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“Long live! Long live! Long long live!”

People dressed in black with their faces covered by cloth raise their arms and shout. Wait, shouldn’t it be "long live" rather than "ten thousand years" if we live on the continent? I don’t understand why they’re calling the king beneath the emperor like this.

“Divine Demon Manifest! Ten Thousand Blessings!”

What kind of army is this? The movents of their arms are sharp. When they say "Ten Thousand Blessings," everyone bows and salutes.

“Invincible Faith! Magic Over the World!”

Then, they rise again, swinging their arms, shaking their hands, and then bowing to the ground again, repeating this two tis.

It’s not like an idol concert, but when a person appears across from , they move energetically.

A strangely muscular woman? No, it’s a man.

Is there so hormonal imbalance? His hips are strangely sticking out, and it seems like his body is half-transford, as if still in the middle of a transformation.

No, he’s a man. A man in won’s clothing?

“Are you the Chaos of the Four Seasons who led the Divine Demon?”

His voice is quite high. But it’s a man’s voice. It doesn’t seem like he’s forcing it, but there’s an awkwardness to it.

In the faded man’s mory, he admires, saying, "A primitive ancient Divine Demon? Are you crazy?"

Primitive ancient Divine Demon?

Ah, right.

He’s talking about him. He was from the Sun and Moon Faith. The faded man had never seen that work with his own eyes, so his knowledge is fragnted, but he knows he was the mid-boss who died.

A man who learned the eunuch’s martial arts and had his sexual identity destroyed.

But calling him a Divine Demon?

Divine Demon... From the atmosphere, it feels like so martial arts world, but who could it be?

I thought about all the Harvesters.

First, I excluded strange Harvesters from different worlds or non-human Harvesters.

After all, aside from the first world, there aren’t that many...

The most plausible figure.

“Are you talking about Eunjae?”

Then, I heard murmurs around . They say that it's not the person we thought it was. I guess I was wrong.

Did I ss up?

At that mont, the man in front raised his hand.

Then, everyone closed their mouths and bowed.

He’s a very charismatic person.

Such attire wouldn’t be easily allowed in any society, but if this isn’t the world Eunjae was in, the culture could be entirely different.

“That’s the Divine Demon’s real na. Few know it. It seems you didn’t summon sothing completely strange.”

The man dressed as a woman approached . When I saw him up close, it beca more obvious. He’s trying to hide it with his clothes, but you can still see his fra.

He has undergone so degree of feminization, but it seems like there’s a limit that can’t be crossed with just that.

But why did soone like him call ?

“Chaos of the Four Seasons. A legendary monster that appeared before the hopeless one, emitting an indescribable aura and then vanishing. But in the era when the Divine Demon was still called the Heavenly Demon. The righteous faction, calling themselves the Mori thieves, attacked him, severely injuring him. Then, he t the Chaos of the Four Seasons and gained a new body and transcendent power.”

He extended his finger, painted white, and pointed at .

“You, the ghost possessing that boy’s body. Are you the Chaos of the Four Seasons?”

If it’s Eunjae, then yes.

But here, I deny it.

“No. I don’t have such a na.”

The na the faded man held seems sothing I can’t use, so I gave up on naming myself.

In any case, not having a na doesn’t affect obtaining warmth much.

“But if you’re asking whether I gave what soone once called a blessing to Eunjae, then yes. I did.”

I don’t lie.

As always, I speak the truth. Soone once called it a blessing. But the actual phenonon is different. I pour myself into it and transform it.

Still, it’s true they called it a blessing.

It’s important to create an escape route like this.

“You speak the sa way as soone I know. You sll like the sa filthy swindler.”

Suddenly, his expression twisted. He stepped back.

Huh? Did I make a mistake?

I cautiously observed, but he snapped his fingers.

Then, a second passed.

Sothing wriggled inside my head.

A creature that touches my brain? I hear the sound of a bug crawling and it stimulates my brain, causing pain.

It’s unpleasant.

A multi-legged bug crawls inside my head, touching my brain. It moves from the frontal lobe to the occipital lobe, and then to the place where my spine begins, biting into a bundle of nerves.

It hurts.

Hmm.

What is this?

Compared to the cold, this is nothing. I look at the man, thinking it’s ti for retaliation. But suddenly, the ground is coming toward .

Thud.

My body bends awkwardly and falls to the ground.

What’s going on?

Ah. Is this an involuntary reflex?

Right. If you can stimulate the brain, it’s natural to affect the signal going to the spine. As my legs scratched my nerves, my body lost balance and had a seizure.

Hmm. A bug. A bug.

There’s light, isn’t there?

Hehe.

Right in front of , where it’s easy to steal warmth, I took the warmth.

Crack!

Oops. My mistake.

The bug twisted into a grotesque shape and burst out, completely breaking my head. Now that I think about it, if I only steal warmth from a living thing, it turns into a monster.

The bug doesn’t eat anything, but it keeps growing.

How does mass conservation work in this?

That thought popped into my head.

The bug twisted and turned into an asymtrical, non-linear body. It ans it changed into an utterly useless form.

But for so other reason, its survival ti was very short.

“Master!”

“Your Excellency!”

The people around urgently shouted.

But faster than that, the man in won’s clothing acted.

In an instant, black energy gathered into his hand, and a line, mixed with black and red, was drawn in the air. That line cut the bug into pieces.

He wiped his hand as if shaking off the energy, having killed it with his bare hands.

He’s strong.

No, leading such an opponent in the direction I want is going to be too difficult, isn’t it?

But even in this situation, I have to increase the number of Harvesters.

What else can I do?

I stood up.

The life force, which could be called survival, exploded and flowed from all directions.

Crack.

A huge crack appeared where my head had been. After that disappeared, a woman with purple hair stood in its place.

It was .

I opened my mouth with the head I had recreated.

“Leaving a parasite in your body until it grew this big, how primitive.”

Thinking about what the man in won’s clothing did earlier, I know it was a bug put inside to control the person.

But honestly, it doesn’t matter.

Honestly, it’s soone else’s body.

It’s the sa as when an avatar in a ga gets a status abnormality.

I did wonder whether the status abnormality would disappear, but since it left on its own, I’m relieved.

I looked further, but aside from that, there’s no light.

Just one.

This was a shocking sight, wasn’t it?

I think it will be easier to take the initiative here now.

“The petty gas are over, right? Now, let’s move on to the main topic and introduce ourselves.”

Saying that the actions you just did were of no value, I spoke the words I really needed to.

“I will offer myself to you. But once you finish everything, I will take everything you have. What do you think?”

I extended my hand to the man in won’s clothing.

No, I should say it like this.

“Do you want power?”

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