High Sun Palace.
The owner of that place and the ruler of the empire, Pharaoh, is conversing with numerous individuals.
Once again, the most eye-catching feature is his massive, muscular body towering over 2 meters.
His short, golden hair is quite stylishly maintained, and his golden eyes, like they are infused with the sun, emit a bright light even in broad daylight.
He’s dressed somewhat formally, but still, it’s a rather short outfit for an emperor. His bronze skin and confident face add to the picture.
Putting all this together…
[Golden Sun?]
[Golden Sun]
[It was Golden Sun, lololol]
[lololololololol]
[Golden Sun Uncle;;;]
[Golden Sun the Lovebird… this is a bit rare]
That Guy Uncle.
Pharaoh is Golden Sun.
■
When I first met Pharaoh, I had some preconceived notions about him based on his appearance.
Anyone could see that Pharaoh was the epitome of a golden-haired, tanned punk, and perhaps because of his position as emperor, he had many wives and concubines.
He was absolutely brimming with confidence.
As a result, I was a little wary of him at first, but the more I conversed with him, the more I found he had quite an unexpected personality.
He cared for the empire more than anyone and took pride in the fact that the empire was the best.
Despite having many wives, I couldn’t find much evidence that he was particularly promiscuous, and although he possessed absolute power, the subjects didn’t dislike him.
On the contrary, they revered and trusted Pharaoh for protecting them.
‘This world is at war, after all.’
In certain continents, kingdoms could collapse overnight, and tens of thousands could die or be injured.
In the sky, enormous monstrous birds spread disease.
On the ground, countless monsters wreak havoc, and the sea can’t even protect itself.
In contrast, Pharaoh’s empire was nothing short of a peaceful land.
Pharaoh’s power kept them safe from numerous threats.
[Why is he a Golden Sun then just giving gifts and running away]
[LOL what the hell]
[That Guy Uncle looked good back in his prime, yes]
[Wow]
[This is quite the “check”]
[The Golden Sun I knew wasn’t like this, ack!]
[Pure Love Golden Sun, whoa]
[Pure Love (with a ton of wives)]
“It is somewhat similar, yes. Not a punk though.”
It’s true that he’s a tanned golden-haired… but not a punk.
Of course, he does ask for a lot when it comes to intermediary trading, but for this level, he’s truly aristocratic.
‘Monsters of this caliber are few and far between.’
Monsters that view ‘humans’ as trade objects are incredibly rare in the first place.
As seen with Celestials and the Demon Race, it’s a characteristic of ancient beasts to treat humans like bugs.
Because that’s a characteristic of the ancient beasts.
But the Pharaoh viewed humans as trading commodities and continued trade with them while promoting diversity.
Of course, there’s speculation that this opinion could be Serrek’s… Anyway, the final decision is made by the Pharaoh.
I hold him in high regard.
[Lily highly praises the Golden Sun ㄷㄷ]
[Lily, no way?]
[Huh]
[No! No! No!]
[LOL]
[Crazy guys LOL]
[That guy uncle is Serrek’s, right?]
[The Golden Sun is unsettling.]
“Whoa.”
I chuckled at the reactions in the chat window and focused on the Pharaoh.
The Pharaoh leaned on one elbow against a golden table, dismissing the nobles of the palace.
It seemed to be regular meeting time, but most matters, except for trivial details, are decided by Serrek and the Pharaoh, so it’s not a particularly important time.
It’s literally a time of ‘just listening.’
In Deserthum, everything is governed under the absolute power of the Pharaoh, so it’s a natural result.
He put aside numerous petitions from the nobles and returned to the throne, leaning his massive body back.
He had his usual confident expression, but for some reason, he seemed troubled.
“…The demon race.”
The Pharaoh is conscious of the demon race.
The Pharaoh can handle low-level demons, but once it comes to mid-level, he needs to gamble his life.
He can’t even contend with high-level, upper beings.
“Besides, I have a lot to worry about.”
Of course, for now, he’s only aware of it and doesn’t think it’s a crisis.
There’s no guarantee they will definitely come here for the time being.
Lily, who brought this information, was also weak at that time and couldn’t accurately gauge the level of the demon race.
She only mentioned it as something she felt after seeing it from a distance, and even if she knew the level, it wouldn’t be taken seriously.
Still, it would be nice to have a conversation with the Pharaoh if possible…
‘I’m sure they are nearby.’
A very, very sensitive Lily must be scouring the palace like a hawk.
If I exerted my interference power even a little longer in this situation, she would quickly notice and come charging in here.
Even though this is the emperor’s court, which not just anyone can enter.
[Current interference power – 81.8%]
I quickly placed Kaums’ sword onto the display case of weapons behind him and immediately withdrew my interference.
