To Four Thousand Years Later

Solomon has not forgotten that his main task is to let human civilization enter the galaxy age and achieve independence within four thousand years.

"Independent..."

He murmured, realizing something.

I didn't feel it before. But now he began to wonder if there was an observatory or something near the earth...

When feeling this way, Solomon had a vague illusion that something was staring at him.

...probably a psychological effect.

But even with anxiety, the current Solomon is helpless. can only be put on hold

But he himself secretly kept this matter in his heart. Although he may be the only one in the whole world who knows what this means...

"Asmodeus."

Solomon put his hand on the calf of the angel statue, turned his back to Asmodeus and said suddenly, "Do you want to sign a contract with me?"

Baimon behind him was startled.

"No, Solomon!"

He immediately objected: "You only have ten years to live—"

"Five or six years is enough."

Solomon said calmly: "Although I feel sorry for Floros and Baal...but I think it is meaningful to sign with Asmodeus. Five years is enough."

"...but you're only twenty years old."

Baimon's lips moved slightly, and he whispered.

Asmodeus on the side looked over in surprise.

"Which demon **** did you sign a contract with, King Solomon?"

she asked.

Solomon coughed lightly, and said nonchalantly, "There is also Yastaru. In addition, Floros and Baal are here with me, but they didn't sign the contract..."

As he spoke, rubbing the ring on his right hand, he made up his mind.

"Yastalu, come here with Baal... and Floros if he's okay. I'm in the temple."

He whispered, "I have something important to tell you."

A few seconds later, the air around Solomon suddenly burned, and Baal, whose eyes were as bright as the sun, stepped out of it. After seeing Asmodeus, her pupils shrank slightly.

After a while, Yastaru dragged Floros down lightly at the gate of the temple, then threw the old prophet and trotted over. And Floros grinned and stamped his feet on the ground, then walked in unsteadily, and went to the small hall on the right side of the outer hall, let the construction workers waiting there leave first, and let them go for a long time Fake.

Yastaru also saw Asmodeus, but she just didn't react as if she didn't see it. He just trotted all the way to Solomon's side with a smile on his face, and plunged into his arms with a thud.

"My lord, I'm here..."

She pressed her face into Solomon's arms, and said in a very soft voice, "Also... I don't think it's good for you to be with that person."

Asmodeus raised his brows when he heard the words, just about to say something, after thinking about it, he coughed lightly and closed his mouth.

"Relax, Yastaru."

Solomon stroked her hair, giving up trying to get her out of his arms—he didn't have the strength either.

Although Yastaru looks soft and warm, and is very light to hold, she possesses a terrifying strange power... The two angel statues at the entrance of the inner hall were carried by her with each hand.

When she was thumping her head in his arms, Solomon felt a little suffocated after being hit...

He looked around at the demon gods around him, and said in a deep voice: "Everyone, I have decided to sign a contract with Asmodeus—of course, before my lifespan is exhausted, I will also sign a contract with you, Baal."

He added the second half of the sentence temporarily to Baal who was looking unhappy.

"But my lord, you only have ten years of life left..."

Yastaru looked at Solomon worriedly, and then glared at Asmodeus with sharp eyes: "Did that woman charm you—"

"No, it's not...Let me just say it directly."

Solomon said frankly: "Although I will die eventually, I will definitely be resurrected. It may be five or six hundred years, or it may be eight or nine hundred years...but at most it will not exceed a thousand years."

"It doesn't have to be where, and it doesn't have to be with what identity... But I will be reborn eventually. And more than once..."

Solomon looked at his ring and said in a low voice: "But by then, I may not be able to find you all. I am also worried that you will disappear suddenly one day... So, I want to sign a contract with you first .”

"In that case, even Floros-"

Yastaru strongly protested.

Solomon shook his head: "No. My ring will eventually be entrusted to Floros for my safekeeping. Because he has the ability to predict the future, he can know when and where I will be resurrected... and any of you That couldn't have been predicted."

As he said that, he looked at Floros: "Flauros, can I sign a contract with Asmodeus?"

"Can."

Floros nodded: "Master Asmodeus is also a very high personality. You can use her to control other unsigned demon gods... It would be better to say."

Yastaru bit his lip unwillingly.

She could know that what Solomon said was not a lie. And since Solomon will be resurrected, it makes sense that he did some weird things...

For example, why did he promise to give the country to Gaza; and for example, what are the slates he buried deep in various places to praise himself and derogate himself...

However, Yastaru simply didn't want Solomon-sama to sign a contract with this woman—no, not just this woman. As long as she signed a contract with a demon **** with a female attitude, she didn't like it. After all, she was the only female demon **** who signed a contract with Solomon.

...Although there are only two in total.

If it's really not good, it's better to be ugly...

However, the strange charm surging in Asmodeus made Yastaru vigilant and hugged Solomon tightly.

—Compared with myself, do adults like Asmodeus more?

Yastaru was very disturbed. It's like a pet dog seeing a cat brought back by its owner from outside.

"Take it easy, Yastaru..."

Solomon also saw Yastaru's uneasiness, and he also knew why she was so nervous. He just comforted her softly, resting his forehead on hers. It took a long time before she finally softened.

"You don't have to worry, Yastaru."

Asmodeus looked at the immature girl who had crushed the mountain of God in a rage with some amusement, but said calmly: "I am different from Baal, I will not stay here for long. I am the Queen of Sheba now , I am responsible for my people."

"…what?"

Yastalu was taken aback, and pulled his head out of Solomon's arms: "Aren't you here?"

"I will not stay in Israel."

Asmodeus nodded in confirmation, and said to Solomon: "I told you in advance, I can only give you blessings... Before Sheba is destroyed, I will not follow you around. I can only give you control over the wilderness and ocean currents." The blessing of God, allowing you to walk on swamps and water without being poisoned or suffocated. Five years of life, and maybe half of your life in each future life in exchange for these useless abilities...Are you sure?"

"Sure."

Solomon said calmly.

He doesn't want to live long—rather, if he lives too long in a certain life, it would be bad for him to develop feelings for this country.

His life limit is the deadline that spurs him to work continuously and not to enjoy himself. For the former social animal Solomon, with the dead line, the work efficiency can definitely be said to be doubled...

And, if he really has work left undone, he can try to take the throne too - it's definitely not hard for him. As long as he takes the throne, he can become young again.

Compared with the lost lifespan, it is much more important to tie a high-level demon **** who will leave soon to one's chariot.

A high-level demon god, they can contract other demon gods lower than themselves. Although the subordinates under him are not necessarily his subordinates, through this method, Solomon can indirectly control many demon gods.

In the future, this might be of great use.

"I'm sure, Asmodeus."

Solomon repeated to Asmodeus, hugging Yastaru who still didn't want to let go, and didn't want to watch this scene, and stretched out his right hand with the ring to Asmodeus from behind her: "Sign a contract with me."

"Then, as you wish."

Asmodeus chuckled, knelt down to Solomon, and cupped his right hand.

Then, she slowly opened her mouth, kissed Solomon's middle finger, slowly licked and swallowed his ring-wearing **** from the fingertip, and kissed his ring deeply like a snake.

The next moment, Solomon's sense of presence skyrocketed again.