Chapter 420.1: Loophole ②
*Yareyare* Good grief, that man is really a pain in the ass.
The problem that has been plaguing the city for the past few days showed signs of being resolved for the time being, and I, Cross Code, the Class 9, the ruler and pinnacle of the highly mobile fortress city, sigh deeply.
For a long time, no one has been to my base, the Royal Tower, except for myself. I even get the illusion that I am the only person in the world when I am sitting alone in the deserted Royal Tower.
The battle for the throne begins after my death. By creating an environment where my children compete to become king, my final task as king is half-done. Now the only question left is when my body will stop moving.
The battle for the throne is something I had planned long ago. I decided how many children I would have, what kind of education would be given to them, and which areas they would be given to with which nobles. Code did not move much during my reign, but instead accumulated resources. The next generation of Code will have access to a much greater military force than the first Code, which attempted to take over the world.
My long-standing duties are coming to a close. My final task is to wait for death alone in the Royal Tower.
Maybe that is why I found myself checking on Alisha, who I have suddenly been interacting more lately.
Alisha Code. A spare member of the Royal Family, born at the request of the nobles. A daughter born from my genes with Code’s system which stipulates that she has the right to inherit the throne, although she has no involvement in the battle for the throne.
I randomly assigned her a minimal area and confined her to a building in the center of it, leaving all management to the city system and the nobles, refusing to meddle with any of them. I have never seen or received a message from them. I had no interest in her at all. My duty as the current King of Code that I self-imposed on myself is to connect a powerful Code to an even more powerful king, so investing my resources as king in anything other than that would be a waste. Most likely, if Cry hadn’t done something unnecessary, I would probably have never seen Alisha and my life would have ended in satisfaction.