Chapter 164 The Golden King of the End
Who started it first?!
Unsurprisingly, the center of the turmoil was the bride's lounge.
Sawada Tsunayoshi: "Wow, did the security officer commit embezzlement?"
As soon as he said that, he was kicked back to his seat by his tutor.
"Just sit here and wait."
Reborn's small hand, barely larger than a glutinous rice dumpling, grasped the pacifier that seemed to glow faintly on his chest. "This may be more serious than you think."
However, the frequency of fluctuations in Sawada Tsunayoshi's brain was biased from the beginning - he did not connect at all with what Reborn told him a few days ago: "The Second King is about to die" and "The Dresden Slate is the cornerstone of the world of the same nature as the ring."
He subconsciously stared at XANXUS.
What is the broken window effect?
When everyone abides by a certain rule, everything is fine. As long as someone takes action first, there will be endless stream of people following suit.
——Seeing someone dare to take action at a wedding banquet, I’m afraid that even the Ninth Hokage’s Death Flame Order won’t be able to restrain him. Wait until the flames of anger sweep across the scene, don’t regret it!
The future leader of the Vongola thought this miserably.
Then the ring on his hand suddenly began to glow.
Sawada-kun thought to himself that this was not good. His train of thought somewhat matched that of his teacher in the previous chapter: Are the first generation also going to come out and grab the bride?
As a result, because he shouted too loudly, Reborn hit him on the head a second time and asked him to shut up.
Time seemed to stand still at this moment.
Sawada Tsunayoshi didn't even care about the pain. He was immediately overwhelmed by a shudder from the soul and subconsciously held his breath.
When he came back to his senses, he realized that he had subconsciously ignited a flame, and the blood circulation in his body seemed to stagnate at that moment, and his eardrums were hit by the sound of his heartbeat, causing a sharp pain.
He was covered in cold sweat, which started from his palms and hung heavily on his skin like mercury.
——It's not just him, that tangible force is covering this large area.
When Sawada Tsunayoshi let out a breath, he subconsciously relaxed his shoulders, but after releasing the resistance, his shoulders seemed to be bent immediately, dragging him down a bit.
What is this thing...
It is clearly something like a flame, but it flows as illusory as light, giving a completely different feeling from the inclusiveness of the sky.
——Is he usually this domineering when he ignites the flames?
It was as if the mind was also stagnant in the descending power, and the light of the rising flame became heavier and heavier, rising slowly to the sky as if condensing.
The air was left filled with a fresh and awe-inspiring scent, as well as bright, jumping, crystal dust.
It was as if there was a fixed rhythm controlling everything, and the dust was the lingering aftertaste of the first section.
The flames rising into the air surged upwards layer by layer, like the beginning of a climax.
--No.
This isn't just the beginning.
The huge and magnificent royal sword, so huge that it did not seem small even when compared with the tall buildings in the background, was rising from above the golden flames.
It is not a transition from transparent to solid, nor is it a gradual transformation from flames.
It felt like there had always been such a huge royal sword, and at this moment, it was being pushed by some force, with these burning golden flames as coordinate points, slowly emerging from the alien space, so majestic that it seemed to have directly cut through the white clouds under the blue sky.
What on earth is this——
"The Sword of Damocles."
The baby's soft voice became extremely harsh in the space solidified by the pressure of power. "The Slate is selecting people abnormally quickly this time. The Golden King just passed away, and the new second king is about to be born?"
And it landed in such a place...
Although there were probably three digits of people at the scene, the first figure that popped into Reborn's mind was the one who appeared as he looked at the gradually emerging royal sword.
It turned out to be Suzuki Sonoko, who had no kingly aura at all.
But this is understandable.
During this thought, Reborn remembered the abnormal intimacy between Suzuki Sonoko and Yuzuta.
I remembered how the golden clans were strangely obedient to a tycoon's daughter.
One could not help but speculate that the Golden King himself was behind all this connivance.
But what is all this for?
