Reincarnated as a Flower, Fine then I'll bloom my own way-Chapter 39 - 37: The Three Supremes

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We keep flying for a while, then after a moment, we reach a huge cloud in the sky. The cart slowly flies higher, and within the clouds, a large silver tower with no windows stands, surrounded by a massive magical barrier.

I look at it through the window and say, "Here we are..."

The cart slowly moves closer to the magic barrier, and as we approach, a big hole appears—just large enough to fit the entire cart. We enter and the hole get refilled, and nearby, there is a flat land where other Fubokos are stationed.

Gearor lands the cart near them, gets off his seat, and slowly opens the door. I step out.

"We are here..." he says in a small voice while looking at the massive tower.

Ahead of us, four knights in platinum-blue armor and blue capes, wielding heavy weapons, approach. Gearor and I watch as they come closer.

"Are you Sumi Hana?" one of the men asks in a cold voice.

"Yes, I am..." I reply in a small voice.

"Follow us," he says before turning around and walking ahead.

We follow them through the enormous gate of the tower. Inside, the halls are dimly lit, with only small beams of light coming through the holes in the walls.

After walking for a while, we stop in front of a massive door made of silver metal. An orb is embedded in the lower part of the door. One of the knights steps forward, places his hand on the orb, and it glows with a green light. Slowly, the door begins to open.

"Go inside," the knight orders.

Gearor and I step into the dark hallway. There is no light, and after walking for a moment, we enter a vast, shadowy chamber. The only source of illumination comes from small, glowing insects that float in the air, casting dim light throughout the room. The space is filled with massive stone pillars and statues.

"So you finally arrived, huh?" a male voice speaks from the front.

I look forward and see three people sitting on large thrones made of silver and dark material.

The one in the middle is an adult-looking man with long purple hair tied back with an elastic band. His piercing blue eyes are locked onto me. To his left sits a slightly younger man with short brown hair, his eyes hidden beneath his bangs. To his right is a woman with long, fluffy blonde hair and bright yellow eyes.

All three are wearing matching attire: a green cape, a black coat underneath, and black leather pants. The woman, however, is wearing a skirt instead. Above her, a small, human-like girl, about the size of a palm, floats with the help of tiny wings. She is also dressed in the same style of clothing, tailored to her size.

[Notice: All three of them are very strong, especially the man with brown hair. He is almost as strong as Lunara.] Aries informs me.

(Oh?) I respond mentally.

[Positive. When I used True Appraisal on them, I discovered that the girl in right and the man in the middle are humans, but the one on the right is a demon.]

My eyes widen slightly. (A demon? And he's a Supreme Ruler?) I asked

[He has perfectly disguised his appearance as a human, both in looks and magical aura. It would be nearly impossible for normal people to detect his true nature.] Aries explains.

(I see... for now, let's pretend we haven't noticed.) I reply before speaking.

"Hello, my name is Sumi Hana. I received a notice that you wished to meet me, so—"

"Shut up, kid. Who allowed you to speak?" the man in the middle interrupts.

Gearor and I immediately shift to cold expressions.

"Huh?" I gasp.

"Listen here, kid. We know that you are not some god or divine creature. You're just a child who somehow possesses an abnormally high amount of magic power, and that's all."

My expression hardens, and my gaze turns icy. Gearor remains silent.

"Do you think gathering a few demi-humans and having them worship you makes you a god?" he sneers.

The woman sitting beside him clasps her hands together and speaks with a smile smiles.

"Listen, child. We don't want you to become a laughingstock in this world, so you'd better drop this act. Many others also possess extremely strong magic power, and we can't go around worshiping all of them as god, now can we? I don't even think you're that powerful."

She looks up at the tiny floating girl and murmurs, "Eli, can you use Appraisal on her?"

"Yes." Eli nods and focuses her glowing green eyes on me.

But suddenly, the glow turns red and immediately vanishes.

"Huh?" Eli gasps in shock.

"What happened?" the woman asks.

"I... I'm sorry, Miss Mira... but my Appraisal won't work on her." Eli replies in a disappointed voice.

"Oh my... how unfortunate..." Mira murmurs.

The man in the middle speaks again.

"Listen, kid. We understand that you possess power. After all, you managed to destroy the Darkon Kingdom using your minions. But that alone proves nothing. I suggest you stop this foolish act."

I lower my head slightly, my white hair falling in front of my face. In a quiet whisper, I mutter:

"Why are these humans always such a assholes..."

Gearor glances at me, sweat forming on his brow.

I raise my head, my gaze sharp and unwavering. In a cold voice, I respond

"You say they call me a god only because of my power and abilities, as if that alone defines me. But tell me, Supreme Rulers... what do they call you? A leader? A ruler? A being above all others? And yet, what have you truly done?

You sit on your thrones, issuing commands that others could fulfill themselves, basking in authority granted by a system, not earned by deeds. Your power lies in obedience, not in ability. Without your rank, without the weight of your title, what remains of you? A mere mortal, waiting for others to acknowledge your worth.

But me? They call me a god not because I demand it, not because a crown was placed upon my head, but because I have proven it to those who worship and care for me—that I am worthy of their devotion and love. And I will prove it—again and again.

Because power can be given, but true greatness? That is something earned, something that no rank or title can take away.

So I ask you, Supreme Rulers.....if power alone makes a god, then what does that make you? A king without a throne is just another man. But even without my power... I will still be me. And that is something you can never take away...."

As i said that they looked at me with a serious and angry expression

But i again speak

"If you ask me.... Then you all are nothing then just some fucking morons" i said in a serious and cold tone