TL: Hanguk
PR: MiniPixelZ
Land of Destruction.
“Is it good?”
Nod. Nod.
To Sejun’s question, the child eating the rice cake nodded vigorously.
And then
He really does have a nasty personality.
Looking at the child, Sejun recalled the earlier situation.
Sejun, Theo, and Iona had found the child.
“Iona, please call either Emila-nim or Amur-nim.”
“Kyoot kyoot kyoot. Yes! Power of Light…”
Iona exploded a light into the sky to send a signal.
Monts later.
“Sejun, what happened? Are you hurt?”
“Sejun, you’re not injured, are you?”
The two Apostles of the Creator God rushed over, worried about Sejun.
“I’m fine. More importantly, please take a look at that child.”
“A child?”
“Why is there a child here?”
Emila and Amur discovered a naked boy in the direction Sejun pointed.
Huh?!
The two were greatly flustered upon finding the child, as they could faintly sense the energy of the Creator God from him.
So they approached the child, examined him, and hurriedly dressed him.
However, during the process of putting clothes on him, the child woke up and
Bang! Crash crash!
Perhaps angry at being awakened, the child clumsily stood up and flailed his arms, attacking them. It was a ferocious strength unfitting for such a cute movent.
Although the child was strong, his combat skills were poor, so the two waited for an opportunity and subdued him by binding his arms and torso tightly with chains made from the power of creation.
“Eek! Eek!”
When the child couldn’t move as he pleased
“Waaah~!”
The child began to bawl and sob.
At that mont
“Stop crying. If you don’t cry, I’ll give you this.”
Sejun, a master at taking care of children, stepped forward.
Then
Sniff.
What’s that?
Is it food?
Gulp.
The child stopped crying and stared intently at the rice cake Sejun had brought as a snack, drooling.
Every ti the rice cake moved up and down, the child’s pupils followed it.
“Hehehe.”
As expected, a child is still a child.
There was no resisting food.
“Emila-nim.”
“Got it.”
Since Sejun couldn’t approach the child, Emila handed the rice cake to the child on his behalf.
Munch. Munch.
Oh! It’s tasty!
The child eagerly ate the rice cake and
Plop.
Give more.
Before they knew it, the child had eaten an entire rice cake as long as himself and arrogantly stretched out his hand.
Seems like he understands words, but can he also speak?
“You have to say ‘please’.”
To find out if the child could speak, Sejun held the rice cake without giving it, prompting the child to speak.
“……”
With a sulky expression, the child glared at Sejun, emanating energy to express his displeasure.
However,
“Haak! Haak! Haak! How dare you threaten great hybrid Chairman Park, ow!”
There was also a very displeased cat on this side. And the opponent was unfortunate. Theo was the kind of cat who would hit anyone, regardless of age or gender.
Thwack.
Theo moved instantly with Light Speed ow-Step and smacked the back of the child’s head.
“……”
Why did you hit ?!
The child looked toward Theo, who had already returned to Sejun’s lap, with aggrieved eyes and
“Waaah~!”
Burst into tears again.
Gooooo.
A massive energy began to press down on the surroundings.
And then
“Ugh!”
As Sejun struggled against the energy the child emitted
Thwack.
“Stop crying, ow! Chairman Park is struggling, ow!”
Theo smacked the back of the child’s head again.
“……”
What did I even do wrong… why hit again?!
The child felt extrely wronged, but held back the tears. He didn’t want to get hit again.
Once the child stopped crying
“Vice Chairman Theo, give him this.”
“Puhuhut. Understood, ow! Here, eat this, ow!”
Theo put the rice cake Sejun gave him into the child’s mouth.
The one who hits is scary.
The one who gives food is nice.
Thus, fear of Theo and affection for Sejun grew rapidly in the child’s mind.
Munch. Munch.
The child quickly devoured the second rice cake.
Swoosh.
Give more.
This ti, he politely extended both hands. It was an instinctive gesture.
And then
“Pwease.”
He began to imitate what Sejun had said earlier.
“Hehehe. Good.”