Under the shadow of Reborn's lowered hat brim, the gloomy expression even overwhelmed the cuteness of the baby's face.
——Even if Kunitsuneji Daijuku was going to die, why did he choose Suzuki Sonoko?
The lounge, which looked like a crystal palace, was also shrouded in endless light.
The bride-to-be, Miss Suzuki Sonoko, was dressed in a gorgeous dress with only one side of her hair tied up. She was surrounded by a circle of ordinary people who could not bear the sudden arrival, from the hairdresser to the old housekeeper, and her biological father and mother who came to see her.
But she didn't dare to help.
In fact, she could just sit there right now, not daring to move.
Sonoko felt as if there was an erupting volcano above her head, or rather, she herself was the volcano.
As long as she raised her head slightly, she could see the huge royal sword through the transparent roof - it could be said to be familiar and unfamiliar.
She was familiar with him because she had read all the information about Wang Jian.
Because each generation of the king has subtle differences, when she was staying in the Onjira Tower, she used the photos of the royal swords left behind by Yu Zhang Xun and Munakata Reiji to play a game like "Find the Differences".
Strange, because she had never seen the real one.
Such a huge sword, covering the sky and blocking out the sun, which could once cut the country in half and sever the coastal continental shelf with one drop - now it was actually right above her head.
It feels warm and friendly, yet a little weird: like watching an extra arm grow.
"Why me?"
She lowered her head and looked at herself again. Her white clothes were coated with brilliant gold, and the already dazzling gems were even more beautiful. But her palms were still white and soft, without any scars or calluses.
It was this pair of hands that gradually became somewhat unfamiliar in her eyes.
She thinks they are very powerful now.
There is no reason, I just have this magical feeling that I must be a very good fighter now.
You can fight even without practice, and you can fight even without skills.
After she recovered, she probably regained some of her ability to speak. When she looked up to ask Reiji Munakata, her voice was trembling.
"Why me?"
wrong.
She trembled her lips and changed her words: "Doesn't your king just rely on the stone tablet to sense and choose?"
“How can we specify it?”
——You see, her previous feeling was absolutely correct!
——The King of Gold is abnormally patient with her!
Munakata still looked calm and solemn, but there was visible fatigue between his eyebrows. He pushed away his glasses, pinched the bridge of his nose, and sighed deeply.
"I haven't heard of this situation before."
"The Golden King previously suppressed the power of the stone tablet, limiting the scope of its selection of kings to the Kanto region. This time..."
Yuanzi sat in the light, flattered.
“Could it be…”
——Did the slate choose me?!
"That's not the case."
Munakata Reiji instantly read her thoughts from her face and ruthlessly denied them: "The Golden King passed away just a quarter of an hour ago. I came here to escort you through the ceremony, following his instructions."
Suzuki Sonoko: ...
Suzuki Sonoko: “Oh.”
So the problem comes back again.
Why Suzuki Sonoko?
——Because of fate.
In other words, because of a divination result about fate.
The one who is responsible for opening the hexagram is Ding Ji, who is sleeping in the dream under the temple.
The country is about to face a series of chaos, but the King of Gold is about to pass away due to old injuries and aging. In all the divinations in the dream, the best solution is only one person.
"who?"
Oh, right.
Suzuki Sonoko pointed at herself and said, "It's me."
——If it weren’t for her, the sword wouldn’t be above her head now.
But what do I rely on?
Miss Suzuki thought seriously: Is she finally going to embark on the path of "buying the world with money"?
The birth of Wang Jian was not subject to human will. Her physique was different from that of humans, and she didn't even have to faint to adapt to the power. She sat in the destructive light for almost ten minutes before she officially ascended the throne.
She originally wanted to find the Golden King to witness the wedding...
This was just right. Yuanzi shook her hands lightly. Now there was still a King of Gold at her wedding.
The cleanup process at the Non-Time Courtyard took only twenty minutes.
Just twenty minutes later, this wedding, which was related to the reputation of the Suzuki family, once again entered the normal process.
