episode_0303

There are two S-class people around and dozens of people with special abilities, but there is no major problem in conversation.

[The barrier has been opened. Now, even if you talk through this, you won’t be heard, and even if everyone wakes up in the middle, you won’t be able to break through the shield.]

Ymir set up a separate barrier in the negotiation area, then gathered all the golden prisons in one place and placed a protective shield over them.

“That….”

[You must not show your skills carelessly in front of Platinum Sun. All skills are taken away like that.]

[Isn’t that what you want to say?]

Ymir used his magic to create a protective shield that had the same effect as Taejo’s supernormal ability.

Unlike her usual circular shield, she created a golden shield in a shape that exactly matched the steel back, and sat on the chair at the negotiation table without showing any sign of fatigue.

“Aren’t you tired?”

[Not at all. I tend to have a lot of mana.]

“Well. Since you are someone who flies through space, you must have plenty of mana. I’m jealous.”

That’s what I’m saying sincerely.

Taejo himself probably has barely S-level mana, but no matter how rich a person is, he would be envious of someone who has more assets than him.

[Surprisingly. The more you look, the more you see. When I think of Armored King Taejo, I think I would be jealous and jealous. It almost makes me wonder if I have a dual personality.]

“…Well, it’s similar.”

[huh?]

“There is nothing strange about having a dual personality.”

uh.

Why is this real?

[Really? Dual personality? Are you saying that Armored Taejo and Black Taejo are different people?]

“Strictly speaking, it doesn’t mean that he is a different person. …If I tell you about my situation, I’m telling you everything about myself. A secret that not even my sister knows, only the president knows.”

Taejo throws a bet.

With a very nervous face, he looked back and forth between me and Ymir and clasped his hands.

“Is this okay?”

[ah….]

I took off my mask.

It is absurd to ask someone to trust you by taking off your mask, but at least a gesture of trusting the other person is enough.

“…If my brother does that.”

Ymir also took off his mask.

Now, Ymir and I have fully revealed ourselves.

There may be cases where you bump into him later and say ‘Huh?’ as he passes by, but as soon as he shows his face, King Taejo looks relieved.

“Thank you. Two minutes. For trusting me. I will not tell the world who you two are. To the guy here.”

King Taejo tapped his temple with his index finger.

That is probably referring to himself as ‘Jammin’.

“Is it really a dual personality?”

“Yes. Strictly speaking, I am the real one, and the outwardly rampaging brat is another personality I created.”

“Wow.”

Ymir clicks his tongue in surprise.

“Isn’t that very dangerous?”

“It’s dangerous. To put it bluntly…the possibility of becoming a devil doubles.”

Two personalities.

One body.

No matter which side is in front, if one side becomes a demon, the other side’s consciousness will have no time to do anything.

Because my body has already become a demon.

However, there is a good reason for splitting the personalities and creating virtual personalities to live in the world of light.

“Protection of self. Activities in the behind-the-scenes world. Which of the two do you value more?”

“…The goblin really seems to know everything.”

“It’s not like I know everything. I only know what I know.”

In the case of Taejo, the reason I can understand his feelings is because I have come into contact with people who were in the same situation as him through numerous creative works.

“If I were to be specific, it’s closer to 7:3. It’s a little embarrassing.”

“Rather than being embarrassed, wasn’t it because you were trying to protect your family? To avoid hurting the rest of the family.”

“I don’t know what to say. Do you know everything?”

“The puzzle of things I had vaguely thought about until now has just been solved. The clues fit together perfectly, and I only got the answer out of the many possibilities I had thought of before.”

“Over there.”

Ymir poked my side with an ambiguous expression.

“Instead of talking like you know everything on your own, could you please tell me how to help me understand?”

“This will be a dirty story, are you okay?”

“Is that dirtier than that?”

Ymir pointed near a tunnel covered in white slime.

No matter how much I manipulated the gold to push out the wall and wipe away all the traces, I couldn’t even clean up the traces that were left while cleaning up the traces.

“It’s not that kind of dirt. It can be said to be a malice that occurred during the development of this country that you have never encountered before.”

“If I were to take a recent case as an example… it is similar to the case of Thailand.”

“……!”

Ymir’s expression hardened in an instant.

“No way the devil…”

“Sometimes, humans are more devilish than devils. Human beings do things so vicious that even Satan would be astonished when he saw them.”

“That’s an interesting expression. Even Satan would be surprised… Well, it seems like that statement is true. I can’t go anywhere and say something carelessly, especially since if the world found out, it would be exposing the darkness of this country. Still, would you like to listen?”

