Chapter 79

Wang Jian's Collection

Even the strongest king, Okageji Daikaku, couldn't withstand the onslaught of tears (lol). He nodded helplessly amidst the teardrops falling from his own king's sword.

He didn't know much about the swords of other kings, but his own sword was a tearful sword that would shed tears at the slightest provocation.

She perfectly showcased her innocent appearance.

It looked like a young child, and came closer affectionately, blinking its round, golden eyes, which shimmered with a dazzling beauty.

The mysterious power of fate is fascinating.

"Lieutenant, I want to go, I really want to go..."

Wang Jiancui acted coquettishly.

It's like immersing yourself in warm water, with every pore opening comfortably, and no part of you feeling awkward.

It's simply amazing.

Guo Changlu sighed deeply.

“…Go, take your…” Guo Changlu Dajue paused for a moment, then chose an appropriate title.

"friend."

If one doesn't even trust the unified King Sword, if one doesn't even trust one's own power, if... if one doesn't even trust oneself—

He lowered his gaze.

Guo Changlu Dajue patted Wang Jian's head and said in a gentle and kind tone, "Have fun."

Then what else can he believe in?

"Yay! Lieutenant, you're awesome!"

Winter Tree cheered, her bright eyes sparkling with joy, the lingering shimmer of water making the whole world seem to light up.

"Thank you." The Crimson King Sword thanked him politely, then left with the cheerfully bouncing Fuyuki.

Different colored eyes flashed with the same emotion. They stood with their backs to the king, their shadows elongated, as they walked step by step toward their destination.

[Between the stone slabs]

"It's huge."

Dongshu squatted down and touched it with his hand. A wave of warm comfort washed over him, and a familiar feeling arose spontaneously.

It is communicating with her.

"Hmm? Oh, it's been a long time."

"I'll stay for a while, since I haven't been home in a long time."

"Yes, I signed a contract in another world, so I still need to do my job properly..."

"No, that's too willful."

"Mmm, that's great."

"Oh, I see... Are you very lonely...?"

"I like it. You have good taste. All the kings are very interesting."

Fuyuki gently responded to each ripple of the Dresden slate, a smile playing on his lips, his dark eyes radiating warmth.

Seemingly having heard something strange, she paused: "I see... Is there anything I can do?"

"I'll go take a look in a couple of days."

She paused, then lowered her voice: "...Okay."

"My friend, I respect you."

"However, I hope your judgment remains sound. The selection of rulers is very important."

The rulers were chosen by the Dresden Slate.

Once chosen as the ruler, one's physical and intellectual abilities will be developed to their maximum potential, making one far stronger than ordinary people in every aspect.

At the moment of being chosen as the ruler, the chosen person connects with the stone slab, resonates with it, and a large amount of information flows into their consciousness, which is the so-called "stone slab" memory.

The chosen one becomes the king, and the Sword of Damocles appears in the sky.

That is, Fuyuki's current identity in this world.

As the Saniwa (a diviner) dispatched here, she received the world's identity card.

—【The Sword of Kingship】

As a child returning home, she received blessings and affection from her mother and friends.

"Will you come again next time?"

"Or you could call everyone over; you can do that, can't you?"

Fuyuki made the suggestion.

The Dresden stone slab remained still for a moment, and then several transparent figures began to appear around it, gradually becoming solid.

They have exceptional action-taking abilities.

"Is there something you need?" Blue King Sword pushed up his glasses and said expressionlessly.

Winter Tree's black hair turned golden, and Golden King Sword blinked obediently: "Dresden called everyone, Aqing, don't be so serious."

Wang Jian, who was called A Qing, paused and said helplessly, "Stop messing around."

She glanced around, frowned, and asked, "Where is Fuyuki?"

It's a truly magical experience to hear yourself ask yourself where you are.

Thinking this, Fuyuki peeked out from beside the Blue King Sword, her short, silver-white hair dignified and elegant: "Here it is."

Then, she gracefully walked to the center of the crowd, raised her hand and bowed, performing a very standard bow.

Her eyes were also silvery-white; the silver and blue met, and they remained silent for a moment.

It was clear that Fuyuki had once again entered the body of the Silver King Sword.

The colorless sword's ahoge (cowlick) stood up, and she exclaimed excitedly, "Wow, that's so cool! When will Fuyuki possess me too~"

The Green King Sword clutched the tablet in its hands, its green eyes lowered, and it softly praised, "...Perfect etiquette."

The Azure King Sword rubbed his temples: "Stop messing around, why are you playing around like this?"

Fuyuki stuck out her tongue: "Hehe, because it's very interesting."

She looked around with a bright smile: "Everyone is me, and I am everyone. We are the same person, but we exist in different forms."

"It's very interesting, really very interesting."

This was the first time Fuyuki had used this power.

Meanwhile, the Gray King Sword patted the Green King Sword on the head: "Green-chan, cheer up."

