The legend of the Crimson Demon clan started from Suqing.

Chapter 610 Want to Touch My Star Cup?
Rick thoughtfully gave up his room for Zun Zun and Kloni, and took Tet and Hugh with him when he left. Before leaving, he even said the famous line that Kloni had used to tease him.

— Remember to save a seed.

Kloni was shy and at a loss, but she also stared at Zun Zun with moist eyes, hoping that such a development could really happen.

Hughie and Tetto, on the other hand, hoped to stay and observe.

One is a machine race, incapable of reproduction, who wants to stay and observe in order to imitate; the other is a divine race, possessing common sense but lacking knowledge, who wants to see how the human race reproduces.

But Rick dragged them all away.

In this respect, we should thank the considerate Rick—this boy who initially told people to die also had such a gentle moment. No, it is precisely because he is so gentle that we hope the rules of this world are free from killing.

No one knows what they said, but when Zun Zun and Kloni came out of the room, one of them had a helpless look on her face, while the other had a happy smile on her face, holding a dark green dress in her hands.

After that, Zun Zun left.

He had other things to do.

The world is now divided into sixteen parts, and each race has been given a piece. The human race has the King, the winged race has the Queen, the gods and the fantasy races have the Knight, the dragon spirits and the goblins have the Elephant, the giants and the forest spirits have the Rook, and the remaining races, including the elves, all have Pawns.

The game can only officially begin after each race's pieces are gifted to its designated representative.

However, not everyone can understand this deeper meaning. Apart from the human race being the first to choose a plenipotentiary representative, only Tetu was forced to become the plenipotentiary representative of the gods. He would also be responsible for handing over the pawns of other races.

However, there is one race that is bestowed by the Venerable One.

—Forest Spirit Seed.

It was not that Zun Zun was addicted to peeping, or that he wanted to make amends; rather, it was because, apart from humans and gods, they were the first to choose a full-fledged agent, and this was a reward for them.

And unsurprisingly, the authorized agent was Sink Barbalian.

……

...

What is a divine species?

Sink Barbara looked up at the clear sky, pondering the answer to this question.

She initially thought that even a god as intangible as air—Kainas—would be more useful than a tissue, but she quickly cursed herself for being an idiot for having such a thought.

I've never even heard of such a rule!
Unable to even report, communicate, or discuss, Sinke Barbalen cursed Kainas in his heart for being so incompetent as a god, while also cursing himself.

Her biggest mistake was a single, incredibly foolish oversight. Whenever she recalls that oversight, she feels a tightness in her chest and can't help but sigh deeply.

"The first person who should be killed is that incompetent boss of Cainas!"

If you say that, you'll definitely be punished by heaven.

But that is now in the past.

Now, she can finally complain properly.

"Besides, the forest god Kainas is just a creator. To sentence someone to death for disobeying its will is like killing a child who rebels against their parents. Such a narrow-minded and hysterical god is more suited to a cold toilet than the throne of the one true god."

"...I never expected that the plenipotentiary representative of the Forest Elf race would be so much like a resentful woman in private."

"Oh dear, isn't this the only god who loves to peep?"

A voice suddenly came from inside the room. Sinker Barbalen was tense for a moment, but quickly relaxed. Besides the familiar voice, there was also the check and balance of the Covenant, which meant that no one could kill anyone... except through the game.

Turn around slowly.

Zun Zun sat there as always, a steaming cup of black tea in front of him, looking as relaxed as if he were back home.

Sink Barbalian's forehead veins bulged.

Her elegant smile crumbled, and her sweet voice couldn't hide the anger raging within.

"Why is the One God here instead of enjoying the fruits of victory on the throne of the gods in the heavens?"

"Of course, it's all about putting on a show."

Bang.

As soon as Zun Zun finished speaking, Miss Senjing slammed her hand on the table, her smiling eyes filled with an extremely dangerous look.

"Please get down to business."

"...I'm telling you, I'm supposed to be the only God, yet you don't seem to have any respect for me."

"Do you want me to have reverence for the god who used me, manipulated me, deceived me, and even spied on me? If so, could you please stop spying on me all the time?"

"Well."

He was speechless.

Just as one must respect others to be respected, he had done something rather excessive to the forest elf lady in front of him. Moreover, she didn't even respect her own god, so it was impossible for her to show him any respect or affection.

"If the One God intends to punish me with divine power, then I have nothing to say. However... you probably won't do that, will you?"

"No need to test me. I won't. I'm a player who follows the rules of the game."

Zun Zun stated that he is not the only god who wants to be both a player and a referee, because if that were the case, there would be no fairness at all.

Sink Barbara's attempt to provoke him was precisely to confirm this.

I can't help but give it a thumbs up.

"As expected of someone who became the sole agent of the Forest Elf species in just a few days, you have a very clear understanding."

