The Whispering Tale of the Inner Voice (23)

"gold for demanding a promise," and finally, Tingit chose to yield again when asked to leave her Palace. Then after that, I returned to the Kingdom of Earth and entered my special Palace and beloved room, angry at him, muttering as I walked to the room, “All talk, no action, never kept promises, such great arrogance. I hope he goes bankrupt and is utterly destroyed, and that everything is realized by King Halla, who rules the Kingdom of Malamestinya, whom we from the Kingdom of Earth worship together, and Tingit offers special offerings and spells so that everyone in the Kingdom of Earth, especially King Spoon and Queen Fork, has their eyes, hearts, and minds opened, judging me so arbitrarily.” While I was performing a cleansing ritual, covered in honey, I and the Palace healer in the Kingdom of Earth could alternately suddenly appear in the Kingdom of Idabara, which was filled with pebbles, and were asked to say “Hey Bro, see you yaa,” which I followed because it was fun. It was told that Tingit had a golden glow when with the healer who was sweet like candy, and this was recounted after it was finished, and the glow appeared simultaneously during the cleansing. The cleansing method was simply to intend to change for the better, to feel calm and peaceful, which turned out to be aided. And it was explained to me that the Akaren Kingdom's Soldiers subtly seduced others by feeling righteous, which ultimately led to us being controlled by him and his subordinates, the Nij Soldiers, who could disguise themselves as both good and evil. According to the sorcerer, Tingit would embark on a journey starting by traversing the villagers' settlements, accompanied by my virtues. Tingit entered 1001 unknown kingdoms in the years before Christ, which currently holds true by making a certain pact with King Halla, offering my life to fulfill a promise to the Kingdom of Malamestinya, which rules all kingdoms, specifically to keep Tingit's promise to King Halla for the Kingdom of Earth. I could be described as a maniac for tinkering with kingdom-building strategies through parchments, special books, and engaging games involving treasure hunts, creating my own games from pebbles, and enhancing magical and other abilities, including natural ones. Tingit found a group, and we shared camaraderie while adventuring together; some were free riders, some spent gems or other precious metals, and on the journey, we reacted by shouting or exclaiming individually or together when we collectively fainted after being beaten up, or when I tried to survive alone and was looking for a way to wake everyone who had fainted by tickling them while avoiding the terrifying King named Ro, who massacred us, leaving us severely injured and unconscious. This made me think, if this brain is used continuously and pushed so hard, it can overheat and break down, like a furnace that, if left burning continuously, can burn down a house.