An hour later, it officially began.
Suzuki Sonoko stood at the door of the auditorium as if she were in another world.
Her parents and uncle who had fainted were still resting in the back hall. The ordinary guests whose memories had been altered looked a little confused, while those who felt something in their hearts were more listless than the other.
When looking at the bride dressed in gorgeous clothes, many people were actually filled with fear.
——Watching a wealthy lady get married is like watching a beautiful flower get repotted.
——Watching the wedding of a god of fortune is like watching a flower with magical effects being repotted.
But watching the newly crowned King of Gold getting married, sorry, is there any obvious difference between this and watching a nuclear bomb painted with patterns walking around getting married?
Fortunately, the thoughts hidden in the hearts of bystanders cannot affect the real wedding.
Suzuki Sonoko held Reiji Munakata's arm and walked up to the top of the stairs step by step with the same steady steps as Shang Long at his enthronement ceremony.
What was waiting for her was a "wife" who had lost all hope in life and a priest with dizzy eyes.
In fact, she hardly heard what oath the priest read.
Suzuki Sonoko only felt that she had grown a lot taller. The awakened royal sword seemed to have changed her way of seeing. When she swept across the seats, even when she saw Aizen-kun pretending to be a doctor, she couldn't help but have the magical idea of [I can beat them both by myself now.jpg]
Then it was time to take the oath.
For a moment, the white-bearded priest in front of him seemed to be a double image of the familiar white-bearded golden old man, with a solemn expression and a mysterious sense of oppression.
When Suzuki Sonoko was looked at by "him", she suddenly felt breathless for no reason.
——It was like when I was fourteen and found out my father was infertile, and felt the huge mountain of responsibility for the first time.
So when you hear someone say, "Would you like to..."
She answered unexpectedly decisively: "I do!"
I'm still looking at Reiji Munakata when he says this.
It's very embarrassing.
Fortunately, Emiya-kun remained unmoved.
But how to do it...
Just like when she was fourteen years old and suddenly heard the news, she was at a loss. Now, when she heard such news, although she was not at a loss, she still felt that the road ahead was blank.
"What should I do?"
The familiar assistant sister - now her real assistant sister - was obviously used to her daily questions.
"Since it is the Yu family's entrustment, we will definitely assist you with all our heart and soul."
She comforted so expertly.
At this time, Suzuki Sonoko didn't know the so-called divination result, and she just said "hmm" as her answer.
Based on her previous limited experience as Her Highness Suzuki (she is now Her Majesty Suzuki), she thought that after the late king died, the first thing to do would have to be the funeral, right?
If it was murder, do we still need to investigate the murderer after the burial?
Next...
Yuanzi tried hard to recall and guessed: the first task next should be to look at the physical examination records of those athletic boys and beautiful girls to see if there are any abnormalities in the stone slabs.
Check the stone slab to see if this change of royal power has caused any irreparable damage.
It turns out that reality is much more tiring than I imagined.
"One disagreement would put the burden on world peace. How on earth did the old man survive all these years?"
This is a question that Ms. Suzuki has in her heart.
Judging from the intelligence documents presented to her so far, their beloved world is truly on the brink of destruction at every moment.
Folder 1:
Bran Jesso, an Italian man who controls the Marley Ring, one of the cornerstones of the world and has gained the ability to communicate with parallel worlds, is striding towards destroying the world.
According to statistics from relevant people with special abilities, he has conquered eight trillion parallel spaces.
Folder 2:
The spies planted in the Yin-Yang Sect found out that the Makura family had concealed information. The Makura Ye Wang, who wanted to kill all ordinary people because of a disagreement, had successfully risen from the coffin many years ago!
He is probably about fifteen or sixteen years old now, and with the Elf King Competition about to be held, it is very likely that he will break the law for the third time!
Folder third file:
Yhwach, the ancestor of the Quincy (now extinct, the only registered survivor is Ishida Uryu), the founder of the Invisible Empire, is about to wake up after sleeping for a thousand years.
