King of Shadows

Jay holding his forehead sighed quietly. Alon's body, which could not endure the clash of branches, turned into a mess. The same was true of his face.

The wound was covered with hair, but the hole through the glabella and the poorly crushed left eye remained with time. Obviously, if it weren't for Kay's skill, he wouldn't have found the true nature. Jay patched up the lacerations poorly, kicking his tongue short.

'If I had known it would work this way, I would have controlled the power.'

Seeing his ugly distorted face, Jay sighed again. It was already done. It wasn't so bad that you could indirectly appeal the medallion that survived the battlefield. Jay comforted himself that what was good was good. He went out of the room with his wrinkled forehead.

Jay, who met Kay in the hallway, stopped walking. Over the past year, Jay and Kay have played a steady pair. It is expressed through their actions that the unity of the Roland and the Crossens remains unchanged.

Not only did he not like it, but Jay fulfilled Grogan's command perfectly. It was a different law to live in a school. Kay reaches out to Jay and touches his tie with a natural flick.

"Alone, you haven't forgotten there's a party tomorrow, right?"

"Call me Jay."

"I can't do that. Birds listen to daylight, rats listen to nighttime. You never know when or where a secret will come out."

"You don't have to keep a secret like this, do you?"

"Alone!"

"I told you to call me Jay."

A cold stream flowed between the two. Known as the reserve coyotes, they were so cold that the ice would fall apart from the rumors. Kay was just trying to put things in Jay's shoes.

Jay did not allow Kay access. I did my best not to let her speak lighter than I thought. Kay smiles bitterly, only looking at him with a pitiful look. It's not that she didn't understand Jay's heart.

Relationships are built on lies anyway. I knew there was no hope. But it was also true that I wanted to gain Jay's heart and trust. Despite an unfulfilled hunger, Kay rebuked Jay with a solemn expression.

"Jay, you're no longer just an orphan. He is the next son of the Crosen family and the candidate for the next household. I know you're not following your father's orders. And I don't condone my mistakes... but can you at least cooperate until the merger of the two families reaches normal orbit?"

"Why would I do that?"

"You would know. The Three Families are fighting back now. It's unusually intense. Unfortunately, it is not a threat or control. All to swallow the opponent's power. It's invisible, but the war has already begun."

Jay wept. Because Kay was right. I didn't have anything to say. Reading the time with the eyes of the common man and reading the time with the eyes of the noble was as different as heaven and earth. Jay, who had been a nobleman for the past year and infiltrated the upper class, had no choice but to empathize with her words.

"It is no exaggeration to say that there is no way that a crack in the relationship between the Rolands and the Crossens can stop the Luftel family from drinking. In fact, it would be the Rufus' world. That's why our mission is so important."

"It's a barrier that keeps the relationship between the Lobbs and the Crossens from cracking."

"Yes, it is. So don't think of yourself as a victim, think of yourself as leading the way. No one can replace you."

That was sweet, but Jay wasn't fooled. The title of the protagonist was definitely attractive, but not the part that suited him. The larvae only ate the leaves. If I ate something else, I would only be able to wear it.

"You're a good liar. You know that anyone can be Alone with the assistance of an Autonomous Maneuver, right?"

"But it's not going to be you. It's not the shell that counts. It's important that you're the one to speak for Alon. Otherwise your father wouldn't have chosen it in the first place."

"You speak well."

"But it doesn't change that this is a great opportunity. Because if no one can play Alone, then the Rolves and the Crossens are wrong, and the Rufus are drinking. The slightest friction is going to be a huge hurricane. What will happen to your family in there? Will you be able to live a comfortable life? If the competition escalates, there will be friction in urban units. There will be a great battle coming. The helpless will be dragged into the army, and the woman will be miserable enough to die."

"I don't like it, but it's not wrong."

Jay shrugged his shoulders and cared. Like Kay said, the Rolls and the Crossens' names on their backs were enormous. Even though it was a paper tiger, it was a tiger.

"Obviously, you'll get a lot just by being here. Isn't that right?"

Unexpectedly, Jay remembered Lara and the children. The first thing he did after he became Alone was call them the Lobby Side. Jay, who gathered them in the name of the maid and servant, could not hide his bitterness.

On paper, a pioneer by the name of James Sifiel was already dead. He killed himself to become the next Crosen, Alone Vin Crosen. Jay still hasn't forgotten when he became Alone and went to preach his death.

"... Yeah, I got a lot. I lost that much."

