Chapter 138 No Embryo, No Seed, May I Grant You True…
Mainkuhn! Mainkuhn! The erroneous fetus! The empty seed without an embryo!
What nourishes you is not breast milk, what feeds you is not rice.
When you rise, walk, run, jump, cry for the first time, and even take your first breath, the power does not come from the burning of flesh and blood.
Rather, it stems from a response to a pure desire.
"God, you can't fool me like this, at least leave me one..."
You responded to your mother's wish for a baby.
"White, is feeding him only goat milk enough? I don't know how to raise him, little guy, be strong, don't die..."
You responded to the orphan's sincere kindness.
"Maine!"
"Boss!"
What kind of people will we become after leaving the fireplace house?
Look, your future, the future, and tomorrow.
"Elhesen!"
Incomplete creatures! Those born of desires will also be trapped by desires, forever toiling for the expectations of humankind.
Tearing apart the vines of the gods, pushing aside the fiery fists of the blazing lion, Mainkuen flew into a rage, and even the potion could not suppress his ferocious roar:
"You know perfectly well why I'm moving forward!"
Only Fontaine, only Fontaine—
“Scattering, spectral dispersion, theoretical deduction.”
With a blank expression, Elhesen released a large number of prisms, attempting to confuse the cat with light.
"I wish you had been born in our country."
"Elhesen!"
But it was no use. The agile king, the king in his prime, swift as a leopard, easily broke through the human blockade to capture the righteous Grand Disciplinary Officer.
"Don't bother me...!!"
Bang!
Al-Hysen lunged forward, decisively pinning him down on the back, grabbing his claws and slashing them towards his neck:
"I am willing to die to remonstrate with Your Majesty; please kill me."
His tone was as calm as still water, more like he was manipulating someone than offering a deathbed remonstrance.
Mainkun quickly retracted his claws: "!?"
Why don't I usually see you addressing me as "Your Majesty" or "Your Majesty"?
His anger subsided, and fearing he might actually hurt Elhesen, Mainkuen could only clench his fist and stop, standing still and controlling the force he used to shake the fragile human behind him.
"Shut up, get off the plane."
He suddenly felt a tightness on his leg again. Looking down, he saw Tinali with a blank expression, her fox ears turning red as she slid over and hugged his leg.
"I will also die for my principles."
"If you leave again, I'm going to smash my head against your knee and die."
...
Where is your mature and reliable scholarly demeanor? Don't you want it anymore?
"You people..."
"Oh my~"
As if she had found a weakness, Dixia immediately withdrew her fist and drew her greatsword, holding it against her neck.
"I'll also die for my principles, hehe."
...
Hahahaha!
Unable to contain himself any longer, Kavi burst into a few loud laughs, then gracefully opened the window and leaned out to look:
"Wow, that's really high. I wonder how many legs I'll break if I fall."
Little Cole looked around, a little confused, and raised her little hand: "Then I'll... use the Death Sword too?"
"That's great."
Seeing this, Nasita's worries subsided, and she smiled gently: "Then I will too..."
"Shut up, all of you."
Mainkuhn interrupted.
"...Ha, do you think I would waver because of this?"
He turned his head and carried Elhesen on his back, dragging Tinari towards the door. The weight of the two of them was as light as a feather to him.
"No, even if you're not joking, and your soul really does return to the earth's veins, I will never feel even a trace of... uh."
The young king's body suddenly stiffened.
Al-Hysen felt his back begin to go weak.
Tina felt the leg in her hand begin to tremble.
It has lost its authority.
Sigh, no matter how many times I come here, I can't get used to this contrast.
Tinari considerately released his grip, stepped back, and sighed helplessly at Elhesen.
"Sigh, your stalling tactic worked."
He could no longer rush to the front of the crowd and pull Sino down from where he was clarifying the situation.
"So why don't you let go now?"
"..."
"Erhesen?"
Al-Hysen quietly watched Maine's cat ears, watching them go from standing upright to drooping softly, like the shoulders hunched under his arm.