It is estimated that this contestant possesses enough power to kill the Soul King. If things go wrong, Soul Society, a vital part of the reincarnation system, may collapse soon.
Folder 4:
Yuyuko, the demon among demons that has been entrenched in the world for thousands of years and can dominate humans, seems to have successfully reincarnated again and has begun to make trouble invisibly. This demon is extremely power-hungry and always reincarnates in political centers. Many related cities are sealed. Once it comes, it can instantly destroy all large cities in Kanto and related areas.
Folder 5——
Damn, there's even a fifth gear.
Suzuki Sonoko calmly closed the folder that was almost as tall as her, feeling that the world before her was clearly fake.
What do these crappy things have to do with me?
Am I tired of living? Why should I care about such trivial matters?
Before she could think of a suitable way to leave, the long-lost second-hand Shikigami Six Paths Mukuro suddenly appeared with a burst of twisted indigo flames like mist.
Suzuki Sonoko swung her hand back at him.
An uncontrolled golden light whizzed and nailed the man to the wall.
Suzuki Sonoko: ...
Suzuki Sonoko: "I'm sorry, I didn't mean it."
Rokudo Mukuro leaned against the wall, tilting his head. He looked at her with a curious yet warm gaze, and said nonchalantly, "It doesn't matter."
"It's just a phantom clone."
"So," Suzuki Sonoko swallowed, "you... have something to do?"
Rokudo Mukuro said I came to say goodbye.
"ha?"
Suzuki Sonoko subconsciously looked at the palm of her hand. Was the wild contract touched?
She moved: "No..."
"That's not what I'm talking about."
The indigo-haired illusionist said calmly, "The Vongola guys are probably gone. It seems like there's an interesting war waiting for them ten years from now. I don't know what my situation will be like, so I came here to say goodbye."
"After all, I might suddenly die because of the changed future."
"If the body in the water dungeon stops breathing, the contract will be broken."
"I'm not sure about the matter between Milfiore and Bai Lan. I just wanted to remind you about this matter, Miss Night Owl."
The first thing Suzuki Sonoko thought was: When did I get the nickname Night Owl?
wrong.
It was like a thunderbolt striking her mind. She was horrified and asked, "Who were you talking about?"
"Bai Lan?"
Her hand pressed on the folder. "Bai Lan Jie Suo's, that Bai Lan?"
This incident seemed to have started something magical.
On the first day, Rokudo Mukuro said that Vongole had stepped forward to take charge of Byakuran Jesso's matter.
The next day, the Asakura family, having discovered that the news had been leaked, sent someone to apologize and hold talks.
——The son of this generation of their family, Ma Cang Ye, is the reincarnation of King Ye’s twin brother. He inherited half of his power. If nothing unexpected happens, their family can handle this matter.
Sonoko, wearing a short-collared long gown with shoulder pads, looked dignified but actually looked very excited. He drank a sip of tea and said indifferently, "Alright."
"I'll leave it to you to take charge."
On the third day, Urahara Kisuke seemed to come to pay the property management fee, but Suzuki Sonoko sat opposite him and had a meal with him, and couldn't help but feel that she was too sweet.
——Instead of paying the property management fee, he clearly realized that the property management company had been replaced by an old acquaintance of his, and wanted to come here directly to take the back door!
As for what to do with Yhwach...
"If Aizen were still here, he might be able to resist."
Manager Urahara drank his tea calmly. "I just don't know where he's gone now. That man, there's probably no place he can't go, right?"
His Majesty Suzuki immediately felt relieved.
——She was so happy last night that she got a little carried away, and the butler grandpa gave her a psychological counseling session, and the person she was chatting with was Aizen Sosuke-kun.
"If it's Lan Yue... it should be okay to call, right?"
"What?"
Yuanzi shook her head and said, "Nothing."
He is not good enough, but there is Hei Yinjiang. According to the old lady at the research center, he is the most spiritual of the mixed-race people.
