Supplementary Story 1
A man suffered from the pain of having his shoulder broken again today. He wasnât really hurt though. It was a type of illusion. His body wasnât injured, but his mind thought it was. This was the result of stamping on paper hundreds of times a day.
âI canât do it. You had better kill me.â
It happened when the paper stacked in front of the man was half gone. The man threw away the seal he was holding in his hand and buried himself in the ornate chair.
âMaster dude, there is still a long way to go. Work quickly.â
âWork, work. You will have to stay here all day if you donât do this.â
At the same time, two small bears appeared from behind the chair and disturbed the manâs ears. It wasnât just the two bears who restrained Hyeonuâs actions. Other people were watching them. The live stream had over 10 million viewers.
-Tang-E and Gom-E are right.
-Nothing will change now if you play around.
-Those who havenât worked canât rest.
-Canât you see that only the kids are working right now? Alley Leader, this isnât the time to rest.
The viewers casually ignored Hyeonuâs whining. They were sympathetic for a day or two. Then after 10 times, 20 times, 100 times...
The more Hyeonu showed how he handled the governmentâs affairs, the more these feelings dissipated. Now they just stood on the sidelines like it was someone elseâs business.
Hyeonu got up from the chair. Then he picked up the jade seal that was lying on one side of the floor. âWhy doesnât my workload decrease even after hiring people? Rather, it feels like it is increasing.â
This wasnât an exaggeration but a fact. There was also clear evidence of it.
âThe empire contributions are getting higher and higher.â
The more Hyeonu settled into the role of the emperor, the more the empire contributions increased, and the amount by which it rose was increasing.
âThere is no place to gather and use it.â
This wasnât true. His empire contributions were much superior to the imperial contributions collected by other players. He was able to get even better items and skills than he could obtain with the imperial contributions.
âIt doesnât mean anything.â
It was just that these things didnât mean much to Hyeonu. What was the use of good skills and items? He had very limited time to use them.
âI donât know, I donât know. Iâm going to rest. I just canât do it any longer.â
Hyeonu placed the seal he had picked up on the desk and buried himself in the chair again.
-Then that person will come again.
-That person?
-Yes. There are people who can even handle Satan.
-Satan: Is the professor still here?
The viewers saw Hyeonuâs behavior and chuckled. It was a sight they had already seen countless times. No one knew what the development would be like afterward.
âNo, it isnât time for him to come yet. There will be one more hour.â
Hyeonu opened his eyes and shook his head vigorously from side to side. He wasnât an idiot. It wasnât the time for that person to come as the viewers mentioned. This was why he was so relaxed. However, not everything in the world went as Hyeonu expected. There was an exception.
âYour Majesty, can I come in?â the voice of a middle-aged man came from outside the office.
-Heâs here ã ã ã ã
-A random check?
-We will hear nagging today.
-ã ã ã ã ã ã . Is it a homework check?
The chat window was going crazy. The viewers knew the owner of the voice.
âNo, donât come in. Go back the way you came,â Hyeonu resolutely issued an order to leave.
âThis is where I have to go, Your Majesty.â The owner of the voice, the administrator, didnât back down easily. Rather, he replied as firmly as Hyeonu.
âNo, this isnât where you came from. So... go away.â Hyeonu didnât succumb to the attitude of the administrator and issued another order to leave.
âCan I come in, Your Majesty?â However, the administrator was equally terrible. Despite Hyeonuâs successive orders to leave, he continued to ask for Hyeonuâs permission.
âCome in.â In the end, it was Hyeonu who was defeated. Hyeonu had no justification to block the administratorâs actions.
âThank you, Your Majesty.â The administrator carefully opened the door of the office and bowed deeply to Hyeonu.
âYes, what brings you here?â Hyeonu greeted the administrator with a grumpy expression. He couldnât greet this person nicely. It was natural based on the administratorâs actions thus far.
âSomething has happened that Your Majesty needs to see to urgently.â The administrator approached Hyeonu and politely held out a bundle of white paper. Hyeonu quickly snatched the papers presented by the administrator and looked at them without saying anything.
Just then, a message window popped up in front of Hyeonu. It was a message window similar to what he had just seen.
âI thought he was just nagging...â
âAh...!â a sigh broke out. This person really came here with work. This had never happened before.
-ã ã ã ã ã ã He has more work, right?
-Isnât there a bunch of it?
-He will get off work an hour late, right?
-Is this how a snowball rolls and grows in size? ã ã
-âOvertimeâ is confirmed, Leader-nim. The stream will be a lot longer as well.
-It is very good. ã ã ã ã ã ã
The viewers who saw Hyeonu sigh just laughed. Hyeonuâs response was different from before, so they were happier now.
âWhy is it that the workload keeps increasing when I am working so hard?â Hyeonu asked the administrator with a stiff expression after glancing at the chat window.
