episode_0027

Honestly, I couldn’t believe that Lily, the Demon King’s subordinate, hadn’t harmed the coachman, but when I saw that the coachman had woken up healthy, I felt a little sorry for having doubted Lily.

‘You’re not a lying kid.’

He bowed his head slightly as an apology, although of course Lily couldn’t see it.

However, that does not mean that the groom’s condition was completely normal.

The coachman kept muttering, “That was a dream?” and looked depressed, but she must have been considerate of him and gave him sweet dreams, so I couldn’t completely blame her.

I just hope the groom overcomes it well.

As I was looking at the coachman with such pitiful eyes, a nameless man who looked uncomfortable blocked my path and opened his mouth.

“Why are you doing that?”

“Master, have you thought about it?”

“… Are you serious?”

I wiped my face.

“Yes? Didn’t you like that too, Master?”

A sigh escaped the nameless face, which was so innocent and pure that no impure intentions were visible at all.

“I think it’s cool, 천-”

“Gyaaaah! Please, don’t do that! I’m sorry!”

The reason why Anonymous is doing this to me is an extension of the conversation I had with Anonymous the day before.

… This is what happened between me and Anonymous last night.

After listening to my story for a while, Moo-myeong frowned as if he didn’t understand and opened his mouth.

“Why don’t you just build the Master’s organization?”

“Hmm, didn’t I clearly say that earlier? I’m going to build up my power.”

Anonymous shook his head with a determined expression.

“It’s a little different, what the Master said seems a little lacking to be called an organization.”

What?

My face was distorted in shock at the nameless person directly denying my opinion.

“Why?”

“You may have a connection with the teacher, but isn’t there no connection, or sense of unity, between the people who will follow the teacher?”

“Um… .”

Is that so? That seems right… .

While he was hesitating, the nameless man continued speaking.

“Wouldn’t it be better for them to be united if the Master claimed to be their monarch rather than their spiritual leader?”

“Ugh… Don’t you know that I hate crowds…?”

Just thinking about it makes my stomach churn.

When he asked me to declare myself a monarch, I stuck out my tongue and frowned in disgust.

When Anonymous saw me like that, he made a puzzled expression for a moment and then opened his mouth as if to persuade me.

“How about reviewing it positively? If you build an organization, it will help you achieve your Master’s goals, not hurt you.”

Hmm, since Anonymous says it like that, I guess that’s what it seems like…

Because Myeong-un is not a child who would do anything harmful to me.

As I tilted my head here and there at the nameless words, the nameless gaze was fixed on the distinct hair sticking out above my head.

The nameless eyes swayed left and right in time with my hair.

“Then, I guess it wouldn’t be a bad idea to take it slow.”

“Yes, and in the future, the group led by the Master will likely be recognized as the Devil’s power by the Empire and the Church, so they will probably not be able to openly proselytize.”

Oh, I didn’t think that far… .

It seems like Anonymous is more serious than me about this.

I felt awkward for no reason and bit my lips.

“There is a method that is similar to what the teacher said at the beginning.”

Oh, did I do what I did?

I felt strangely happy and smiled brightly.

The nameless man flinched at my hair stopping suddenly, then continued speaking.

“I think the best place to do missionary work would be a slum where people don’t see you often.”

How can this guy come up with such thoughts in such a short amount of time?

Is it because he is my disciple who learned from me?

The shoulders were raised high.

“Hmm, if that’s what you’re saying, then that’s what it is… But why are you so serious about this?”

Surely he wasn’t a kid, but was playing the role of the head of a secret organization?

An image of a nameless child swinging a toy sword around in my head came to mind, playing house.

I couldn’t help but chuckle at the sight of that nameless, idiotic figure in his head.

The unknown man opened his mouth with a look of genuine embarrassment on his face.

“Yes? Isn’t that what you wanted to do, Master?”

What?

“Why do you think so?”