On that day, the tears that Lara and the children showed did not pass away, but remained in their minds. Kay pats his cheek, noticing that Jay is thinking of Lara.

"You still haven't forgotten her. You may enter as a concubine if you wish. I'll understand if you tell me who you are. There are more risks to take, but it's better than watching you suffer."

"You know I wouldn't do that, right?"

An orphaned woman suddenly becomes the mistress of the next household? Where are the potatoes as hot as that? Excessive interest, excessive jealousy, cruel conspiracy, and the Rufus' restraint. In a matter of months or even days, Lara's wings would be broken and she would fall into the swamp. Jay didn't want Lara to fall apart.

"That's right. I wouldn't recommend it if you didn't. I just wanted to let you know that there are options."

"abomination..."

As one of the maids approached, Kay kissed Jay's lips. I hugged Jay as hard as I was showing off. Obviously, Jay's words were scattered into the air. Cay noticed that the maid with a red face often walked by. He winked at Jay.

"Then I'll ask you again tonight, Alone."

Seeing Kay disappear with a meaningful horse, Jay frowned. No matter how important the packaging is, it's too severe. Jay had never used the same room as Kay so far, and turned his back.

'Not good.'

Rapidly changing politics. Conflicting forces. After Chris died, there were no brakes to stop the three families. Maybe the map will change overnight. Jay's shoulders were particularly heavy today.

354.

The world that 'being' remembered was a flow. One endlessly replaced, circulating flow. Without you, without me, it just flowed. Since birth, there is nothing that can be called a memory for that being. In the dark and deep, it just rattled without a hitch.

It was yesterday, it was today, it was tomorrow. There was also a change in his life cycle that was so boring. The continent that had remained still until now was shattered like a sharp blade. Funnily enough, the cracked continents became one as if nothing had ever happened again.

Could the world have been hit once? The self grew in the mind of its existence. He realized the concept of 'self' and divided the world between himself and not himself.

And shortly after, I realized that there were other kinds of things that I wasn't. Things that surround themselves and not themselves. After his existence became aware of him, everything was made of fourteen thousand things.

He had mastered so many concepts himself that he even realized he was trapped. Pharmaceuticals, shackles, limitations. His presence trembled in the surrounding environment.

I want to go outside. I want to meet a little more things that are not me His longing for freedom and the unknown corrupted his existence. Bondi, a miracle that can't happen. Finally, his existence was pointed upward. A new world. A lot of things that aren't you. His existence was sustained through the deep sea.

"Puha!"

The creature who came out of the world reached out to heaven. The sunlight touching my fingertips was warm and the wind was cool. Everything was new. And it was enormous. It was nothing compared to the dark depths. The colors that covered the world were colorful and beautiful.

"Delicious air."

He lived in the deep sea for hundreds, perhaps thousands of years, smiling brightly. He realizes that he is breathing at a slow pace. The creature who was unable to wrap his body around the overwhelming emotion shook his body.

Within that time, he set foot on the ground. There was no destination. No one knew. But I didn't hesitate or tremble. It is because I did not doubt that if I move as instinctively as I lead, there will be an answer.

"Ah…"

As soon as he saw a faint line that was invisible to him, his existence shed elasticity. What's at the end of that? The creature who raised worry and anxiety hurled towards the castle that had risen greatly.

355.

After the meeting, Sihyun walked the garden with Bererosa. As Lin joined in the middle, there was a commotion for a while, but it was also routine. Just as Hana and Sherry were opposed to each other, so were they treating each other as rivals.

"I'm worried."

"What are you worried about?"

"I'm worried that you will not become a pillar, but that you will choose to be active."

He was almost relieved of his legs because he didn't even think about it. Until now, I thought it was a joke, but it wasn't.

"But it's not that hard."

The horse was a meeting, not a grand one. It was just part of my regular work. It did not require high concentration, nor did it require structured knowledge. It was enough to have the right and wrong values and the power to enforce them.

The right thing to do and the wrong thing to do was to be sanctioned. Moreover, there wasn't much that Sihyun actually did because Bererosa was good at her duties.

"Don't you think it's a little inconvenient to be a columnist? I'm relaxed enough as it is. Don't you think so? Lin."

"No, I completely agree with Bererosa. Sihyun, you are like the king of the Tagnaria Kingdom now. And in the eyes of the pioneers, it's a living god. The more you show your face, the more women's eyes and attention you have. Even with Bererosa by my side, even a provocative child."

"... That can't be right."

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