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[This time, the head of the Great Five House, the transcendent Seo Boram, declared anarchy to make Korea greater in the presidential election...]
[The head of the Mysterious Yoo Clan, the transcendent Yoo Seolrang, got into a fight with a higher god from the Pantheon…]
"What kind of stunts are they pulling to make it on the news again?"
"Seo Boram was always like that. Wasn't her dream to seize the presidency by force in front of the professor?"
"…Was the special class not special because of talent, but because it was full of weirdos?"
"Of course. Except for me, everyone else is strange."
Thud.
Listening to the two, Abel smiled brightly and took a seat.
Then, the two began to sweat nervously.
"If you're going to gossip, you should really do it somewhere quiet. This entire place can hear what you're saying right now."
"…"
"…"
"I have no special feelings towards either of you, but if that person starts rampaging, I don't even have the desire to stop them. Besides, isn't she a member from one of the Five Great Families? A strong fool with power must be very troublesome."
"Who are you calling a fool?"
Tak.
Suddenly, Seo Boram spoke with a sharp voice.
Abel chuckled and said,
"Do you not like the title that the professor uses for you?"
"I don't like it when you use the nickname that only my master can call me."
"…"
At the absurd response, Abel was left speechless.
'Whether it's the girl who calls her husband master or the person who calls his wife a fool.'
Both were out of their minds.
Well, he could somewhat understand the professor. He had a lot of wives.
He might call them that to differentiate them.
"So, why are you here?"
"…To work."
"Work? You?"
"You sound like I don't work all day."
"Obviously."
In reality, Seo Boram hardly ever worked.
In contrast, it was the members of the Mighty Seo Clan family and government officials who were getting worn out.
"Well, more than that, I think everyone's about to come down soon."
"…What?"
Seo Boram became the mayor of Seoul.
What she wanted was to become president by force.
She couldn't do that, but she became the mayor of Seoul and was slowly biding her time.
"…Is Korea really okay like this?"
"But actually, people seem to be living better, so it might be a good thing."
"That's true."
In fact, Korea had improved.
The advantage of democracy.
Decisions were made by majority rule.
The disadvantage was the same.
Decisions were made by majority rule.
It wasn't a bad thing.
In a world where God didn't exist, or where there were no transcendent beings, it would be correct.
However.
If God existed, the story changed a little.
Dictator.
On the contrary, many countries in the world welcomed them.
Simply by believing, they shared power with them.
In this way, people hoped that beings akin to gods or transcendents would lead them rather than politicians.
"Perhaps Joseon should indeed be ruled by a king."
"…"
There were those who uttered such blasphemous words.
In any case, Seo Boram was currently one of the Seoul mayors receiving immense support.
She didn't particularly do anything.
There were rather many destroyed buildings, but.
"…I don't want to work."
"You haven't even worked for 30 minutes yet."
"There's too much work. If I keep doing this, I might grow old."
"…Your child is already about to enter the academy…ouch!"
The one speaking irreverently was made polite.
Seo Boram sighed deeply and began to work.
"Just bothering the innocent kids."
Wind blew in an empty place, soon taking the shape of a person.
Yoo Seolrang.
Head of the Mysterious Yoo Clan and a Transcendent.
"When did you come down?"
"It's our child's entrance ceremony, so I came down."
"Oh, it's already that time. Since Han Yujin is entering, Han Seoeun too…"
"Do you have to say even the last name so coldly?"
"I'm busy raising my own kids, you know."
"It's not that, it's because you're sparring every day."
"Honestly, it's annoying. How can you not even graze me for over 30 years?"
"Well, because you're weak."
"Heh…"
Seo Boram laughed brightly.
Then she grabbed the handle of the sword and contemplated for about 10 seconds whether to draw it or not.
"Are you going to fight again?"
A voice that seemed disdainful filled the air. Neo Seunghwa, who had once imitated the Heaven-Surrendering Martial Emperor, glanced at the two and said.
"Follow me. The academy will open soon."
"Do we really have to go to the academy?"
"Well, there's no choice, is there? Whether it's martial arts, magic, or mental studies, everything is at the academy."
Behind Neo Seunghwa, a woman yawned lazily as she emerged.
Wi Gunak.
A woman who possessed an incomprehensible power similar to Neo Seunghwa.
A short bob reaching her shoulders, slightly tanned skin, and in contrast, an overwhelmingly assertive bust.
Seo Boram stared at it blankly.
"What is it?"
"No, suddenly I'm angry."
"Why?"