“When you were living in the hut, didn’t you often shout, “This body is worth a thousand dollars” while holding a wooden sword?”

“What.”

Thump- My body stopped. Did I do that? It’s clear that Moo-myeong is mistaken about something.

He turned back to the nameless man, his head making an unpleasant noise.

“Ha, haha, what are you talking about? I’ve never done that.”

A somewhat awkward laugh escaped, and cold sweat ran down my forehead and the back of my neck.

“Yes? Obviously, whenever he was alone in the training grounds, the master said that he had a million followers of the Heavenly Demon Sect under him, and his right-hand man, Geomma, and Moo-myeong… .”

“Gyaaah-! Shut your mouth!”

I tried to roughly shut the nameless man’s mouth, but the nameless man quickly took a step back and continued to open his mouth.

“Why is that? I think it’s better.”

“No way!”

Nameless tilted his head here and there, avoided my hand that was trying to cover his mouth, and opened his mouth.

“It’s probably known to the outside world that we’re cooperating with the Demon King, so isn’t this a surprisingly fitting name for the situation?”

“…”

“You added the character for devil (魔) to the character for heaven (天) from your surname, Master. I thought you could see the future.”

“…”

“And the name you gave me, Geomma, was a bit long at first, but thinking about it again, I think it’s really cool.”

“Ugh… .”

“Master… ?”

Bringing up someone else’s dark history is something only the devil would do…

My hands and shoulders clenched into fists and trembled, and my vision began to blur.

“No… What the Master wanted… .”

He screamed.

“Hipp, that’s never happened!”

At this very moment, the Master’s majesty fell to the ground.

…

The nameless words brought back memories of yesterday when I felt dizzy.

No, what I just remembered isn’t a memory, it must be a dream.

Oh, I see, it was a dream after all.

Of course, that can’t be reality.

A silly, foolish smile appeared on his face.

Nameless looked at me with somewhat displeasure.

“Um, why are you doing that?”

“No… I came to call you, Master, because the carriage is about to leave.”

“Okay, let’s go.”

The carriage ran for three days and arrived at our desired destination.

On the way to the village, I was not in my right mind, so I was not able to have much of a conversation with the nameless person, and only exchanged light chats.

I jumped out of the carriage and looked around.

Perhaps because it was near the entrance to the village, there were no notable features to be seen around it other than the parked carriages.

Considering the size of the castle walls we saw on our way here, it would be larger than the village we first visited.

My heart started pounding for no reason.

“Master, would you like to reserve an inn first?”

“Hmm, let’s do that.”

Since there were many people passing by on the street, he held Myeong’s hand tightly so that he wouldn’t get lost.

The anonymous man looked down at his clasped hands, blushed, then shook his head and walked down the street.

Uhm, I’m embarrassed.

It seems natural to hold hands and walk together so as not to be separated from your companions.

He nodded.

Certainly, it was easy for Myeong-un to find an inn, perhaps because he had a rough idea of the world outside the mountain better than I did.

We had booked an inn close to the village entrance, and somehow we ended up in the same room again, but luckily it had two beds.

‘I didn’t care though.’

It was ridiculous that Anonymous was so embarrassed.

When we were little, it wasn’t strange for us to sleep together, but now that he’s a little big, he seems reluctant to spend time with me.

I felt bad for no reason and my lips stuck out.

They say raising children is useless.

The words of our ancestors are never wrong.

Knowing my feelings, Myeong approached me with a faint smile.

“Master, would you like to pack your bags and take a look around the village?”

“Hmm, well, if that’s what you really want, I guess it wouldn’t be a bad idea to go together.”

“Yes, I want to go, but I think I’ll be bored alone.”

It was an anonymous act that seemed to be acting too blatantly, but somehow I didn’t feel bad about it.

Whether it’s acting or whatever, he acts that way because he thinks of me.

I smiled back at the anonymous attitude, which was so admirable.

“Okay, let’s go.”