"A... Elhesen..."
Beneath the high collar, the timid young man turned his neck slightly, but dared not turn his head completely, and could only plead tremblingly:
"Could you... please let go..."
If it were a few years ago, he would have been completely terrified by now.
Ehrlich recalled.
It would be impossible to have the same ability to express oneself as one does now.
These tremendous advancements, and the peace that exists in Mount Sumeru, are all thanks to my efforts; I deserve immense credit.
If that's the case, then I can do even better and more perfectly.
Thinking of this, he gripped Mainkuen from behind even tighter, more firmly, and more oppressively, his voice calm but unyielding: "The Wrathful King."
The cat nervously flicked its tail, "Hmm...hmm?"
"I will no longer offer you advice."
Press down hard on the shoulder with your hands to show seriousness.
"Any reform that will cause the public to place their negative emotions on you."
Then release it, decisively and cleanly, to show your determination.
"Never again."
...
A brief silence followed, then a whirlwind of turning heads, and a soft, helpless scream.
"Why?!"
“You…aren’t you my vizier? Aren’t you my advisor? Aren’t you my friend?”
"You have to help me!"
Fontaine, flood, salvation.
Mount Sumeru, the people, and the crown.
Mainkuhn raised his hand to steady the crown on his head, and he was alarmed to discover something.
"If it weren't for Elhesen..."
Without his wisdom, his rational mind, and his seemingly absurd but always correct policies.
"Then I... I won't dare to attack Sumeru..."
The love of the people is enough to wear down the sharp claws of the cat-like vanguard, leaving him only daring to show his paw pads.
"...I...I can't...do it like I did when I first came here..."
How can we save the world?
"As expected."
No one knows whether this predicament that puts Mainkuen in a dilemma was deliberately created by Elhesen.
“I always keep my word, Your Majesty.”
Picking up the history book that had fallen to the ground and stuffing the tranquil bookmark back into it, Elhesen nodded to the trembling young man.
"Leaving get off work early, see you tomorrow."
"No, Elheisen, I can't live without you... Waaah!"
In his terror, he even stretched out his claws for the first time, trying to grab and hold back the departing humans.
Elhesen grabbed Kavi to block him.
"Don't cry."
"Wait, are you trying to comfort me?"
"Hiss!"
"Hurry up."
Accusations and shouts of anger rose up at the same time, but Al-Hysen only cared about grabbing his friend as a shield and quickly rushed outwards, charging into the crowd.
"Elheisen...don't go..."
Mainkuhn didn't dare follow, only drooping his ears and sobbing behind the door.
"Meow..."
"Oh dear, this!"
Kavi looked reluctant.
Don't listen.
Elhesen handed him the earmuffs.
"How cruel, how truly cruel."
Dixia sighed beside her.
"What, do you want to kidnap me and take me back to appease him?"
"No, that's not it!"
Apart from the little child being led by Tina and the bewildered little Cole, no one else showed any interest.
"Since I know that negative emotions may be harmful to his life, no matter how much Wang cries and begs me, I will harden my heart and repay him with love!"
*
Nasida modified the old Void Terminal and distributed the new terminal that supports cross-border chat.
"Beep—"
"Void user loading"
"This cat is my family's chat group"
Tinari: Friends, I've analyzed some data from Ehrlich's notes, and the results are quite interesting.
"Tinari: When the King first ascended the throne, he was clearly in the rapid growth phase of his adolescence, yet his weight continued to decline. It wasn't until a few years later, as his new policies were gradually implemented, that his weight increased rapidly along with his fame and height... Alas, our speculation is very likely correct; no wonder he was so thin before."
"Sino: Don't be sad, Tinari, we've found out in time... I heard you learned the true name of the Wrathful King from the Executor Doctor?"
Tinari: Ah! Yes, I was just about to tell you about that. His name is Mainkuen, and... there's a very high probability he's an experimental child like Cole...
Kavi: Huh?
Desia: What?
Al-Hysen: Is the news true?
