“Are you not going to do it?”
“I want to step down from this position as soon as possible. Just being Lord Jeokmu-hyang is overwhelming.”
“Running a territory as significant as Black Grief Valley requires that level of skill and character.”
“Though it’s a bit much for a Heavenly Horse still at the Record Phase, their character is outstanding after all.”
“Since almost all the other ascetics have fled, there’s not much that can be done.”
“Besides, you already have existing power, right? Since everyone ran away, having some power is essential to replace the old system.”
“Hmm. That’s true meow. Someone like Lord Heavenly Horse is quite trustworthy meow.”
“…Yena could be a viable alternative though?”
“Miss Yena has no power. Even if she did, I doubt she’d share it.”
“Meow?”
Yena swiftly turned her head.
I expected that they wouldn’t transfer the Position of Archlord, but I didn’t think they’d be so certain about it.
[Hahaha!]
[Lily is so firm!]
[Yeah, not giving it!~]
[Look at how flustered Yena is!]
[Lily is so resolute?]
[Isn’t Miss Yena a bit much?]
[Why?]
“Black Grief is fundamentally a place used to Holy Energy/Dead Energy. It doesn’t suit Miss Yena’s abilities.”
“Oh. That’s right.”
“Hmm… but can’t you just change it? If it’s the authority of Archlord, changing the foundation of Black Grief should be a piece of cake…”
“Do you not want to?”
“No. It’s not that I don’t want to, it’s just…”
Cough. Lord Heavenly Horse awkwardly changed the subject and cleared his throat.
After all, he stands above the sky.
He could receive help, but having it spoon-fed isn’t something that aligns with her pride.
He never really liked sharing territories with Black Grief either.
I chuckled and stood up.
“You mentioned before, right? That you’d help as much as needed if we required assistance.”
“I did.”
“Well, this is that time. Please take good care of Black Grief, Lord Heukmuhyang.”
“……”
Lord Heavenly Horse was in deep thought.
His pride definitely wouldn’t allow it, but the Position of Lord Heukmuhyang wouldn’t be a bad thing for him.
Had he grown in power, he would have naturally challenged the Lord Heukmuhyang position without my interference.
With reluctance, Lord Heavenly Horse nodded.
“Hmm… I understand. If it’s Lily’s request…”
“Then, promise me one thing.”
“Hmm? A promise?”
“As Lord Gyeoryu said, that power. I don’t think highly of it either. If I take the Archlord position, I’ll likely have to use that power quite a bit.”
Even though most upper ascetics fled to Green Grief, upon hearing that Black Grief had stabilized, they might just return.
The pottery fled to Heukmuhyang, but if he hears the news that Heukmuhyang has stabilized, he might come back again.
Some of them might try to pull him down from his seat, saying he’s not qualified to be the Archlord.
Of course, since the Heavenly Horse became the Archlord due to the background of this nation, the chances of being disturbed are low, but I’m not by his side for life.
If my visits to the Main Temple decrease, the probability of someone aiming for that seat again increases.
“Let’s save it as much as possible and use it only in emergencies. And if there’s ever a need to upgrade the Display Case, make sure to call me. Just in case.”
“…Got it. After all, it’s power I don’t even use. Ah, but.”
“?”
“How will we contact each other? What if you’re not at the Main Temple?”
“Don’t you have me added as a friend? Just send a message.”
“I turned that function off a while ago. It was too noisy.”
You turned it off?
Thinking about it, the Heavenly Horse is quite a celebrity.
He must have been receiving endless messages from various users and fanatics from all over.
Of course, the reception and sending functions are separated, and you can just turn off the alarms, but the Heavenly Horse, being the Heavenly Horse, had completely blocked both.
‘I had it on during the Kraken battle. It was essential to communicate for the raid then.’
“Well, hmm. Or you could… ah, forget it. I’ll just give you my broadcast manager.”
By chance, there are plenty of empty positions.
[?]
[ㄷㄷㄷㄷㄷ]
[Oh]
[Wow, I’m jealous.]
[Give me one too!!]
[But you don’t watch the Heavenly Horse’s broadcasts.]
[Does he have a Twitch account?]
[Was it actually a manager recruitment lolololol]
[LOL]
[We do need to recruit more managers.]
[Great Heavenly Horse]
[Will he link accounts to do it?]
“Do you have an account?”
“Account? Are you talking about Deoen’s account?”
“No. It’s a Twitch, broadcast platform account.”
“I don’t have anything like that.”
“Hmm… then if you link it with Deoen, you’ll be able to access it right away.”
I shared the system window with the Heavenly Horse, showing him how to link accounts and how to use the manager privileges.
In the past, Yena would have told him everything like this, but now I was almost an expert myself.
By the way.
“…Ah. It worked. Manager Heavenly Horse. It’s done.”
‘He’s definitely a user.’
