Jio’s voice, reciting the lines, was languid, drowsy with sleep.
It was one of the rare days the two of them hadn’t fought.
As the connection with the World Tree thickened—
—the days when Jio didn’t wake also increased. It was because her body’s functions were slowly shutting down.
When the last remaining king, left alone, could no longer do her duty, the nation naturally changed its system.
The Central Galactic Republic.
The king remained in name only; the Grand General became Regent; and the Senate took charge of running the country.
Jin Gyeoul could not bear any of it.
Every other day he lost his reason, and many lives guttered out in his hands. Whether Jio tried to stop him or got angry, he would not listen.
Because it was a fight between a king who would not yield and a lover who could not lose, the two would raise their voices until they were exhausted. Lately, everyday life was always like that.
Even so,…