As demonstrated by the Loli Kings, dragons could transform at will.

  Male, female, neutral, bisexual, young, old, orc, elf…


  They couldn’t create a completely new race, but they could change their form into any living creature.

  As for Green Cake…


  “Are you my father’s disciple?”


  “Yes. How about we get to know each other? What’s your name?”


  “Green Cake.”


  “Not your nickname…”


  “That’s the real name my proud father gave me.”


  “That’s right.”


  He used to look like a kid in the past, but as my eldest son, he thought others might look down on his appearance that looked younger than his little siblings.

  Hence, he now looked like he was in his early to mid-20s.

  “What’s going on here, Green Cake?”


  “After our adventures in the Sea of Death together, I often visit the Bandit King mainly to discuss the environmental conservation issues regarding Fantasy 1’s Eastern Continent Forest.”


  “Right.”


  My Providence could instantly turn a wasteland into a jungle, but using such methods wasn’t right.

  It would be no different from Parmael and Lanuvel artificially limiting the Heroes’ adventures.

  “My father’s sudden appearance honestly surprised me. If I had known beforehand, I would’ve prepared accordingly.”


  “How?”


  “First, I would’ve improved this environment, which seems to be interfering with our conversation.” He said, glancing at the people around him, including the Bandit King.

  I glared at my junior as well, but she didn’t seem to notice my intentions at all.

  “We can just do it in a rougher manner.”


  “How much time do you have, father?”


  “Why? Is there anything you would like to discuss?”


  “Nothing like that… Ah! Remember the Hero named Satan?”


  “I do.”


  The first and last graduate of the 6th curriculum.

  He would’ve had trouble if Green Cake didn’t help, but he chose to graduate upon reaching my throne, no matter how expedient it was.

  He was probably one of the staff members participating in the teachers’ training.

  “He keeps bothering me.”


  “Is that so?”


  “I wish he could just be my close friend who knows your greatness well, but he keeps trying to cross the line.”


  “Hmm…”


  Green Cake was already old enough to worry about such things, huh.

  He was a dragon, so I thought he would only start thinking about this topic after thousands of years at the earliest. I didn’t expect it to come so swiftly and without notice.

  “Satan sounds like a boy’s name, but is she a girl?” My junior interrupted us.

  Now that I thought about it, he was quite the man.

  My alter ego defeated his colleagues at the last stretch of his adventure, but he still tried to fight me alone.

  “Don’t rush and just observe. If he gives up or urges you to do something you don’t want, then you can just end your connection with him.”


  “…”


  “What?”


  “You seem to like Satan quite a bit.”


  “No, I’m just evaluating him relative to your options. He’s a hundred times better than Lanuvel’s daughter. I try not to base my judgment on genealogy, but I just can’t let this one go.”


  “I see.”


  “… Hmm?”


  “It’s nothing.”


  I felt like I sensed an ominous sign of Fantasy’s end. Was it just me?

  She intervened again.

  “I apologize for interrupting your conversation as a family, senior, but please introduce me to your son, at least~”


  “… Haven’t I already done that?”


  “No.”


  Oh, that was why.

  “Well, Green Cake, this ordinary-looking girl is my junior whose name I don’t know yet.”


  “Ah…”


  Realizing she hadn’t even told me her name yet, frustration devoured her expression.

  Celebrities occasionally made similar mistakes, thinking anyone they’d meet would know them. In this world, it was often done by royals and aristocrats.

  However, he gave an unexpected answer.

  “I already know her.”


  “You do?”


  Was she really a celebrity I wasn’t aware of?

  “She’s Aries, the Hero that caused a commotion in the mollanphone community.”


  “Wow! How did you know that was me?” She asked, her expression changing from hellish to heavenly.

  “Because I’m his son.”


  “Huh?”


  “It is only proper for the son of such an outstanding Hero to be aware of everything. I even know what you’re thinking right now.”


  “Oh!”


  The answer he gave should’ve caused more suspicion, but she didn’t seem to care. Instead, she covered her reddening cheeks with both hands.

  After that, we spent time talking about various topics before finally leaving the Bandit King’s den.