"I mean, despite having a beauty like me, how many wives did he take in? Is he not satisfied"
"You're wrong. He accepted the Heavenly Demon and Elwen. And after deciding he'll take in one more strange one, he accepted us."
"…Same difference."
Seo Boram said with a pouty expression.
"By the way, what's that man doing?"
"Well…"
Neo Seunghwa paused for a moment before speaking bluntly.
"He's always training as usual."
-What bad luck.
-I've always had bad luck.
The black one and the blue one were fighting.
Weren't they tired of this?
Watching them with a pitiful expression, they seemed to flinch.
-Don't look at us like that.
-It hurts when you look at us like that, even if others do it!
Was there anyone other than me who could see these two like this?
In the first place, besides that guy, there's no one who can see us.
Our subordinates are actually too loyal. They don't even think about being disrespectful to us.
To think like that, it seems like everyone has their own thoughts, though, haha.
You, even if you laugh so sinisterly, it's a well-known fact that you were completely exposed by our kids!
Rather than a fact, it was more like a bluff.
If you joined the demon god or served under me, you'd find yourself in a very dull situation.
'There's no position under my command.'
The Demon God created seven Demon Kings.
The True God has just created four apostles.
In my case, I filled it with my wives.
They all had talent, but there was a bigger reason than that.
Immortality.
I could reduce my power by a certain ratio, so I could resurrect my wives anytime if they did.
-It's absurd. Even after becoming a god, you still have such emotions.
-Well, it's not bad.
The blue figure smirked.
-Valuing human emotions is good. Neither of us has human emotions, so it doesn't matter. Maybe something else will be born from it.
-Like that guy with the wind?
"Wind?"
-There was such a guy. Maybe someone who almost killed this guy, called the Wind God.
"The Wind God, you say?"
-Do you know him? You'll meet him soon anyway.
"Soon? Is it a word that can only come out after 900 years?"
-900 years is but a moment. You may not be used to it yet, but you will.
-Well, that guy is dangerous, and in 900 years, he might grow enough to kill one of us.
-He's also a madman. A guy who's become a dimensional wanderer to find his partner.
"Romantic, isn't it?"
-…That mad behavior? Oh, come to think of it, his name was similar to yours. Was it three characters?
"…?"
-Anyway, putting that story aside, let's move on to another one. The more cards, the better. The Demon King is dead, but your apostles remain, right?
-Why the apostles?
-Let's use them.
"Surely not…"
-Yoo Eunchae and Seon Woohyeon. Those two seem to have some potential… It's better to throw away what's unnecessary and make them stronger.
-Well, I don't know about Seon Woohyeon, but that woman shows some promise…
-Then let's do it that way.
No. Let's just send her right away.
Hm?
Before the Demon God could do anything, the True God waved his hand once and began to do something.
Yoo Eunchae thought.
'Maybe I've succeeded tremendously.'
Suddenly, such a thought crossed her mind.
When she first fell into the game world, it was utterly hopeless.
But how was it now?
Although her personality twisted just a little, she ended up marrying the person she admired, liked, and loved.
'Well, it's not without its drawbacks.'
He was truly a perfect man, but he had many wives.
Still, Yoo Eunchae chose Han Seojin.
Imagining marrying someone other than him, she thought it was better to be Han Seojin's nth wife.
A person being too exceptional was also a problem.
If she had known it was Han Seojin from the beginning, she would have done anything to bring him down.
'Well, in the end, it probably became a shared form because of Cheon Murin or Elwen.'
But still, she would have been pushed around here and there by them.
A sigh escaped. If only Han Seojin didn't have abilities, she would have supported him.
No, if he didn't have abilities, maybe she wouldn't have liked him in the first place.
Yoo Eunchae thought so and looked outside.
The children born from her and Han Seojin were playing happily together.
"This is happiness."
And watching the children grow like this.
Sleeping with her husband just like that.
And living peacefully just like that.
Such a life wasn't bad…
[!@#&!*!]
Suddenly, the status window shook violently.
A massive hole opened up in the sky above.
"…?"
An enormous power was gathering.
When was it? She had seen something like that once before.
'Demon King.'
A name that immediately came to mind. A phenomenon similar to when that being descended was now occurring above her head.
Not bad… Damn it.
They were so dead, both the demon god and that lunatic True God.
"Kyaaruruk!"
"Is it fun?"
Han Seojin said as he lifted the child high.
The child in his arms was giggling joyfully.
Then he turned his gaze to Yoo Eunchae, who was fighting the apostles.
'If a few more apostles are sacrificed, it might really work.'
Han Seojin smiled as he watched the scene.