It struck me as odd that someone without penalties was speaking and acting in an ancient drama style, but seeing him like this definitely confirmed he was a user.
Next to my broadcast sheet, the phrase [Manager: Heavenly Horse] appeared.
Yena seemed to find this situation amusing, alternating her gaze between me and the Heavenly Horse.
I found this situation amusing, alternating my gaze between myself and the Heavenly Horse.
“It’s surprising, meow. I didn’t think Lord Heavenly Horse would do something like this, meow.”
“That’s the charm of Lord Heavenly Horse. It’s nice to see them being so unconventional.”
“Meow meow.”
“……”
“Oh, Lord Heavenly Horse. Now that you’re our room manager, any 1-on-1 chat requests will come straight to me. Yes, that’s right.”
The Heavenly Horse buried its head in the system window.
Even though they didn’t have poor eyesight, it was a rather entertaining reaction to see them trying to catch the rapidly scrolling chat all at once.
Like an elderly person who can’t handle electronic devices, perhaps?
“…… Can I try typing something?”
“Of course! You’re the manager now, so feel free. I’ve enabled all the permissions.”
“R-Right.”
The Heavenly Horse fidgeted with the system window.
After a moment of contemplation, they posted a short message.
[▣Heavenly Horse: Hmm. Nice to meet you. I am the Heavenly Horse.]
[Hii]
[Heaven~]
[Heavenly Horse is so cute, lololololol]
[Heavenly Horse! Heavenly Horse! Heavenly Horse!]
[Great Heavenly Horse]
[Heavenly Horse, you’re seriously super super cute]
[For real, lol]
[Trying to act tough, huh? lol]
[Heavenly Horse, hee hee hee]
[lolololololololol]
[Actually, it’s super nice being Archlord, but if Heavenly Horse pretended to hate it to look cool, that would be hilarious]
[It’s okay]
[It’s okay okay]
[lolololololol]
“… Can I impose a penalty on this?”
“Of course?”
Now that they’re a manager, they have that authority.
[Woah]
[Just kidding, just kidding, just kidding, just kidding]
[I’m sorry… ]
[Oh no, oh no, oh no, oh no]
[lolololol]
[I’m so sorry]
[I’m so sorry… ]
[This feels a bit like déjà vu]
[lolololol]
Yena tilted her head.
“Doesn’t this feel a bit similar to when Lily first broadcasted?”
“Bringing back memories.”
Back then, I had made similar comments while watching the chat during Yena’s broadcast.
The chat responses were strikingly similar, creating quite the entertaining spectacle.
If the Heavenly Horse or I was similar, we might start broadcasting because of this, but…
‘That probably won’t happen.’
The Heavenly Horse was a true user, not a returnee.
Given that they were a ranker and a figure of popularity in the past, they could have started broadcasting anytime they wanted.
However, the Heavenly Horse was not the type to showcase their identity to anyone.
“Hmm… these are some very lively folks. I had caught a glimpse before.”
“It was long, but…”
She seemed to find it somewhat interesting, as it was her first time seriously viewing the chat.
She moved her hand and whacked a few viewers with a mace, then wore a satisfied expression.
“Reflect on your actions.”
“Well then, I’ll be off. Call me if anything happens.”
“…Got it. Go, go.”
“Heavenly Horse?”
“Me! When did I ever pretend to be strong?! And it’s not pretending; I’m strong by nature! You rude one! Step outside for a moment!”
Another viewer was forcibly removed.
Heavenly Horse, having sliced off a viewer’s eye, snorted and crossed her arms.
[LOL]
[Great Heavenly Horse]
[WTF]
[^^7]
[Heavenly Horse, please turn on the broadcast]
[So funny]
[And yet, not banning anyone, LOL]
[Heavenly Horse is kind]
“I’ll be going now~”
“Oh, okay. Come back safe.”
No! That’s not it…
Boom!
■
Though I had replaced the Lord of Black Mist, many tasks were still at hand.
For instance, how to deal with the previous Lord of Black Mist, Jooam, the relationship between Heukmuhyang and Nokmuhyang, finding Jeokmu-hyang’s successor, and meeting Lord of White Mist, Unbaek, etc…
There was a lot to do, but having just used Triple Annihilation, I was quite exhausted and could only handle things properly the next day.
And so the next day arrived.
When I arrived at Lord Jeokmu-hyang’s Palace, Yena, who had arrived first, greeted me.
She looked a bit more normal today.
“You’ve come?”
“Miss Yena.”
“What are we doing today? Heavenly Horse came earlier looking for Lady Lily.”
“Me?”
“But it wasn’t anything significant; she just asked about the return of the ascetics… Then she waited for a moment and decided to handle things on her own.”
“Ah, I see.”
Now that Lord Heukmuhyang is Heavenly Horse, Heukmuhyang’s matters should be handled just fine.
“I’ll be meeting Lady Unbaek today.”
Mokmujin’s likely candidate is near the White Mist.
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