Chapter 714 – The Name of the Son of Man

A signal pierces my chest like a needle.
A sharp sense that can be perceived even in different spaces. Our daughter Shiva’s emotions were pulsating in faint waves.

‘I guess I have to leave quickly.’

This was a sign that Shiva was feeling her anxiety.

That they are looking for me or need me.
However, as I watched the waves wave, I realized that it was not expressed outwardly… Is it about level 1?

Let’s finish the work quickly and get ready to go. The moment I lifted my heavy eyelids while thinking that.

Countless threads were tangled like skeins and writhing before my eyes.

‘… This?’

Yarns from all over the world.
Even if you look closely, it looks like there are dozens of strands.

The first thing that caught my eye was a very bright red bond thread.
The emotions of our cute Shiba Inu are conveyed to me.

What followed next was a light pink bond that gave off a fascinating atmosphere.
Clinging to my chest and fawning over me… The number seemed to refer directly to lovers.

The color is dark pink mixed with black.
I felt like there were spies subjugated and dispatched all over the world. Some were women who had been separated from me for years, on the verge of being released from bondage.

Subordination that allows you to fully demonstrate your abilities.
However, because they follow my orders so blindly, they are unable to perform anything unexpected or special.

Ability beyond that can only be shown by truly faithful subjects.

-Sneaking.

A thin golden line that had just sprouted before my eyes flew towards a certain place and got stuck.

Let’s look away. I saw Dajeong.

A corps commander wearing a pure white gown. His skin was so white that it was transparent, unlike a knight who walked the battlefield.
I scratched my messy hair and watched the scene before my eyes.

This is the perfect position to hug from behind while braiding your hair to one side.
I feel the urge to gently squeeze the large breasts that protrude outside the armpits.

-Sneaking.

The golden thread that appeared approached Dieffenbachia. Throw away the existing white, faded lines.
A thread piercing towards her back.

The feelings I felt before when I saw Shiva flashed through my mind once again.

‘Fate.’

Shiva and I were connected from the beginning.
This means that we were connected even before I fell into this world.

So does this scene mean that I changed this guy’s fate? Or is it that we were destined for different fates?
What is the correlation between colors? I couldn’t hide my bewilderment at the change in vision.

“Are you awake?”

Dieffenbachia’s soft words were heard.
Calm tone of voice. But it is slightly split. It’s because I cried so much yesterday.

“Dajeong-ah.”
“… Yes.”

I feel a sense of déjà vu.
My hand reached out based on instinct rather than reason and hugged Dajeong’s waist.

“Ah, Your Majesty…”

She was hugged by me without resistance, and she lowered her hand that was tying her hair and folded it into my hand.
Straight abdominal muscles that are sticky with love juice and semen.
Dieffenbachia rubbed my hand and asked, as if he didn’t want to show his face like that.

“… Now. “My body is dirty.”
“Are you okay.”

The bed is also a mess because I got wet all night last night.
The fabric is torn and cotton is sticking out, and there are quite a few red marks, possibly due to nosebleeds.
Although it was covered by clothes, there were countless kiss marks that I had left on the slightly exposed hips, waist, and forearms.

– Kuuk.

Dieffenbachia pushing me away.

“The knight… “I cannot see Your Majesty with a dirty body.”

Also, his chivalry.
But I saw it with my own eyes yesterday.

Her shallow face consumed by a desire greater than her own convictions.

“Dajeong-ah.”
“… Yes.”

Now I answer obediently.
I raised my hand and massaged Dieffenbachia’s breasts with her clothes.

“Turn your head.”
“…”

A face that slowly turns away.
Dieffenbachia’s cheeks were very red as she looked down with moist eyes.

“Why is your face red?”
“… Your Majesty. Yesterday… Like that. “You did it, didn’t you?”

A highway is one that has no resistance.
As I took her hand away from her breast and hugged her tightly, I could feel the startled Diefenbachia shaking against her skin.

