Chapter 406

“The smile of the Supreme Being Representative is surprisingly fierce.”

Well, after all, humans by nature are just crafty creatures, and despite the Supreme Being Representative’s level of mastery, he can’t help but have some weird thoughts.

But is my mother really just this simple?

There is no giant like the one who used to scold me so loudly back then.

The woman in front of me is just an incredibly beautiful young lady.

As I pondered on the feelings that made the Supreme Being Representative subtly raise his head, I concluded it’s disappointment, pure disappointment.

However, he quickly changes his mind.

No, not really. She’s my mother after all, so no matter how trivial, she’s still my mother—the one I always wanted.

What I never had, what I needed, what I should have, the one I longed for so much.

So, I guess it can’t be helped.

Even if she’s trivial for now, that’s fine.

I’ll gradually shape her into the ideal mother I’ve always wanted.

If Qing knew about this, she’d probably think, “What kind of brat is this?” but knowing Hyeong-gyeong, she might just grumble about it quietly.

But the Supreme Being Representative was always this kind of guy.

Having never received any family education, perhaps this is to be expected.

At that, Qing gulped.

Wait a minute, didn’t this brat’s eyes just get way too wanton and dangerous?

Could it be that the Son Representative is about to make a career switch to the villainous representative?

Qing chuckled awkwardly.

“Uh, hehe. You know this is all for your good, right? Be virtuous, be upright? Thanks to me, like this? A new person? Hyeong-gyeong also got to be one? And you even got younger and became a handsome man? Wow, killing three birds with one stone—it’s like catching a pheasant and eating its eggs!”

In response, the Supreme Being Representative grinned.

“Indeed. However, I must say that I’ve never felt such pain in my life. Even now, when I think back to that time, my dantian aches and the area where I lost my sight throbs.”

“Oh dear. It still hurts, huh?”

Geez. I should’ve just killed him back then.

Actually, I kept him alive for that very reason.

Every time my dantian hurts and my eye aches, I want him to remember me and suffer from the powerlessness of that lost dantian, wishing to see the scars that will never fade away—wounds that he can never shake off for life.

But wait.

This brat actually returned as Hyeong-gyeong?

Should I be relieved that he didn’t ask for my sword?

I hope this isn’t some weird form of revenge.

“But wasn’t it your mother’s admonition? Every time I feel pain from the wounds, I regret my foolish past.”

“Hmm. I see.”

I feel like I should be regretting too.

No, I am regretting it.

That day we fought, it should’ve been trivial; I should’ve just killed him.

“There’s no need to fear. What mother in the world! Would be afraid of this child? Isn’t it true that a mother! Sometimes, even knowing it hurts, wields a whip with a pained heart?”

“Uh… right?”

“However, if it’s not ‘mother’! then the story changes. How important is one eye to a warrior? So, knowing the essence of motherhood, it’s carved in bone, and if not, wouldn’t you just be an enemy?”

Qing’s spine tingled.

Why does it feel like only mothers and children are enunciated so clearly?

Is this a threat? Are they threatening me?

Wait, am I being threatened to be their child?

Am I the first in the world to get threatened into being someone’s child?

Actually, that’s not entirely true. Some people have been coerced into becoming adopted heirs for succession.

But Qing doesn’t know that.

So, what’s with this ridiculous fate? Why do I have to endure this scene in a distant land?

“Hmm.”

“Aren’t you feeling good, Mother? The nice son is a master of Hyeong-gyeong. Since you wanted a good son and I became one, if you want another son, I can be that too. From what I hear, you really enjoy punishing villains. Just say the word.”

At that, Qing’s expression stiffened.

Sure it’s scary, but it’s not a definite ‘no’.

Even if it’s not an adopted son but merely sharing a friendship, aren’t we supposed to take and leave according to necessity?

“What kind of nonsense is that? I didn’t ask you to be my child, did I? Am I recruiting loyal subordinates and servants? Parents are parents, and children should live their own lives. Are you saying you want to keep me around just to boss me around? What kind of mother is that? If it’s going to be like that, then just leave. I don’t need to hear this nonsense.”

In response, the Supreme Being Representative’s smile deepens.

This is definitely not a good sign.

“How strange? Didn’t you say you wanted a good son so you could cherish him? Didn’t you want a good son?”

“No, you didn’t phrase it like that! Why are you scheming? You said if I behave well, we can meet again with smiles.”

“If I misbehave, does that mean you’ll hate me?”

“Of course, it makes sense that I wouldn’t want to be close to a bad person. What’s this even about?”

Qing’s expression was souring.

“Yeah, you might call me ‘mother’ as a matter of course. Naturally, you’d want me to act well. You think I’m trying to gain anything by being good? I feel like I’ve done a lot of good, but haven’t I realized anything? Wasn’t there that bratty kid from before? Because they liked me, doesn’t that make me feel good too?”

“Things like that…”

Suddenly, the Supreme Being Representative’s eyes tremble.

Faces flash through his mind.

Though the degree and depth may differ, the expressions of the believers who smiled at him, the glances filled with affection.

Yeah. It clearly felt different.

Unlike the flattering looks he received while ruling as the Supreme Being, those eyes filled with either fear or greed for some advantage—it was a warmth, a love, a trust.

