pretty poor evaluation. To the one who is none other than the king.”
“I don’t lie. I think it was a misjudgment that the world tree branded him as a heretic.”

A bit of a bombshell statement.
The believers of the World Tree all frowned. For to defy God’s judgment is tantamount to complete disrespect.

However, the idea that the World Tree is omnipotent has long since been crushed.
Some mercenaries and hunters didn’t really object to her thoughts.

“Since we don’t know all the causes and circumstances, we can’t judge him hastily.”
“Is it.”
“Yes. But… For us right now, the catastrophe doesn’t change.”

Little children passing by in Su-yeon’s eyes.
In particular, Shiva’s face caught Suyeon’s eyes.

– Beep? Sister. Have you seen the new leg press machine?
-… What are you always talking about fitness?
– How are you?

King’s daughter
A fact that is now clearly recognized.

“… And the people around him.”

However, Soo-yeon couldn’t bear to mention the person she knew about his aide.
Elm pierced Soo-yeon’s forehead with eagle-like eyes and sighed.

“Everyone has circumstances. Even flowers.”
“… Alliance leader.”
“It is not different. I’ve been serving the World Tree all my life, but I’m not blinded by my faith. We just go our way.”

Elm clapped briefly and shouted.

“We, proud brothers and sisters.”

Archmage Abbi, seated to her left, rested her chin on her chin, watching intriguedly,
Her countless national trees lean on her shoulders and look at him.

“The hero is moving with all his might on the front line. We, too, should wait for an opportunity and sharpen our blades, so that when the time comes, we will be able to slit our throats. There’s no need to strain your energy in trivial dungeon competitions. I also agree to defeat the great disaster slowly. I just received the prophecy from the World Tree.”

Prophecy?

Many people tilted their heads at her, and Elm snapped her fingers and whispered in their ears.

“Kill the queen and take the tower. That the king’s power is not only for him. I had to find out.”

* * * * * * * * * * * *

“So, let’s just blow it up?”

On the round table, white hair flutters.
A little girl with a purple pattern on her face threatened.

Flower’s executive meeting. The positions of the seventh and eighth leaves are vacant.

“I really fuck. How long do we have to wait Why do bastards who can’t do anything without me keep trying to grab my ankle?”

Five executives are gathering and discussing the circumstances after death.
As usual, Cistus’ backlash scratched Tarragon’s brow.

“Cistus.”
“What.”
“It is better to wait than to waste severe resources. I heard that several terror attacks have been prevented recently.”

At one word from Tarragon, Cistus’ brow furrowed.

“Are you done talking?”

Recently, Cistus suffered several defeats in the war effort.
Even her sensitiveness was completely sensitive, and she raised her mana like fire by putting a bloodstain on her neck.

“… An old bastard.”
“Cistus. Stop-“

Though belatedly her fifth leaf, her honeysuckle, tried to dry her.

“You are missing.”
“But, Tarragon is right this time.”
“Sheesh, this is also my father.”

The only thing that returned to him was Cistus’ icy gaze.

It’s normal for her to want the world tree to be wiped out as soon as possible, ruining her mood by being impatient.
Now I’ve reached the point where I enjoy being angry in any way.

Her saintess looked at her pathetically, and Tarragon spared her words.
Seemingly deciding that there was no point in getting angry any more, Sistus sat down on his chair, put her immaculate feet on the table, and rested her chin on his chin.

“So, are you saying you have a plan to take up my time?”
“There is.”
“Talk.”

The saintess, Kanna’s face turned red. Tarragon said calmly, stopping her.

“Firstly. Congratulations on your new executive.”

Tarragon, canna, cistus, honeysuckle, lotus.
Five executives turned their heads into the darkness.

In the thick darkness, her vision slowly stabilized and the pale-skinned woman slowly raised her head.

Dark blue hair. Red eyes.
Looking at her vampire-like appearance, she was mesmerizingly beautiful, and I could see why he had loved her since he had already left.

─Flower 6th Officer
─Anemone · Minaria

What is the use of a new leader entering a faction that has already been torn apart and absorbed by other executives? Her rise was not impossible.

Anemone’s resurrection was planned from the beginning.
Existing executive, Pianhua’s lover.

The woman he loved to death could only open her eyes after he died.

“… It’s a strange position, but you have to accept it.”
“Uh. I need to give it my strength.”

Tarragon answers.
Anemone lowered her head and opened her slightly swollen eyes. Biting her own lip.

She officially rose to the position of executive with a handful of loyalists.
Naturally, she was still unable to get out of the grief of her loss.

“He… Why did you save me As she sacrificed her own life.”

Rather than costing her life, it was an accident.
It was only for her resurrection that Pianhua coveted the blood of all great men and gathered strength.
Just like his flower language, I hope to see you again someday.

His sacrifice was a story of desperate love. It was an act that benefited Flowers.
In some ways, Anemone’s power far surpasses him, and now that she has absorbed the power of many trees, her level must be much higher.

“… Who can I pour out these feelings on? To the man who is not here?”
“Calm down. The time for revenge will come.”

Anemone’s hair sways with magical energy.
The cold air trapped in the room froze the table and the floor, and a sharp vengeful feeling ran across her face.

“King… King Mokryeong.”

Freesia was not invited here. Because she seems friendly to the king.

Anemone swallowed her sorrow and anger and refined her mind. Tarragon looked at her and closed her eyes.

‘It’s good to use vengeance, but is this really the right way?’

Still, there was no way.
Because he needed her power to rule the tower.

* * * * * * * * * * * * *

The land of the kingdom is fertile, and the streams and rivers are clean and unpolluted.

It was only a few months of hiatus, but the land I trimmed and nurtured was prospering and shining beyond recognition.

– Turbuck.

The captain of the royal guard of King Mokryeong. Beads and cornus are guarding the left and right sides, respectively.
Create a sad atmosphere inside the thick armor, and make it impossible for anyone to approach. With his sword and gun on his back, his mana flowed, revealing his ferocity.

They are two people who cannot be compared to anyone in the world in terms of magical power.

As far as his magic and skills are concerned, he is almost like Waryong and Bongchu.
He had two of them as his guards, so any powerful person in the castle would dare to kneel.

‘Because of the atmosphere, it was a choice I had no choice but to cover my pretty face with a helmet.’

When he becomes a king, even his direct movements are controlled.

The reason is that he has to keep his dignity and charisma.
Even if I could use my full strength, I needed their help even more now when the burden was heavy.

– Knocked up.

As the heavy boots hit the ground, a noise like a wagon rolling spreads.
Sansuyu, who thought she might play a little joke, was surprisingly serious about her work without any change in expression.

I’m not pretending to be serious, I’m serious.
Sansuyu even said with his own mouth that he had been looking forward to this day ever since.

Let’s move anyway.

I stepped into the castle while receiving the eyes of countless people, and I sat on a throne with a little dust and looked at the increasing number of servants.

[ Greetings, Your Majesty! ]

Their voices spread so loud that the building reverberated.

Standing beside the throne, I shed cornelian oil and marbles, then put both of his hands together and finally removed his mouth.

“Long time no see.”

A kingdom in the modern age.

It was absurd to think that I was the only one going backwards in time.

Now that I’m completely used to this place, I too
Even those who swore their lives to me.
Maybe, even those who are loyal only on the outside.