  “Ah…”


  My junior looked disappointed, but exchanging mollanphone contact information with my son seemed to have cheered her up.

  She was being too obvious.

  “Did you like Green Cake that much?”


  “Yes! He’s amazing!”


  This was troublesome.

  I knew love had no borders or race, but he had no gender…


  Still, I liked that her attitude, which was uncooperative until she saw him, had completely changed.

  “Our next stop is the Northern Continent.”


  “Why are we going there?”


  “It’s a holy site for Mollanism, the popular religion of Fantasy. One cannot separate Heroes and faith from each other, you know.”


  “Are you still testing my qualities?”


  “Of course.”


  “Have I proven myself to be a great daughter-in-law, at least?”


  “Not really, no.”


  “No way! Why’s that?!”


  Even though we met by coincidence, there was no way I would introduce a young girl with such a weak spine to my son as a possible love interest of his.

  “You need to work harder to earn his love.”


  “Then leave me here. I will stay on the Eastern Continent to win him over.”


  “Aren’t you supposed to go back home soon?”


  “I’ll be delaying my departure again. There’s no man as handsome as your son back there. His smile whenever he calls you father still lingers in my head.”


  “Wow…”


  I thought she had become cooperative, but it seemed the other way around.

  If I had lied about her being a candidate to be my daughter-in-law, everything would’ve worked out according to plan, but such misdeeds didn’t sit right with my spine.

  What should I do… Ah!”


  “Farewell, senior. Thank you so much for the past two days.”


  “Another son of mine lives in the Northern Continent.”


  “…”


  “Even if everything works out for you right now, your relationship will be hindered by a racial barrier later since he’s a dragon. However, my second son is human down to his bones.”


  “Is he handsome?”


  “Do you judge others by their looks?”


  “I don’t judge people based on their looks, but everyone should take others’ appearance into consideration. Of course, it’s a different story when it comes to sir Green Cake.”


  “Hmm…”


  In that regard, we were the same.

  I judged women based on their spines.

  “So, is your son in the Northern Continent handsome?”


  “… I don’t know about that. He resembles my wife except for her spine.”


  “I’m looking forward to it!”


  “Why’s that?”


  “Because all of the women in the photos you showed me to introduce your wives were beautiful.”


  “Hmm.”


  She’d be disappointed once she learned of their personalities.

  The Addicted Spirit, quietly listening on top of my head, was already laughing so hard her shoulders were shaking.

  “Let’s go!”


  “Alright.”


  Wasn’t this my journey to finding out why I was kidnapped and brought to Fantasy?

  Why did this become a journey to introduce her to my sons?

  Beep!

  Again, I called a taxi.

  As if it was just waiting in our vicinity, an airship with a futuristic design arrived before us in less than 20 seconds.

  “Where should I take you, Hero?” The vampire wearing a sunscreen helmet asked politely.

  “To the Northern Continent’s Magic Empire.”


  The time had come to meet Kaisa and Chris.

  ****

  Northern Continent’s Magic Empire.

  It completely disappeared after I defeated my father-in-law and regressed.

  Currently, it was stated that it only existed in historical records.

  However, my son Chris founded it and gave it to his mother, calling it a birthday present.

  He created an exact replica of its former state.

  “Wow…”


  “… Why are you acting like a countryside girl, junior? Have you never seen magic?”


  “I’m sure you’re used to seeing this every day, but I’ve never seen such a sight in the Central Continent.”


  “It is the Magic Empire, after all.”


  My son restored the Magic Empire that I established when I was a cute emperor as much as possible.

  This wasn’t caused by my interference with the system, but something Chris copied from his childhood memories and the founding myth.

  He adapted the passage that the princess, sold as a slave from the Magic Kingdom, gave birth to the First Emperor in a stable, but he reembodied the rest quite well.

  When the Cute Emperor was three years old, he impregnated the Sword Princess, his mother’s best friend and escort knight, with Chris.

  The past that disappeared, the lost birth records…


  Chris artificially restored it all.

  … On a scale that ordinary people couldn’t even begin to fathom.

  “Senior.”


  “What?”