Sejun handed the rice cake to Theo.
“Puhuhut. Be grateful to the great hybrid Chairman Park as you eat, ow!”
Theo made a big deal out of it and put the rice cake into the child’s mouth.
Munch. Munch.
“Chaiwman?”
The child mimicked the word that stood out the most to him while eating the rice cake.
“Chairman Park, ow!”
“Chaiwman Pak.”
“No, ow! It’s Chairman Park, ow!”
“Chair. Man. Park!”
Sejun’s title grew increasingly strange.
“Can’t you say it properly, ow?!”
“……”
As Theo raised his voice, the child instantly froze.
“Vice Chairman Theo, don’t disturb him while he’s eating. Co back.”
“Puhuhut. Understood, ow!”
Sejun called Theo back,
Munch. Munch.
And the child focused on eating again.
A little while later.
“Pwease.”
The child extended his tiny hands again.
How cute.
“Hehehe. If you dip this, it tastes even better.”
As Sejun took out so honey and said so,
“Dip pwease.”
The phrase now ca out automatically.
Sejun smiled and handed over a rice cake generously dipped in honey.
Just like that, the child ate about ten rice cakes and fell asleep soundly. He tightly clutched a rice cake he hadn’t finished yet in his hand.
He’s really like Blackie.
Sejun decided to treat the child as if he were 1 year old, just like Blackie. What did age matter? He acted like a baby anyway.
“Emila-nim, what should we do about this child?”
Sejun looked at the peacefully sleeping child and asked Emila for her opinion.
“Well, for now, I think we’ll have to take him and talk with the Creator God.”
“All right. Just in case, I’ll leave the rice cakes and honey here.”
At Emila’s answer, Sejun left the child in Emila and Amur’s care and returned to the Creator God’s temple.
The two planned to register the waypoint and bring the child to the Creator God once he woke up.
Thus, Sejun departed from the desolate land of destruction.
The scent of honey left behind by Sejun spread throughout the barren, desolate land of destruction.
And then
Slls yummy.
A child who appeared to be about one year old toddled toward the waypoint.
***
Creator God’s Temple.
“That’s enough for today.”
Sejun moved the food he had made to a stone building next to the Creator God’s temple.
Sejun had built the structure using his Transcendent Rock Mage talent, and Iona had cast preservation magic so the food inside was kept in its original state.
“Let’s go.”
“Puhuhut. Understood, ow!”
“Kyoot kyoot kyoot. Yes!”
A few hours after Sejun, Theo, and Iona had left.
Munch. Munch.
Munch. Munch.
Emila and Amur arrived at the Creator God’s temple with two children who were completely absorbed in eating rice cakes.
They moved to the room where the Creator God resided and
Knock. Knock. Knock.
Emila gently knocked on the door.
Then
“Ahem. Has Sejun left?”
The Creator God asked from beyond the door.
“Yes. And there are individuals you need to step out and see for a mont.”
“Soone I need to see?”
“Yes.”
“Very well.”
Creak.
The Creator God opened the door and stepped out.
And then
“……”
Seeing the children in Emila and Amur’s arms, wholly engrossed in the rice cakes, the Creator God was overco with emotion.
It was that child. The one he had raised.
Of course, it was different from that child back then, but traces of that child remained.
“Where did you find these children?”
“We found them in the Land of Destruction.”
“In the Land of Destruction?!”
“Yes. What should we do with them?”
“Hmm.”
The Creator God fell deep into thought.
At that mont
“Pwease.”
The child in Amur’s arms finished his rice cake and reached out his hand.
“No.”
When Amur refused,
“Haak! Haak!”
Struggle struggle.
The child began to squirm, mimicking Theo’s hissing, trying to escape Amur’s arms.
“No!”
Amur quickly tightened his grip to keep the child from slipping out.
“Haak!”
“No!”
A contest of strength began.
And then
Struggle. Struggle.
The child in Emila’s arms also finished his rice cake and began to flail.
“Pwease! Haak!”
Seeing the older brother in Amur’s arms, the other child began to imitate him.