I see.

I no longer needed to yearn for affection.

Because he was already receiving it.

“Ah, I see.”

The Supreme Being Representative suddenly felt the enormous lump that had been tightening his chest loosen smoothly.

His smile transformed into a genuine one.

No longer just a fierce, sharpened blade or a snarling wolf exposing its fangs, but like a truly bright child.

Qing, seeing that face, felt a moment of relief.

Just for a brief moment.

The Supreme Being Representative’s expression became that of a mischievous, playful rascal.

“This is it, this is it! This is indeed a mother’s love.”

“Eek!”

“The wish of a child wanting their mother to be well and to be loved—it’s such a magnificent love! The young master was foolish. Thinking trivial matters like one’s own identity are so important. Mother, ah, mother. Truly, you are the one and only in the world, my mother. Please accept your son’s bow.”

“No, why are we suddenly going in that direction? And just now, you called it trivial—”

“Thinking about it, it’s not necessary for a child to be recognized in order to be a child. Since you molded me into this new person with your teachings, it’s no different than giving birth to a new person. Therefore, I am already your child.”

“No, why are you deciding that on your own—”

“I am already your child. I won’t seek your permission.”

And then he grinned mischievously.

Qing was left speechless, mouth agape.

But what is this? Is he serious?

Is there a different vibe in his attitude compared to just a moment ago?

Just now, it felt like he had this fierce determination or desperation or greed—some kind of intense obsession.

But now it’s turned so light that it’s hard to tell if he’s being sincere or just joking around.

It seemed like the Supreme Being Representative had also offloaded some weight and looked relieved.

“I’ve had one wish since I was young—my wish to loudly call for my mother, which I couldn’t do because I was the only son who didn’t have what most people in the world have. Can you grant me that? Honestly, I’m going to do it even if you don’t allow it.”

“Then why ask in the first place—”

“Mom.”

At that moment, chills raced down Qing’s entire body, and an unfiltered, pure scream erupted from her mouth.

If there were to be a painting depicting the scream of a yet-to-be-born art student in the Western region, it would be none other than the human embodiment of Seomun Qing.

“Eek, please don’t do that!”

“Mom! Mom! Hey, wow, this is amazing, right? Mom? Oh, aren’t only those with mothers allowed to enjoy such goodness? It’s unjust that I’ve missed out this long, so I’ll have to make up for it. I’ll do it for fifty years since I wasn’t able to do it for fifty!”

And then he struck his palm with his fist as if he suddenly realized something.

“Ah, I see. ‘Mother’ feels distant and uncomfortable, but ‘Mom’ is genuinely the closest term—it soothes the heart.”

“No, it’s only comfortable for you! I’m really uncomfortable. Seriously, I’m not joking. Please just stop that! Can’t you see the goosebumps I have?”

“Humph. My intention. Hmm. I like it. Mom? Your son is going to show off a bit?”

“You’re driving me crazy, seriously.”

As Qing said that, she turned her gaze away.

I was really about to have a son, and one who’s much older than me at that! What’s with the ‘mom’?

“Mom.”

The moment she heard it, chills shot down her spine again.

No, I can’t take it. Help!

Though it might not be much help, Qing desperately shot a pleading look at Gyeon Pohee.

“Ugh, it’s so touching. Nephew, you don’t have to call me ‘Auntie’ so formally. Just call me ‘Aunt.’”

“Yes, Aunt.”

“Is that too formal? You know, we usually just hang out with younger aunts without the formalities, right?”

“Got it, Aunt.”

As expected, that was no help at all.

Rather, it’s pouring oil on the fire!

“So, Mom. Your son has been waiting a long time. Can’t you please give me a name?”

“Uh, can you at least call me mother first?”

“Do you prefer the formal title? Isn’t it nice to have a son who’s like a friend?”

“I just don’t like being called a son. It’s… unpleasant.”

“That’s rejected. How could I sever a heavenly bond? However, if you want, I can offer formalities?”

“Let’s just keep it casual. If you throw around titles, it’ll really feel real. Ugh, I’m getting a stomachache.”

“Do you think it’d feel more real with honorifics? But since you hate that, let’s just compromise with semi-formalities.”

Qing’s expression contorted as she pressed her head down.

At that, the Supreme Being Representative jumped.

“Oh no, uh! My belly! This feels like I’m pregnant! Oh no, a sibling! Could it be that I’m getting a sibling now!? When, when is it coming out?!”

At that, Qing’s eyes flared.

“Seriously, you’ve got a big mouth! What’s going on? You just ate too much, right?”

“There’s no need to be embarrassed! No, how can you have such a big belly after eating? People don’t get that bloated just from eating, and who eats mindlessly like that?”

“Why, did I add anything to your feast?”

“Hey, Mother. We’re family now, right? A sibling! A sibling! How nice! What do I need to do to be a good big brother? No, are you calling me an older brother? What does the physician say?”

“Really? Am I getting another nephew?”

At this point, Hyeong-gyeong and others are slowly getting fed up.

And with intuition telling me that the Supreme Being Representative wouldn’t harm anyone…

“These guys are really out of control! Get lost! Just! Please!”

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