"Hmph, if we don't start the game quickly, someone else will seize the initiative. If we lose, we can just start the next game!"

Even if he can't use magic to confuse the forest elves, as someone who has overturned the magic system twice, he only needs to overturn it once more.

That is why she was able to gather people's hearts and minds so quickly and establish the Forest Elf Kingdom as its plenipotentiary representative.

"But you also deserve credit for this."

Sink Barbal said that.

Thanks to the Forest Spirit God's inactive divine essence, preventing it from interfering and causing trouble, she was able to quickly suppress and consolidate power. However, upon closer reflection, if the Forest Spirit God were controlling things from behind, it would be no different from a major war. Therefore, each of the Venerable Ones wanted their respective main gods to have no control over their race.

"I'm just dividing people by race."

He said he did it on a whim.

"That's right, that's right."

With a clasp of his hands in the air, a pentagram, a dodecahedron, and an object emitting a soft glow appeared in mid-air and slowly rotated.

"Would you like to touch my Star Cup?"

"……Um?"

"Don't worry, the Star Cup is owned by me. Even if you touch it, it won't become yours."

"I know that."

What Sink Barbalen wanted to ask was, why did you show it to her, or even let her touch it?

"Because you look like you want to get revenge?"

Zun Zun smiled.

Whether it's immediately uniting all the forest elves to form a kingdom or becoming their sole agent, her goal is to avenge the defeat in the great war. And perhaps, she has already seen through the true nature of the game.

"Ah, that's what I think too."

Ms. Mori Seijin made no attempt to deny it; in fact, she even wore a dangerous smile.

"I swear that no matter how many hundreds, thousands, or even generations it takes, I will kill my prey. Whether it's goblins, winged beings, humans, or even you, the One God... you are all my prey, and I will not let anyone have you!"

A rather frightening announcement.

The fact that forest elves are particularly vengeful is a tradition passed down from the Barbarian family, so it's understandable that she would act this way. However—

"You can't do it."

"What did you say!?"

"You can't do it. Just as you can't end the war, you can't challenge me."

"Um----"

Sink Barba glared angrily at Zun Zun.

"Hahaha, I love that look in your eyes when you want to kill me but can't!" Zun Zun laughed happily and said, "But I'll take this as a reward for you. Let's play a game of chess, and if you win, I'll give you this."

A white chess piece representing the "Rook" appears in the void.

Sink Barbara's eyes flickered, as if he had made a connection to something, then he agreed to play without hesitation. The result—

"Yes, Checkmate!"

Zun Zun casually waved to her.

Raising your hand isn't an apology, it's a sign that you still have practice, brother. Although the clever Forest Elf Miss hadn't become mentally rigid due to the long war, she was still slightly inferior to the seasoned chess player, and was checkmated in less than 40 moves.

"Unfortunately, it seems you are still far from being able to defeat me, the one and only god—"

"what are you talking about."

Sink Barba interrupted him, pointing to the chessboard.

"Although I know that the One God really wants to win, you should take a good look at the chessboard. It should be my victory."

"……Um?"

Only then did he realize that he had been checkmated.

It turns out that one of Sink Barbarian's pieces... a piece representing the [Rook], appeared in front of the [King] at some point, and no matter which move it made, it would be checkmated.

"this is……?"

"In the Covenant [Eight] game, any improper behavior, once exposed, is considered a defeat... In other words, if it is not exposed, it is not considered a defeat, right?"

"Haha...hahaha————"

Zun Zun suddenly clutched his stomach and burst into laughter.

We really underestimated her. She actually tried to pull some tricks in front of the One God. And I didn't expect her to find the hidden rules in such a short time. It seems that the disadvantage of the Forest Elves not being able to use magic will soon be rewritten.

With Sink Barbarian around, even if there's a period of growing pains, they'll quickly rise again.

"But unfortunately, the One God will not lose."

"If you refuse to admit it, there's nothing I can do. My victory is already obvious, so just admit defeat and put the pieces down—"

But before she could finish speaking, she discovered that Zun Zun had disappeared, and the [Rook] representing the race was in front of her [King] on the chessboard, just as she had checkmated Zun Zun earlier.

"Hehehe...!"

Sink's low laughter echoed from the dimly lit room, but the suppressed, barely perceptible joy seemed to indicate that she was in a good mood.
Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

Leaving the kingdom of the forest elves, Zun Zun returned to the Throne Room—a place he had specially created for himself, a place that connected him to other worlds.

Once Zun Zun becomes the One God, he will be able to leave this world and even travel to other unknown worlds.

The prerequisite is that he has to come here.

In other words, this world is like a transit station.

None of these matters.

"Alright!" Zun Zun looked at the world on the chessboard where everything was running smoothly, raised the Star Cup in his hand, and said, "It's time to go home!"

Then disappear.

(End of this chapter)