As for the fourth one...
"Do you know the sly ghost?"
The person speaking was Nanami Momozono on the other end of the line.
Her tone was strange and hesitant when she called, as if she first listened to someone and then relayed it, and after hearing what she said, she also had to relay it to someone else - just like a foreign language translator, with long intervals between words.
Miss Nanase told her: "Nura is the master of all demons and is in charge of this."
Suzuki Sonoko: "...What if they don't want to care?"
"well?"
A small exclamation like "Tomoe" came from the other end of the phone. The next second, Nanase's voice no longer had any interruption. Instead, it was crisp and clear, and a little cold:
"You don't have to worry about that kind of thing."
Nanase, whose tone didn't sound like Nanase at all, tsk-tsked and said, "Four hundred years ago, the reincarnation of Yuyuko was killed by Nura Nura, the first generation leader of Nura Nura. Before she died, she ate Nura Nura's liver. The two sides have an irreconcilable feud."
"Even if Nurarihyon doesn't want to intervene, Yuyuko will come to their house. Sooner or later, a fight will break out."
"I don't think Nura will lose."
Suzuki Sonoko sighed for a long time: "Did you see these four hundred years ago?"
She didn't realize that the other party had suddenly fallen silent out of guilt, and instead followed the logic to explain: "You understand it so clearly..."
"ah."
After waiting for a long time, the person on the other end of the phone gave a response that made no sense.
"Anyway," the female voice deepened, and then, after being converted by electromagnetic waves, at a certain moment, it actually sounded like a gorgeous and clear male voice: "Don't worry about anything, just be fine."
"What's more..."
The eardrum-numbingly sweet voice faded even further, "There's more than one fox with nine tails in this world..."
Suzuki Sonoko was still sending porcelain until she hung up the phone.
This Nura family is so horrible...
What do you do?
She picked up the terminal and typed in a few words with similar pronunciations, and a long list of search results appeared.
"ah!"
She clicked on the largest picture and felt a little unwell.
"Isn't this that guy?"
A series of images flashed through Yuanzi's mind: Hello, Chocolate Candy Brother!
However, the last job she needed to do that day was to look up a person's name on the terminal.
Even this week's work seems to have ended here.
It is a beautiful spring day with bright sunshine.
His Majesty Suzuki, the Golden King, sat on the top floor of the Imperial Pillar Tower, facing the overwhelming glass curtain wall and the warm light shining through the floor-to-ceiling windows.
Her busiest job is to deal with mountains and seas of documents as tall as a person.
As a result, half of the operations were diverted by Aoi Munakata Reiji.
The rest were continuously screened by three levels of assistant agencies. When they were finally handed to her, Her Majesty Suzuki made a serious discovery: most of them actually only required her signature.
To put it even simpler, she doesn't even need to pick up a pen to write, she just needs to tap with the seal.
——She is very skilled at this job!
Her left hand was flipping, her right hand was banging, she was working like a tiger, then she looked up at her watch:
Thirty minutes passed.
Huh.
Suzuki Sonoko couldn't help but doubt her life again.
She didn't have to worry about family affairs. Her husband was watering and fertilizing the children in another world as usual. In seven months, the plump heir would be here - sitting in the largest private office in the country, and nothing happened.
She doesn't get off work until six o'clock, what else can she do?
A strong warm wind blew into the room through the suddenly opened window. Sonoko raised her hand to hold down her flying hair, and when she turned her head, she saw Yato, who was wearing sportswear, leaning on the window frame with one foot.
The bright sunlight shone from behind him, and his blue eyes were still dazzling in the backlight. He had a dagger on his waist and a colorful paper box in his left hand.
"Do you want a chocolate donut with a nut platter?"
Suzuki Sonoko's eyes lit up.
"want!"
Eating the donuts took another half hour.
Suzuki Sonoko sat cross-legged in front of the window, sucking her fingers and sighing, "It seems that it is not as delicious as the one fresh out of the pot..."
