Past Life Returner

The sight before me was proof that Yeon-Hee had become the head of the Lunea clan. The bastards were flying around her.

“Stay there,” I said while I sat at the edge of her bed.

The flies scattered in surprise, and their faces all had the identical shocked expression as well. I watched one of them closely, and it was the one with the most vibrant spiritual body among them. It lowered its head after flying to the corner of the ceiling. Then, it began to mumble something.

I could hear the bastards' voices only after opening a path that led to my inner self. When I allowed its voice to reach me, its face regained its composure.

[Hello, it is my first time greeting Doom Man, Your Highness. I am Lu-seh-ah. I, Lu-seh-ah, have finally become independent from my mother and have become the High Priestess of Doom Mary. This is all thanks to the holy grace of Doom Man and Doom Mary! ✧.ﾟ٩(๑>◡<๑)۶:｡♡ ]

[From now on!]

[When you refer to our clan, please call us the Lu-seh-ah Clan.]

[But isn’t that right? Lu-seh-ah… It sounds much better than Lu-neah! Doom Mary also praised it, hehe. I, Lu-seh-ah, am so happy. It is like a dream come true. Hehehe~ ]

[So… I, Lu-seh-ah, would like to ask Doom Man…]

Should I rip that mouth wide open?

The bastard shuddered. It disappeared beyond the ceiling by moving further back. However, it soon peeked its head out. Its eyes were swiftly rolling, glancing alternately at Yeon-Hee and me.

Then, Yeon-Hee raised a finger. There was a ring on her little finger that I had not seen before. It was translucent, like the necklace ‘Lunea’s Light.’ When I touched the necklace on my neck, I felt a sensitive reaction from the bastard that introduced itself as Lu-seh-ah.

Of course, it hid again beyond the ceiling once it made eye contact with me.

[Lunea’s Light (Item)]

[Lusea’s Light (Item)]

The name of the necklace was immediately modified.

“Is that it? The memory warehouse?” I asked, pointing at Yeon-Hee’s ring.

She nodded. “It was as you taught me.”

I saw a smile on the bastard’s face that was sticking its head out again. Since Yeon-Hee had acquired the ring, the bastard was able to share everything it saw, heard, and felt with her. It was merely a slave, but it was smiling like a fool.

She continued, “It might be bothersome, but bear with it. I can’t send it back now.”

She was different from me. Whether it was Lumale, Lunea, or Lusea, they were all just bastards to me. However, it seemed like Yeon-Hee had created a connection with them.

“I can’t delay my recovery. I need the help of the Lusea Clan.”

I didn’t need to ask to know why she was in a hurry. A constraint must have been imposed on her as well. She had definitely received a command from Doom Kaos.

***

“What about Entegasto?”

Yeon-Hee changed the topic as she was aware that I felt guilty about her.

I responded, “It seems to have gone across the Land of Death. The Barba Corps will accompany it.”

That was the first thing I confirmed after the meeting with the Dooms. Entegasto was supposed to destroy the barriers across Elsland, and it was the punishment Doom Kaos had imposed on Entegasto.

From that, two facts were obvious. One was that the task was impossible and dangerous to Entegasto.

After all, the Great Black had resumed its activities. Furthermore, the Lunea bastard had gone so far as to propose to Black that they join forces and conspire against me, claiming that Black alone was incapable of dealing with me and that additional firepower was necessary.

So, where would this concentrated firepower be directed now? The moment Entegasto touched the barrier, it would be focused there. Therefore, Doom Kaos had sent this prophecy at that time through the bastard.

[Regardless of victory or defeat, this will be a great help in the future battles Doom Man must fight.]

Entegasto was still injured and recovering, but it now had to face the firepower of Saint Dragorin. Not only then, but Elsland’s barrier was also formed with Old One’s Power. Based on what I have learned in the world where I spent time with Yeon-Hee, it would be impossible to destroy the barrier even with my current abilities.

Entegasto had to continue to clash with the Old One’s Power endlessly and deal with its corps that would send swarms from the back. I was confident that Entegasto would never overcome the damage. It would be severely wounded and weakened while I became stronger as time passed.

That was what Doom Kaos offered me, which also carried a subtle pressure. It was indirectly telling me to expedite the occupation while the firepower was targeting Entegasto. Although it would build the Demon Castle to “console” me, it was no different from establishing a frontline base for the human corps. Doom Kaos’s message was bothering me at the moment as well.

[Please select the location to build the Demon Castle.]

Lee Tae-Han came over while I continued the conversation with Yeon-Hee. “Osiris is on his way back home to Germany. If he makes a U-turn, he will get here within two hours.”

Perhaps he intended to take care of remaining family matters after returning to his home country.

I stated, “There is no need. Tell him that I will go there myself tomorrow.”

“Okay, sir.”

***

I got up, putting the tablet PC aside.

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Even after a night had passed, Yeon-Hee was still lethargic. The bastards had been stuck to her constantly for days, but there was no noticeable result. She opened her mouth while still closing her eyes.

