Brain bloom

Besides it, there was another ancient demon, which was a true god.

Ray Noel, who controls destiny.

In the realm of demons, during the first encounter between the ancient demon king and this true god, her soul was almost torn apart. Although her divine status was preserved, she was already on the verge of death.

Like many true gods of that era who were lured, hunted, and drained of their divine power by the Rose Queen, she was also an innocent victim. But because she was fortunate enough to see through the twists and turns of fate, she risked her life to escape to the side of the ancient Demon King, hoping to seek protection.

So the ancient demon king made a deal with her.

In exchange for becoming its test subject, it saved her and took her in as its subordinate. Then, the Ancient Demon King successfully twisted her soul, reshaping her into an "Ancient Demon." It can be said that this unassuming demon, who quietly ran a shop and raised children in Silvermoon City, is the ancestor of hundreds of thousands of demons today.

"Then, one day, your mother fell in love with a human, and that's how you came to be." The ancient demon king continued in a gentle tone, "In order to prevent you from being disturbed or slandered, and to allow you to live a peaceful and happy life, I granted her request to leave the demon realm."

“…Wow, I see.” Yingyou withdrew her touched gaze and looked at her mother with admiration.

But this ancient demon god maintained his poker face and coldly said, "Don't listen to its nonsense, it banished me. Saying it disgraced the demons, sigh..."

"Those were just empty words I had to say to convince the crowd! Lei, you have to understand me!"

Lei remained noncommittal, but continued to tell her son, "This owl is much more shameful than me. He fell in love with a human girl and didn't even get her. It's really embarrassing."

Having his secrets exposed, the ancient demon king was furious, his heart filled with bitterness and resentment. But when he thought of his vow, these idle gossips didn't seem so bad. Besides, no one here was an outsider; no one else could hear, so he wouldn't lose face.

"You can humiliate me, it's fine... but we still need your help with the problems in the Demon Realm."

It continued to persuade Lei, trying to move her with many historical anecdotes, at which point—

Lei looked into the depths of the shop: "Yinwen, you heard it too, I've been invited back to the Demon Realm, what should I do?"

"...There's someone else here?! Damn it, I didn't even notice."

"But you made an appointment with me." The cold, mechanical voice sounded like the creaking of steel bars. "Of course I don't agree to you going back, unless you help me finish my business."

"Look, Ancient Demon King, as you can see, I already have work arranged for me."

The ancient demon king remained silent, merely gazing into the depths of the shop. A rare hostility, yet also intense curiosity, brewed within its hidden golden pupils. Even those eyes seemed unable to see through the other's true nature… What lay hidden beneath the puppet dolls?

As wisps of smoke rose, a female mechanical doll dressed in elaborate robes emerged with stiff, lifeless movements.

Silver Pattern, the owner of a violent tattoo shop in Silvermoon City.

She endured the gaze of the ancient demon king, not out of fear, but with considerable awe. However, this was not a reason for her to yield. A while ago, she had already found Lei, hoping to use this true god's intervention to see someone again.

"It's you, ancient soul..."

"Yes, we meet again—but unlike last time, you are the supreme primordial evil, and I salute you."

"...Thank you, um. What deal do you have with Lei that requires her to stay?" The Ancient Demon King ignored trivial matters, as the problems of the Demon Realm were more important, and clearly, the guy in front of him was the biggest obstacle.

Silver Pattern replied politely, "In fact, I want to see someone who has passed away, so... I have come to seek her power."

"Who?"

“A being of all four seasons, the rose of Sharon.”

This word made the ancient demon king's expression turn strange for a moment, but then it softened: "I don't care about anything else, if you want to see this person, you've really come to the wrong person. Hmm... the person you should be looking for is the coffin bearer."

"The coffin bearers? Huh?"

"The coffin bearers?"

"Why would someone use the name of a god at a time like this?"

Silver Pattern tilted her head, expressing her confusion. Lei, with her arms crossed, exchanged bewildered glances with her child. Neither of them knew why the Ancient Demon King would so abruptly utter that name.

"Haven't you heard the rumors?"

"Rumors? There's been a commotion outside the shop lately... but we're researching how to revive souls and tinkering with a batch of antiques..."

"Yes, what's going on outside?"

"The Coffin Bearer has appeared. Moreover, the Coffin Bearer is an incomparably powerful Four Seasons Bearer with a strong sense of justice and public morality... You may not believe it, but it is true. In short, the Coffin Bearer will inevitably discuss the restoration of the Kingdom of Flowers in the Kingdom of the Holy Coffin."

This was incredibly shocking news. Even those present, figures who would undoubtedly be remembered in history, felt a long-forgotten tremor in their souls. The Four Seasons One... was actually... this kind of identity?

Yinwen remembered someone, the Strawberry Four Seasons True God whom she had met once before.

"So... Winged Cloud is imminent?" Yinwen's tone was full of hope.

"I think so. At that time, the soul of Tu Mi will probably also be included in the cycle of reincarnation."

……

In the capital of the Holy Coffin Kingdom, those who wield great power are destined to have a sleepless night.

Since about a week ago, when the calamity of primordial evil threatened the world, these powerful figures haven't had a good night's sleep. From the anxiety of dealing with the calamity, to the excitement of the true God's manifestation, and now—

The king, who was in charge of all secular affairs of the Holy Coffin Kingdom, was summoned in the bustling atmosphere of the government hall.