“…Yes.”

Ymir calmly nodded to Taejo’s question.

“No matter what happened or even if our personalities were divided, I will encourage and support you for choosing the path of a ‘hero’.”

“…….”

“Taejo…gun?”

“No. Hmm, something.”

Taejo bowed his head for a moment and then sighed deeply.

“Really, it’s been a long time since I heard words that touched my heart like this. Can I call you sister-in-law?”

“Tongue, sister-in-law?”

“Why is this your sister-in-law?”

“Well, I already decided to call you brother.”

“That was on the train… Ha, well, okay. Call it whatever you like.”

This is also more convenient.

“Baridegi said he didn’t know that Black Taejo had a dual personality. Don’t you even know that I’m Agent Black?”

“I know that we work separately for some reason. I don’t know that their personalities are completely different. The only people who know are my grandfather and the president. From the very beginning, when I made this plan and when I shared my personality, I discussed it with my grandfather and did it.”

When King Taejo placed his hand on the table, two gold statues popped out.

“12 years old. 5 years ago. King Taejo made a choice. In order to protect his ego and prevent a situation where he might become a devil, he created Taejo, who ‘manipulated’ his past memories.”

In other words, it was because there was an emotional torrent that I couldn’t handle.

“Our twins had parents. There was also a youngest brother. And they all died.”

How did he die?

The ‘how’ part made Taejo have a dual personality.

“Do you know anything?”

“Oppa. Do you know?”

“Yes.”

I know it well.

Because Baridegi Taeirin is the heroine.

And while researching the heroine’s past history, I learned the true nature of her parents.

“I know this through information obtained from the association and information I obtained, and there are also things I learned through profiles and speculations about the cause and effect of the incident. It may not be 100% true, but I’m about 99% sure.”

On my father’s side, through knowledge of the original work.

My mother’s side obtained information from this world.

“Min Ji-young. Your mother tried to sell the child she had with your father to North Korea.”

“…Yes.”

Taejo smiled very bitterly.

“My younger brother, whose name I only knew, who I never even saw a picture of, and who I only knew was born, died. Although she was my biological mother, she was such a foolish woman. He knew that North Korea would take good care of him, even though he was not a talented person. Well, honestly, I wouldn’t have expected it to be that easy. Because it is common sense that a child needs a mother.”

“Humans die because of actions that go beyond common sense.”

“Do you even know how he died? Why did he die?”

“…It’s just a guess, but I believe he died while attempting imprinting.”

“Correct answer.”

King Taejo stuck his tongue out and laughed.

Soon several gold statues popped out on the table.

Baby in cradle.

Woman lying next to her baby.

Soldiers in uniform.

And a female soldier who looked similar to a woman.

“North Korea killed Min Ji-young and tried to replace the child’s mother. I didn’t know. S-class babies are at a stage where their intelligence has developed enough to recognize that their mothers have been replaced and that their mothers have been murdered.”

Shoot ahhh.

The golden balloons that spread around the baby doll enveloped the surrounding area, and soon a huge crater formed on the table.

It’s like looking at a satellite photo of Pyongyang.

“That’s how I lost my younger brother and mother. Of course, this was not the reason why my personality differentiated. Personality differentiation…was from the father.”

Taejo’s biological father.

Tae Chae-jin’s son.

A person who does not exist now.

“Do you know?”

“……This is only a guess.”

“I think you will tell me all the correct answers anyway, so you can tell me. My sister-in-law may find it uncomfortable to hear this, but…”

“I’d like to hear it.”

Ymir clenched her fist, and I placed my hand on top of Ymir’s hand and held her tightly.

“Hapsburg.”

“……?”

Ymir tilted his head as if asking what that meant, and Taejo closed his eyes and lowered his head as if the sky was falling.

“It may have been nothing more than an attempt, but it seems like there was such an attempt.”

“…….”

“Not to you, but to your brother.”

Taejo’s parents.

The combination of King Taejo’s father and King Taejo’s mother.

She gave birth to as many as three S-class children, including Taejo, Taeirin, and a baby who died without a name.

Three in a row.

“Since Min Ji-young is an old woman, she was trying to find young blood to produce more S-class members.”

“Yes. So…”

Taejo made a box with his hands on the table.

“I call my technique ‘duju’, not ours. Although the direction is opposite, it is a symbol of immorality.”

The back of steel.

The first person to be trapped and the first to be killed with that technology.

“The day my sister first shed blood, I killed my father.”