Yato was sitting on the window frame, completely unafraid of the hundreds of meters of sky behind him. He tilted his head when he heard this, "Want something hot?"
"Then I'll just skip work!"
The Guardian God fell backwards, as if he was about to fall straight down, and disappeared by the window: "Since there's nothing to do in the garden, let's go to the food court together!"
Suzuki Sonoko: ...
Suzuki Sonoko: "Okay!"
She threw away the haori that was draped over her, jumped onto the window frame in her wooden clogs, and almost the next second after Yato, she jumped out of the window with a whoosh.
The height difference of several hundred meters seemed to be non-existent. She drifted northward with the wind. When she landed, she was on the curb in a remote alley and almost fell off her clogs.
From afar, you can smell the milky aroma emanating from the donut shop.
"Garden!"
Ye Dou, who was already squatting in line in the store, waved at her from a distance: "Here~"
"oh!"
His Majesty Suzuki adjusted his overly long sleeves, turned around, and slowly walked down the alley toward the corner.
Before turning the next corner, she felt as if something had scraped her entire back - that's probably how it could be described spiritually, but in reality, it was probably someone who gave her a deep look.
wrong.
Yuanzi corrected her statement: There must be someone who has been staring at her!
Could it be an assassination?
Yuanzi thought to herself, with her current strength and courage, is there anyone who is so stupid as to assassinate her?
Thinking this in his mind, he subconsciously lifted his foot, and the already loose clogs flew straight out, accurately hitting a person who seemed to be looking at the window of a shopping street from the corner.
She completely ignored the shocked face of the lady boss next door, hopped on one foot to the window, and poked the man's half-raised head with her finger without any hesitation.
"Tell the truth," she said, her voice lacking any intimidation. "What do you want to do by following me?"
"Who's following you?"
The boy rubbed his injured shoulder and said in a low voice, almost inaudible, "I just glanced at you a little longer..."
"ha?"
The boy's skin was a bronze color that was healthier than wheat color, and his face looked unexpectedly upright, as if he had been caught, but he felt completely righteous and calm.
"I finally met you again..."
He seemed annoyed: "I just wanted to say hello to you."
Suzuki Sonoko thought he might be blushing.
But she is now immune to blushing - these men always use this fake action to disturb her, trying to make her lose her self-awareness of her appearance.
But: "Why do you say it like you have a crush on me..."
"I haven't seen you before?"
“Yes.”
The boy's voice was very firm: "Go and cheer for your friends during the national karate competition."
——With the boy wearing glasses who looked like her boyfriend.
Yuanzi was thinking about the last time she went to cheer Xiaolan up, which was when she was still dating Feng Jingye. Could it be that this person has remembered it from three years ago until now?
You are so affectionate that it is easy for me to suspect that you have a crush on me!
The wafting milky aroma made people's stomachs growl with greed. Suzuki Sonoko turned and walked towards the dessert shop, and paused for no reason.
"You," she pursed her lips, "what's your name?"
The tall boy, who was still rubbing his shoulders, paused and didn't speak for a long time.
Sonoko thought to herself, "I really misunderstood. Ah, how embarrassing..."
Before he had taken three steps, he received an unexpected answer from behind.
"Kyogoku Makoto."
He shouted in the street as if he had risked everything:
"My name is Kyogoku Makoto!"
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I'm worried that someone might block my post, so I'll write this here: there will be five extra chapters. I'll start a new short story book in my column to compensate for my habit of not updating. Everything will be free. I'll start updating next month, but I won't be writing too fast, probably...
Makura is a good one.
King Eroka goes to see a psychiatrist (Aizen).
Yukine appears.
Kyogoku Shinichi.
There is also a forum style that was clicked by a long reviewer.
The author has something to say: This is the fastest article I have ever written, it was finished in two years...
I'll probably start a new story next. I'm not a big fan, but every time I start a story, I'm filled with love. I really think I can update it every day until it's finished...
See you at the next pit!
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