Though it’s on display, it’s a special weapon that could be in the Pharaoh’s hands anytime during a battle.
I also altered its appearance to be as decorative as possible compared to existing weapons.
“Now, you know your purpose, right?”
─…Yeah.
Kaums is a dead body, meaning a body without a soul, and he can transfer his soul into it.
When the Pharaoh is on the brink of being killed by the demons and shifts his body into a statue, that’s when Kaums can take over the Pharaoh’s body.
The armory is connected to the Pharaoh’s body, so Kaums can move when it seems safe.
The weapon, transformed into a stylish decorative sword, glares at me.
─What am I supposed to do with all the power you’ve taken?
“Well, I can just use the physical body. You’ve even analyzed the Pharaoh’s spirit and body for me.”
It’s perfectly set up for me to take over the Pharaoh’s body without difficulty.
After 1700 years of studying bodies, this much should be expected.
[LOL]
[Get to work, ingredient slave]
[That guy’s still working even when used as an ingredient]
[Slave ㅠㅠ]
[But it’s cheap, yeah]
[ts old man is struggling]
[???: Don’t think about dying, just work (actually said)]
[Hahaha]
[So am I supposed to do this for hundreds of years?]
─Are you telling me to do this junk for hundreds of years?
“Probably not even that long?”
The demons will attack, and the Pharaoh will lose his body in two years.
Intercepting a body with the demons literally above is a suicidal act, so acquiring the body will only be possible after the demons disappear.
No one knows when that will be, but I can make a rough guess.
“Maybe much less than that.”
‘At most around ten years.’
The point when the war is completely over.
If an unexpected reconciliation between the two races happens at that moment, the demons won’t be here.
“Of course, it might take longer to fully acquire the body. There could be a lingering influence from the demons, or another heritage successor might be stronger than expected.”
I can’t even predict how it will unfold.
The Forgotten Emperor might overpower Kaums with immense strength.
The Scorpio, which I thought was just a scorpion, could actually be an ancient beast.
This world is a place where strange occurrences happen often, and the past here was extremely dangerous.
But I think it’ll be alright.
“You’re used to spending long periods, right?”
I’ve already lived for 1700 years; I can wait this much, right?
─…Insane.
[LOL]
[Crazy girl]
[Hahaha]
[Dark humor ON]
[Oh, just let it stew for a few hundred more years]
[But the TS old man is fine, he’s got a lot of karma]
[For real LOL]
[Really sucking the marrow dry]
[Big Lili]
[Is it really over now?]
[Let’s move on to the next time ㄱㄱㄱㄱ]
Now that everything’s truly done, let’s start transitioning to the next time period.
[Shall we move on to the second time period?]
I nodded my head.
[Moving.]
[Current Interference Rate – 81.8%]
[Tip. Interference can cause a big butterfly effect. Please use it with caution.]
Blue light engulfed me.
■
“…….”
The future Lily had left.
The Pharaoh, who remained alone in that place, quietly turned his head.
At the end of his gaze was a display case.
The Empire’s sun, the display case of the great Emperor’s weapons.
It was a place almost perfectly without problem, but as ‘she’ mentioned, something felt alien.
“It’s different.”
I reached out and pulled in a decorative sword that had changed from its original.
A decorative sword with no function beyond its beautiful appearance.
Yet the sword trembled as if it were alive.
The Pharaoh glared at the sword and threw it into the air.
The sword, unable to resist, flew up and then widened its eyes at someone who caught it.
“How interesting. I’ve never seen a sword like this.”
Lily Elbrite.
Someone who was both like and unlike its original owner.
She looked down at herself with a static expression while smiling.
Despite clearly being sealed in the sword, cold sweat began to trickle down.
“How absurd.”
“……”
“How dare you invade the palace and lay hands on my treasures… Do you know who I am?”
Lily Elbrite grasped the body of the sword.
Creeeek…!
─Grrrgh…!
The sword screamed.
Despite the somewhat slimy scream, Lily watched the Pharaoh with a cold expression, unfazed.
“Celestial Race.”
─S-Stop!
“The winged trash has come to find me on its own.”
─I’m not…
Crack!
─……
The Sword Saint was utterly crushed.
Lily tilted her head as she looked at the unconscious Kaums and then bound the sword with her holy power.
He could never escape from here.
“Demons and Celestial Race… This is becoming increasingly troublesome.”
Right. Lily Elbrite.
“What do you plan to do? I have heard your demands, but he is an intruder in the Empire. I can’t just hand him over.”
“I’ll investigate and return him to you. But before that.”
“Before that?”
A grin.
“I need to prepare a bit.”
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