The contemporary pope, who is actually at the highest position in the entire religious system, has also ended his efforts to appease believers and accepted the summons from the true God.

The fact that these two individuals, who hold the greatest power in the world and even in the entire human world, are now being "summoned" by someone of even higher status is of extraordinary significance.

Besides the two of them, a number of powerful figures almost unknown to the world have also rushed to the holy site from all over the country. They have either used their trump cards or paid a high price to use teleportation portals, all in response to the summons.

The one who instigated all this turmoil—the coffin bearer—had just finished his dinner.

B summoned several high-ranking bishops to clear the table. Then, he summoned the knights who were always on standby. A solemn silence filled the air as B led the way, escorting the true god and the princess of the fallen kingdom of flowers to the prepared meeting place.

This is an unprecedentedly important meeting.

The fate of the nation, and indeed the entire world, will be profoundly shaken tonight.

Hall of Souls —

The finest diamonds hung high above, shimmering with a soft light. Upon closer inspection, it was clear that pure spiritual energy constituted the magic of light, bathing everything in the conference hall in a radiant glow.

There were seven people in total, standing beside their respective chairs, hesitant to sit down, waiting silently.

The highest seat was empty; normally, no one sat there. Although a lavish high chair was set up there, a strange coffin always stood there, symbolizing that the true God would witness everything that happened during the meeting. But today, this chair welcomed its owner.

No one except B has the right to enter.

Sen Shi and Dandelion breathed a sigh of relief; they had been feeling tense and uncomfortable.

However, the atmosphere inside the hall should be more serious.

"—The true God has arrived."

"Oh!"

"It really is true..."

"Don't be rude!"

"Keep quiet, don't forget how divine punishment came about..."

Mori entered with a stern face, and the seven pairs of eyes made her feel a little uneasy. She hoped she could maintain her composure. Next, it was time to take a seat, right? She glanced at the main seat, where a coffin was placed... Hmm... Mori mustered her courage, pretended to be very experienced, and nimbly stepped on the coffin a few times before sitting down.

"—You are permitted to sit with me."

The seven people breathed a sigh of relief and quickly took their seats. Dandelion also found a chair and sat down casually, her face full of anticipation.

But thoughts like, "Ah, so that coffin was for sitting on," "I thought they forgot to put it away," and "So this is the proper ritual of God," stirred up emotions in the hearts of these seven national leaders. However, since it was their first time sharing a table with those who had brought the coffin, they couldn't appear naive or unimaginative, or they would lose face.

When Senshi saw that they didn't say anything and remained calm, he realized that he hadn't made a mistake; the coffin was indeed a chair.

"Hmm?" Mori frowned. "The attendants weren't involved?"

The seven people were of different ages, but all of them were men.

"My God, please allow me to answer this question," the Pope said devoutly.

"Just say what you have to say, don't tattle, it's a huge hassle... I mean, don't be so formalistic."

"Yes! The servants will abide by the first pope's demands and will continue to pray to you in the tower... Even now, we don't know what else to do..."

Although he found it strange, Mori didn't pursue the matter: "I'll see her alone after that meeting."

Since the god didn't put on airs, the crowd finally tried to look up and examine Mori's appearance. Perhaps due to the divine enhancement and their own over-imagining, Mori's beauty was probably a thousand times more exaggerated in their minds.

"You were all participants in the War of the Flowers, weren't you?"

"Yes……"

“Beautiful and noble Goddess, I am the President of the National Army during the War of the Flowers…” A voice, though fearful, still resolute, rang out in a deep tone, accompanied by a heavy military bearing. “I am willing to atone with my death, but… that war was not what I wanted.”

Sen looked at the speaker, a tough man with a square face, wearing full armor and bearing many symbols of honor. He wasn't too old, but he wasn't an active-duty soldier either.

He was very resolute: "When we marched our army towards the Land of Flowers, no one knew it was the land of the Four Seasons... We also didn't know that you had a connection with the Four Seasons, so..."

"Alright, I just want to hear your reasons for starting that war."

The seven people looked at each other, not daring to utter a sound.

These eyewitnesses all seemed to be afraid of something. Only B, standing next to Mori, stepped forward at this moment.

“I did not experience it firsthand, after all, I was too young at the time. But Supreme God, please hear my words. After first confirming your identity, I conducted extensive investigations... only wanting to reveal the truth, and now, the time has come.”

Sen was somewhat surprised, not expecting this young believer to do such a thing on his own initiative.

After she nodded in agreement, B blurted out a whole string of words that seemed to have been prepared beforehand.

"The War of the Flowers was a war planned and provoked by the secular king and the previous pope. It is by no means glorious or just for our country."

During the journey, B slowed down his speech, as if he was wary of something.

"The root cause of this war... is that the previous pope, while reviewing the holy scriptures and certain mythological histories, discovered some... uh, the Four Seasons... the so-called... evil nature of them."

Volume 1 #An Important Notice!!

I'm temporarily abandoning this project. Writing this book was just too exhausting. I hate writing books, I don't want to type, I hate it so much, I really hate it.

I don't want to continue this whole year; I can't write anymore!

That's it, I don't want to say anything more.

I'm retiring from writing this year and will resume next year.

Goodbye, thank you readers for your support until now, see you next year!

Volume 1 #380: The Four Seasons Are Truly Wonderful

This is by no means an interesting topic. Mori and Dandelion are not ashamed or anything because their true nature as Four Seasons People has been revealed. In any case, they are both very self-aware and used to it.