“Give them to . I’ll hold them.”
They used to follow well.
The Creator God received the children from the two and held one in each arm, rocking them gently to soothe them, but
“Haak!”
“Haak!”
Thump. Thump.
The children kicked the Creator God with their feet.
“Hey! That’s not acceptable!”
The Creator God spoke in a stern voice, but
“Haak! Haak!”
“Haak! Haak!”
The children, whose nature had beco nasty after being tainted by the energy of destruction, rebelled even more. Or perhaps it was because of Theo.
Or maybe it was their nasty personalities combined with learning Theo’s behavior. Anyway, the kids had quite a temper.
“Ahem. Bring out so more of those rice cakes they were eating earlier.”
As the children’s rebellion beca too much, the Creator God asked the two for more rice cakes.
However
“We already ran out.”
“Sejun didn’t leave that many…”
The rice cakes were already gone.
“Then when is Sejun coming?”
“He should be here tomorrow.”
“What?! Tomorrow?!”
“Haak!”
“Haak!”
Thump! Thump!
We have to watch these kids until tomorrow?!
104.28.193.250
The Creator God and the two Apostles sank into despair.
***
99th floor of the Black Tower.
Kking?! Kking! Kking?!
[Butler! How could you go sowhere without great Blackie?! You should have taken great Blackie with you! Want to get scolded?!]
As Sejun returned, Blackie, who had woken up and wandered the farm looking for Sejun, barked noisily.
“Blackie, are you the one who wants to get scolded?”
Of course, he was all bark and no bite.
Kking!
[Run away!]
At Sejun’s words, Blackie imdiately tucked his tail and fled to the sweet potato field.
“Ti to prep dinner.”
Leaving Blackie behind, Sejun headed to the kitchen.
Hehe! Butler’s cooking!
Peeking his head out from the sweet potato field, Blackie watched secretly and then followed Sejun quietly to the kitchen.
A mont later.
Kuehehehe. Kueng!
[Hehehe. Dad, Cuengi’s back! Here are so herbs!]
Cuengi, who returned from the herb field, handed Sejun 5 turric roots.
[100-day-old Guardian Turric]
→ Turric that has grown for 100 days in the Black Tower, cultivated by an advanced herbalist, with greatly enhanced dicinal properties.
→ When consud, all stats increase by 10 and a protective guardian energy envelops the body for 24 hours.
→ Cultivator: Advanced Herbalist Cuengi
→ Shelf Life: 100 days
→ Grade: A
Guardian energy?
Sejun was a bit curious, but didn’t get his hopes up. He’d been disappointed too many tis before.
I’ll just use it later to make curry.
After putting the turric away,
“You did great, my son.”
Pat pat.
Sejun praised Cuengi while hugging and patting his butt.
Then
“Puhuhut.”
Hehe.
Theo and Blackie subtly presented their bottoms.
“All right.”
Pat pat.
Sejun gave both Theo and Blackie plenty of butt pats before finally freeing his hands.
By then, dinner prepared by Sejun No. 12 was ready.
“Guys, let’s eat dinner!”
“Chairman Park, there’s no grilled fish or stir-fried peanuts for and Iona, ow!”
“I’ll make them now.”
Now you want to make your girlfriend’s food too?
Amused by the situation, Sejun chuckled to himself as he grilled fish and stir-fried peanuts.
And Then
“Here. It’s all done. Let’s eat.”
Everyone had a cheerful and delicious dinner together.
“Ahh. I’m full.”
After finishing dinner, Sejun and the group rested while gazing at the starry night sky.
“Ti to lie down.”
He lay on the bed and entered Blackie’s ntal world.
“Sorry.”
“I’m sorry.”
While apologizing like this,
Gururuk.
Corruption appeared once again today.
“Huh? Hello.”
-Yes.
Although still curt, Corruption properly responded to Sejun’s greeting.
-Are you still curious about where I am?
You’re curious, right?
Say you’re curious!
Corruption looked at Sejun with a burdening gaze as she asked. She had finally gained the confidence not to kill Sejun.
*****
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