âAm I the only one doing work? No. The adventurers I appointed also suffer day and night for the empire. So why? Why is it that problems are increasing day by day? Give me an answer. Hurry.â Hyeonu didnât wait for the administratorâs reply and instead pushed the other person like a storm.
It was as if he was relieving all the stress that he had built up.
âIt is very natural, Your Majesty. The problems scattered throughout the empire are still piled up like a mountain. Of course, the efforts of the many people who work for the empire are decreasing it, but... there is a long way to go, Your Majesty.â The administrator wasnât embarrassed by Hyeonuâs quick-fire words and gave an answerâan extremely logical answer.
âThe amount is being reduced?â Hyeonu asked with a relieved expression.
âIsnât it reduced by the number of documents that Your Majesty sees?â The administrator bowed slightly with an expressionless face, unlike Hyeonu.
âSigh...â Hyeonu looked at the back of the administratorâs head and thought of someoneâs face. It was the face of a sly man whose internal thoughts were unknown.
âHow is this being the emperor...?â
Just thinking about it made him swear.
That was all.
He swore inwardly. There was nothing else he could doânot yet.
âIf I just collect a few more...â
***
In the westernmost part of the Yusma Empire, there was a desolate desert. There were pioneering cities, but they were only at the beginning of the desert. Beyond the pioneering cities was just an endless feast of sand. Humans appeared in the desert where only sand existed. To be precise, it was a human being and a bear.
âMaster, is this place called the desert?â a seven-colored bear, Tung-E, asked his master, Alexander.
Alexander, the blonde-haired man, carefully stroked Tung-Eâs head and replied, âYes, this is the desert. It is a place full of hot sun and sand.â
His face was full of affection. Even at a glance, it could be seen that he really cared about Tung-E.
âThen havenât we arrived at the Holy Kingdom now? Didnât you say it would appear after we come out of the desert?â Tung-E asked again in Alexanderâs arms. Tung-E knew Alexanderâs destination well. He had roamed around the West Continent for a long time with Alexander and heard countless stories about his destination.
âYou remember it well. You are right. If we pass by this place, we will see the Holy Kingdom.â Alexanderâs face showed an even more pleased smile. He couldnât help smiling. This guy was too smart.
âIt has been less than a year since he was born...â
He was a ridiculous genius considering his age.
âThen letâs go, Master. Iâm really curious about what the Holy Kingdom is like.â
Tung-E emerged from Alexanderâs arms and floated in the air. Then he started to fly straight ahead.
Alexander stood still and kept his smile intact as he looked at the flying Tung-E. Just then, Alexanderâs body floated up and moved at a constant speed.
***
Alexander and Tung-Eâtheir movements were relentless. In the first place, the two of them werenât walking. The biggest obstacle of the desert terrain was meaningless. Moreover, the heat of the desert had little significance. Tung-E was made of Alexanderâs magic power, so it wasnât affected by natural phenomena such as heat or cold. The same was true of the emperor. His enormous magic power brought him homeostasis.The occasional monsters that appeared also had little effect on Alexander and Tung-E.
âGrrrrrrr!!â
âThe instincts arenât well developed.â Alexander clicked his tongue when he saw the giant ant emerging from the sand. Even if it were a monster, a predator would recognize him. There was no such thing as jumping into a foolâs death. Yet for some reason, a being who violated this law appeared.
âDisappear.â Alexander lightly extended his right hand toward the rapidly approaching giant ant. The ant soared into the ant and fell toward the ground several times faster than when it had flown up. Its body was also completely smashed and torn apart in an unrecognizable manner. It was a terrible sight.
âLetâs go.â Alexander was very calm and didnât seem like the man who made the tragedy. He smiled with a nonchalant expression when he spoke to Tung-E.
âWhy donât you just ignore it from now on, Master?â Tung-E looked at Alexander with a sharp expression. All he had in mind was the Holy Kingdom. He didnât like his time being delayed by ants.
âThen why donât you take care of it yourself before I come forward?â Alexander maintained a friendly attitude regardless of Tung-Eâs appearance. Those who remembered him from before would be shocked to see it.
âOkay, Iâll come out next time. Bah.â Tung-E snorted loudly before shooting off so fast that it couldnât be compared to before.
Alexander looked in the direction in which Tung-E disappeared for a long time before muttering in a low voice, âIt isnât that way. We have to go northwest.â
Within seconds of Alexander muttering, a seven-colored rainbow unfolded in the sky. Tung-E had returned.
âSay that earlier, this... damn Master.â Upon his return, Tung-E opened his eyes wide with his face against Alexanderâs forehead.
âIt isnât that Iâm slow. It is that youâre too hot-tempered.â Alexander shook his head from side to side before flicking his finger lightly against Tung-Eâs forehead. Then he lightly shot forward.
âThis... It hurts, Master!!!â Tung-E quickly chased after him.