“Hug me, please don’t hug me.”

Attractive.
Strangely enough, it was cuter and more beautiful than yesterday.

Her hair is also much brighter and flowing. The skin is also white.
What about your eyes? The slightly dull blue sky was shining brightly like the surface of a lake.

Let go of her body that you were holding and gaze into her eyes. A face as red as blush.
Dieffenbachia, whose phone was vibrating like a notification ringing, placed her hand on her chest and spoke.

“Lung, peha.”
“Huh.”
“Stop, please…” . You must be mistaken… Same.”

What illusion?

As she lowered her hand and patted her buttocks, Dajeong’s breath hitched.
I looked at the thread stuck in Da-jeong’s chest and made a decision.

“Hmm. “Dajeong.”
“Yes… Yes?”
“It seems like we are connected by fate.”

I see color in my eyes.

-Puck!

“!?”

Da-jeong, who was startled by what I suddenly said, pushed my chest and stood up.

I quickly gathered up my clothes and armor and ran to the front door.

“I am a driver. Your Majesty… “Abolish it!”
“Uh, uhh. “It’s obvious.”

I got hit on the chin while being pushed and it felt numb.
When I nodded with a blank face, Da-jeong looked so relieved.

“I will never work with your Majesty again.”

-Bang!

Then he ran away.

– Squeak.

The door opens again.

“And… The soup… “I’ll warm it up for you.”

The room became cold as if a storm had swept through.
I twitched my sleepy eyes, looking at the threads that were still pulling me.

* * * * * * * * * * *

I skipped my morning routine and visited the altar and the tomb of the former king.

The first thing I checked was the original thread that fell from Dieffenbachia.
When I asked whose thread it was, I looked at it and found that I had reached the former king’s grave.

‘I feel like it was taken from me unintentionally.’

Yes.

The commander of the corps was originally an army reorganized and led by the former king. It had nothing to do with me.
I thought the ancestor Dieffenbachia had died and the connection with the previous king was gone. Has fate been delivered to you intact?

‘There would have been no lasting relationship since the previous king died in the first place.’

I feel a bit uncomfortable that it was stolen.
This is the first time that Da-jeong has seen the face of King Jeon.

‘I feel a little sad every time I see this guy’s fate.’

Didn’t someone forcefully plant it? Wouldn’t it shake up the very principles of the world?
Literally, if you put it on your ear, it is an earring, and if you put it on your nose, it is no different from a nose ring.

‘The World Tree of Time said I could interfere with fate.’

The King of Trees also said so.
It is not about following the fate that someone has decided for you. That I can change a lot depending on my actions.

“Done.”

The discomfort I felt was ultimately the result of my own thinking.
Isn’t it too arrogant to think that the fate of others belongs to me or another king?

It’s not something I can change at will.
If that were the case, the thread would have been connected from the moment I killed the former king.

As for the moment when the thread is connected…
It was after Da-jeong’s way of looking at me changed.

“What happened? “King?”

Cute words break my thoughts.
Before I knew it, Aori had caught up with me and was grabbing my wrist with her robot hand.

If you focus your attention, you will see a solid gold line.
Apparently, this color was used to indicate loyal subjects.

It is much yellower, brighter, and stronger than Dieffenbachia. By the time the sun reached its peak, it was dazzling.

“I have something in mind.”
“Who and how will I fuck today? In that case, how about this honey cat tail anal vibe?”
“Aori. “It would be difficult if you thought I always wanted women.”
“No?”
“Just give me one. When did you shave something like this again?”
Hehe. As soon as I saw the corps commander’s hot butt, I shaved it. Ah, here it is. Duke Basia’s treasury.”

I don’t know what a honey cat is, but it reminded me of Da-jeong with a tail and I almost forgot its original purpose.

A warehouse located quite far from the castle.
I thought that if it was a tower where ceremonies would be held, there would be many treasures related to the king and remnants of the past.