The Green King Sword weakly replied, "Okay, okay."

Mental strain... is just too much.

Elegant silver, crybaby gold, casual red, meticulous cyan, introverted green, calm gray, and ever-changing colorless.

Finally, there is the winter tree, which serves as a gathering point.

It feels like multiple personality disorder, but it's also different. In novel terms, would it be considered a pseudonym?

Wow, this is truly amazing.

The creatures that have returned to the world's embrace are "more knowledgeable" and have a greater thirst for knowledge about powers that were not used before.

It was novel and amazing; she liked it very much.

The Dresden stone slabs beneath my feet suddenly rippled, as if expressing their dissatisfaction at being ignored.

Dongshu squatted down and patted it: "Good boy, I'll come and keep you company again later. It's rare for us all to get together."

Baiyin smoothed a strand of hair behind her ear: "What is Dresden trying to do? Just call everyone over?"

She looked at her original form to the side; Fuyuki had already separated from her, and now the black color belonging to the origin was manifesting.

Her gentle, dark eyes gazed on her patiently, the light highlighting her clear gaze; this being of the world had always been so pure.

Fuyuki looked up and reassured him, "Don't worry, Shirogane. Dresden is just curious. Besides, we've all been apart for so long, let's stay a little longer."

Bai Yin pursed her lips. No, she and Dresden were never separated. It was she who was separated, not her.

That's getting a bit philosophical.

Xianse tiptoed closer, then suddenly put his arm around her shoulder: "Don't overthink things. Although you have independent thinking, we are all you. I know you love to think, but don't let unnecessary thoughts ruin your good mood."

They are one and the same person.

In human terms, it's just a temporary slice?

Well, it's a very profound question anyway.

Shirogane nodded hesitantly: "Oh, okay...right?"

Qing pushed up his glasses: "If you think about strange things now, you'll want to erase this part of yourself from your past later. Don't create unnecessary trouble for yourself."

The situation with silver is obvious; everyone has noticed it.

Dongshu blinked and tilted his head.

She never expected that she would have such a conflict with herself.

That's very interesting.

"Silver, it's you."

You are me, but I am also you.

Baiyin blushed at her own hesitation and nodded in response, "...I understand."

Green suddenly raised her hand and held up the tablet in her hand: "Um... everyone."

Everyone looked over.

Green trembled at the burning gaze and weakly lowered her hand: "Ah, Ah Liu called me."

Fuyuki blinked: "The King of Green?"

The Fifth King, the King of Green, is like flowing water.

A king who lost his heart and survived by sheer strength.

Green nodded: "Mm."

She picked at her fingers, her eyes darting around, and said, "Well... I'll be going now."

Goodbye, everyone!

She finished speaking quickly, and the next second she disappeared.

Dongshu rested his chin on his hand and pondered, "This guy, he doesn't even bother to think before he lies."

Sitting naked on the ground, looking up at the ceiling: "I knew everyone would understand."

Hui nodded, a helpless smile on his face: "Well, it's alright if everyone takes good care of the kid."

Dongshu looked at him and sighed, "Grey, don't say such strange things with that face."

Everyone is clearly not very big.

What are you doing, acting all old-fashioned and domineering?

Do you want to become everyone's madam? No way.

—

JUNglE

With his dark green hair, Hikari sat silently in his wheelchair, staring at the screen in front of him, which was his most direct way of connecting with the outside world as the Green King.

The small but cozy room had a soft sofa, where Green Team member Gojo Sukuna was lying back playing games. The young boy's hands were nimble, and there was no sign of stumbling.

Welcome back.

"Yes... I'm back."

As soon as Green appeared, she received greetings. She hugged the tablet that had been following her tightly and ran to Bi Shuiliu's side.

"Hey, A-Liu, are you feeling better?"

Bi Shuiliu patted her head, and the restraining clothes that should have been on her body were temporarily removed. With the subjective help of the Green King Sword, her power could be well controlled.

Bi Shuiliu always wore a binding garment, mainly to prevent his power from overflowing, lest the remaining royal power be insufficient to sustain the transformation of life and death within him.

After all, one wrong move and you could lose your life.

Before Bi Shui Liu could respond, Gojo Sukuna waved the game console in his hand: "Midori, let's play games together!"

Green tilted her head to look at him, and nodded a beat late: "...Okay."

She really likes games.

Seeing the two little ones side by side, Bi Shuiliu grasped the hem of her clothes that had just been pulled.

—

Hōmōra.

Chi pushed open the bar door, looked at the crowd of people in front of him, paused, then went in and closed the door behind him.

"I'm back.

"Welcome back, Fuyuki."

Akari looked up at the person who spoke, helplessly scratched her red hair, and explained, "I am Akari."

"As for Fuyuki, she's not here for the time being."

Red Alliance: "?"