  “Is your son the Emperor of the Northern Continent?”


  “Yes.”


  I couldn’t say I was proud, though, since he didn’t hesitate to go to war to restore his birth record.

  Just as I did before, he brought the existing powerful Northern Continental powers and countries to their knees one after another, eradicating nearly all of their nobles and the dark organizations that resisted the imperial forces.

  It was similar to the ways of the Sword Princess!

  I had no intention of interfering in my children’s lives, but I couldn’t help but shake my head whenever I thought of him.

  “I understand your race now.”


  “What race?”


  “Royal Human.”


  “Ah, my race.”


  It didn’t mean I owned such a small piece of land, but I decided to let it go since she was roughly right.

  “It seems your family’s become quite renowned due to your 200 years of Heroism. I have a question, though.”


  “What?”


  “How many wives do you have? A hundred? Two hundred?”


  “Your guess is too far off. I’m not like Fugitive Senior… Anyway, officially three. If you include unofficial ones, four.”


  “Unofficial? I see.”


  “Why are you pretending to know something?”


  “Isn’t your situation similar to that story of a vile king secretly touching his maid?”


  “No, it’s not?”


  Hippolia was too close to a hot pack in my pocket to call her my wife.

  Anyway, this topic shouldn’t be discussed while visiting my wife that was exceptionally good with sharp objects.

  Mollanus, the Imperial Palace of the Magic Empire.

  The capital of the Western Continent’s vampire empire, “Empire of Eternal Night,” which boasted the largest scale, was completely moved to Fantasy 7, becoming the world’s number one in all aspects.

  Size, national power, authority, culture…


  Moreover, its emperor became so powerful he made even mollan slimes shrink.

  “Aren’t you already married to her? Are you having an affair?”


  “I’m not. What about you?”


  “Never!”


  “What do you think about having multiple handsome husbands?”


  “Well, that’s a bit of a concern…”


  Like many female Heroes I had observed, she fell into happy thoughts.

  Considering she killed Lolicoste through laughter, this wouldn’t end with just a simple delusion.

  Of course, it would be difficult for her to create a harem if she only desired top-of-the-line husbands.

  “Let’s go in.”


  “Why are you breaking in like a thief?”


  We crossed the fortress wall without entering through the front door proudly.

  A magical barrier that served as a surveillance camera was spread out throughout this place, just like in the Magic Empire’s capital, but bypassing it was child’s play for me.

  I didn’t even have to use my skills due to my experience being enough…


  beep—


  “Intruder alert! Intruder alert!

  “Go to point 294!”


  “Surround him!”


  “Surrender now, intruder!”


  … We got caught.

  We wouldn’t have been if she had been diligently following my footsteps, but my junior looked away and derailed from the path I set.

  “That’s why countryfolk shouldn’t be taken to undercover missions…”


  ã??A certain restless demonic god chuckles.ã??

  Why was he still around?

  “Didn’t you say you’re the father of the Magic Empire’s Emperor, senior? This treatment tells me otherwise…”


  “These common guards naturally don’t know me, but just you wait. My son will soon…”


  Swoosh!

  It was dangerous.

  If I reacted a little later, I would’ve been cut between my 6th and 7th cervical vertebrae, not my hair.

  “So you’ve come, dad.” The young man brazenly greeted me after cowardly launching a surprise attack.

  “Your welcome is far too cruel, Chris.”


  “You have no right to say that, considering you’ve brought a new woman with you.”


  “That’s not it!”


  This child hadn’t even scouted the situation properly yet, but he had already swung his sword at me!

  He truly did carry his mother’s blood.

  “I can’t believe your taste in women has been lowered so much.”


  “Because it hasn’t! Even if it had, you shouldn’t try to slice my spine as soon as you see me.”


  “That’s not something my father would say. There seems to be something wrong with her, too.”


  “What?”


  My junior’s expression became strange again.

  “Wow… Whoa…”


  “Hey. Are you okay?”


  “Not okay at all…”


  “Huh?”


  This was serious!

  Was she selected as a Hero because she was a socially maladjusted person who had never held a man’s hand before?

  I seriously considered that possibility.

  “… No way.”