‘There was nothing on the altar. ‘It’s probably piled up here.’

The first promise made to the Son of Man. Please inspect the altar.
There was nothing valuable or suspicious-looking in the space where I thought there might be something.

– Rumble.

The warehouse opens when Aori, the new duke, places her hand on it.
As I entered, the lights came on brightly.

I was quite surprised by the extraordinary interior scenery, comparable to that of a modern warehouse.

The first thing I saw in front of me was.

“This.”
“It’s a painting. Could it be the duke?”

A painting of a pretty woman believed to have been painted by a talented artist.
She thought it was a duke, but it wasn’t. The Vasia I saw in the lower part of the tower before did not look like this.

– Rustling.

It will take quite some time to search through this fairly large warehouse.
I decided to sort out various antiques and artifacts later with my part-time job, and looked for things that were immediately recognizable.

“I have a lot of pictures, my king.”

Drawings, photographs, caricatures.
She also had a lot of doodles that looked like they had been drawn by a child who looked to be in kindergarten.

Rather than the kingdom’s secret weapons or treasures. Most of what was thoroughly preserved were items filled with memories.

【 That. 】

The voice of the Son of Man suddenly rang out and headed towards one place.
A small treasure chest hidden between large display shelves.

She knelt in front of a shabby box with no gold lacquer on it and opened it. Her child’s toys poured out of it.

-Flapping.

‘Is it another photo?’

Aori, who is distracted elsewhere, secretly takes the photos and checks them.

A quiet-looking little boy with black hair.
A girl wearing an old-fashioned outfit with a ribbon holding a rabbit doll was feeling anxious.

[T.Aria]

Aria.

Her angle is somewhat high, and her child’s gaze is slightly upward… The person who took the photo wasn’t this child’s father.

Among her toys were several injections without instruments or needles.
Judging by just the things that are roughly placed, this child is.

‘Is it your daughter?’

King Mokryeong’s daughter.
No… Is she exactly the daughter of King Mokryeong before she became King Mokryeong?

I didn’t see this child in any other photos.
She may have died long before he became king, or perhaps this child may have been what drove him crazy.

I scrubbed the blurry photo to remove the dust.
The girl’s face visible in the white blurred photo… To her solemnity, she resembled the Son of Man.

【 … 】
‘I think it’s you.’
【 No. 】

Rather than a daughter. That’s it.
Made because she missed her daughter… Artificial life form.

The Son of Man called King Mokryeong his father. She called her son-in-law “Mom.”

‘If this happens, the former king’s kindness…’

Wouldn’t he resemble his wife before she became king?
It was the moment when I learned where the birth of the Son of Man and his appearance came from.

I’ll have to investigate further to find out how this was planted in me.

‘So are you Aria?’
【 … 】

Insa shook her head.

【 … I hate it because it’s not real. 】
‘Still, it looks like he’s still your father.’

It resembles the king of trees.
That she lost her daughter, and that she was twisted afterwards.

King Mokryeong, who turned his attention to another cause, is different in that he tried to revive his daughter by destroying everyone.
The fact that I could have ended up like this was devastating.
It was all father.

【 So, I ended up being a counterfeit? 】

It’s hard to deny that it isn’t.
Not for me though.

‘You and I are the same. If you were to become a temporary king, I too would become a temporary king.’
【 … It’s different. You… You had your life. I am. 】
‘If you add one word to create an atmosphere, there will be no zoo.’

The Son of Man was speechless.
I like good people.

【 Bad guy. 】
‘You can live with me again. Can you give me a name too? ‘I have an idea.’
【 … What? 】

I said the name I had been thinking of all along.

“Younghee”
【Fuck it! 】
“Why is he swearing all of a sudden? There’s one more…”
【If you open your mouth, I will kill you. Uh?! 】

I guess I have no sense.
I sheepishly scratched the back of my head.