Tinari: The Doctor said it himself…
"Sino: Mainkuhn?"
Tinari: Yes, what's wrong?
"Sino: When I took the disciplinary exam, one of the essay questions was to briefly discuss the advantages and disadvantages of Mainkuhn's influence on Fontainebleau society."
Seno: ...Have you ever heard of the wanted lynx?
Kavi: Huh? Him?
Desia: What? It's him? That anti-hero?
Kavi: Damn! So he has a long criminal record! But why didn't Fontaine send anyone to investigate? Didn't they notice that our king looks a lot like their wanted criminal?
Al-Hysen: They came, but I intercepted them.
Kavi: Why! Wait, no need to answer. I guess they disturbed your peaceful life.
『Erhesen: . 』
Al-Hysen: Seno, the photo was sent by the professor, right?
"Sino: Not only that, there's also the shadow of the opposition. I think the Doctor definitely wants to weaken the Wrathful King by exploiting the people's hatred, and then let the remnants of the Demon God possess him... After all, if the people want him dead, he will die."
Kavi: That damned Doctor! Don't let me see the Fatui again, or I'll give them a good beating!
Elheisen: Whatever, but don't hit that Fool who stands at the third intersection reading a novel on the fifteenth of every month.
Kavi: ?
Sino: ?
Elhesen: That's medicine for the Tyrant King.
...
"Sino: Just how much information do you know that we don't?"
Narcida: Oh, after all, Elheisen has been observing Maine for many years, so you could call them childhood sweethearts?
Desia: Yo! Lady Nasita!
Kavi: ...As expected of a god, he can utter such wondrous words so easily... Lord Grass God! How is the Wrathful King?
Nasita: I'm so scared! It feels like it's been ages since I've seen him this frightened. He seems to be hiding in the closet again.
Kavi: Sigh.
Tinari: Ah.
Elheisen: Oh.
Kavi: Oh? ...Never mind.
"Sino: Stop. Let's piece together the possible fragments of the Tyrant's life."
"Sino: As a child, he was persecuted by the Doctors of Fools and subjected to human experiments, but during this process, he came into contact with another executor... Judging from the medicine he needs every day now, I speculate that this executor may have helped him escape the clutches of the Doctors when he was young."
"Sino: As a youth, he committed anti-heroic acts in Fontainebleau under the guise of a lynx, and then, as Elheisen suggested, collected negative emotions to save the world, transforming seawater into elemental energy? Is that even possible?"
Nasita: Maybe! Even if the Great Tree King were here, she would still answer the same way.
Seno: Then I have no further questions. Elheisen, is there anything you'd like to add?
Tinari: I have something to add.
"Tinari: In today's case, Mr. Mainkuhn lost control twice."
Tinari: The second time it was confirmed that the loss of control was caused by the remnants of a demon god, but the first time was completely baffling; I can confirm that he was not in his right mind at the time…
Al-Hysen: That wasn't out of control.
'Aylheimer: Mainkuhn responded to the wish of Cole, who was the most emotionally charged person present.'
"Erhesen: A fervent desire elicits a fervent response, as has happened many times before."
Al-Hysen: However, based on my analysis, his response to wishes is somewhat chaotic. If the perpetrators are the ones with the strongest emotions at the scene, he might distort his original intentions and bring retribution upon them... Perhaps it's a protective mechanism for the vulnerable.
...
Desia: Wait.
Desia: What do you mean by that?
"Desia: You should know that Lynx is a notorious criminal. The sheer number of bloody crimes he's committed sends chills down the spines of even the most old-school mercenaries. Yet, the good deeds he's done have made even the most vulnerable rescuers bite their lips, refusing to reveal his face to the guards."
"Dishia: So, you're telling me that every murder he committed might not have been out of his own free will, but merely in response to human desires?"
Desia: I don't doubt you, but this is really a bit...
Al Heisenberg: This is why I betrayed him.
Al Heisenberg: I want him to have a true, free, and unfettered soul.
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