“Next would be at the lords’ meeting, right?”

I nodded. “It will probably be sooner than you think.”

She asked, “Are you going to keep looking that way at me? Do I only seem like a child to you? I am not in the worst shape, so don’t worry. Your negativity makes me feel down. It’s just that my battlefield has changed from the actual warzone to the Demon King’s.”

“...”

“From the mainland to the spirit world. That’s it. Also, you are not alone anymore.”

Yeon-Hee slowly opened her eyes and looked around at the bastards flying near her. It wasn’t a loving gaze like she had when she looked at her pet, Kciphos. However, there was no distrust mixed in her glance at least.

Just like how I had the citizens of the Savior City, and Joshua had his plague group, she too was mixed among beings that followed her.

[Please don’t worry. I, Lu-seh-ah, am serving Doom Mary with all my heart. *(๑•⌓•๑)* ]

[I, Lu-seh-ah, would like to clearly state here that my loyalty is not fake like Lunea’s. But, Doom Man, Your Highness… If I, Lu-seh-ah, proves my loyalty…]

[Would you please return my, Lu-seh-ah’s, necklace? Hehehe.]

[It doesn’t have any special meaning. That necklace is a symbol of our Lu-seh-ah clan, passed down from our ancient mothers and mothers to their successors…]

“This kiddo talks a lot, doesn’t it?” Yeon-Hee remarked.

Kiddo? Gosh, I became speechless by the way she called the bastard. However, Yeon-Hee needed to fight with them from now on, so it would be problematic to only have repulsive feelings as I did.

***

After I left Yeon-hee, the space ripped wide open, and the gap was filled with pitch-black darkness.

When was the last time I came?

A long time ago, on the day when I was attacking the Bilderberg Club, I had visited Joshua’s family home.

Swoosh-!

When I passed through the gate, the scene that reminded me of that time unfolded. The room was quite small, and the spot where Joshua kneeled and called me Master was right in front of me. The view from the window was just like it used to be.

Nothing had changed. The mansion itself held Germany’s history, so I figured the same scenery would have unfolded a hundred years ago from now.

- Hello, Master.

I heard Joshua’s telepathy as I didn’t bother hiding.

Meanwhile, the mansion was eerily silent. I felt the presence of many servants and residents here and there, but they mostly didn’t move. They seemed to have been moved to their rooms a while ago. There were no instances of more than two people staying in the same space, and there was absolutely no sound of cell phone conversations.

Thus, all movements and noises were concentrated in what seemed to be the dining area.

As I arrived, those movements became clearer. I could vividly feel them just by their presence, even without seeing them with my eyes.

Joshua, who was sitting in the head of the family’s seat, was turning into a liquid form and rapidly closing the distance towards me. The sole individual who was left in front of his seat straightened their stiff posture even more, and the servants in the kitchen moved mechanically.

The speed at which the blood seeped through the gap in the door was quite fast. Then, blood formed into a human shape in the spot where Joshua had sworn loyalty to me. The face of a polished, handsome Western guy appeared.

“You have prepared a meal,” I said.

“Yes, Master. I will guide you there.”

We passed a corridor and staircase that naturally evoked old memories. At that time, I was thinking about the smell of blood emanating from Joshua. This was a faint scent that would have lasted half a day. Among the many rooms we had passed, some of them held the same smell as Joshua’s.

Joshua had killed three in that room as he needed to sort out the succession structure. It was a different approach from when he was the head of a capital force. Also, that matter had not spread outside the mansion.

Upon arriving at the dining area, the spectacle that I had first visualized through the sensory network unfolded. As expected, only one middle-aged man had been invited to this meal. He saw us come in, but he was consciously looking straight ahead. He was still overwhelmed with the terror of the previous night.

When Joshua passed by the guy’s gaze, he swallowed audibly. Then Joshua pulled out the head of the family’s chair and sat down across from the man. The chair that Joshua had left out was my seat.

“His name is Lipeke. He will be the head of the Karjan family.”

Joshua said.

“I… I am… Lipeke… It is an honor to meet you. O… Odin…” he stuttered.

The man looked precarious as if he had been sitting there for the past few hours. It felt as if he would fall if someone touched him slightly.

I responded, “The Karjan family is important to me, too. I will watch you, Lipeke von Karjan.”

“Thank… Thank you!” he responded.

It appeared that he was there only to introduce himself. Also, he must have been warned in advance as he was so filled with dread that he couldn’t make eye contact with me. He looked completely exhausted when he stood up from his seat.

The middle-aged man then left the dining area, staggering.

Clap.

From the moment Joshua clapped lightly, the mansion’s servants appeared pushing large trays. They were also scared.

“This is the appetizer. I hope…you find it satisfactory…”

The trays only had items or high-class mana stones. I could also not lose the grace of the guest as I had something prepared for the one who once was the owner of this mansion.