The Manic Tyrant and his Monster Tree

Monkero on the loose

'Good job, Monkero.'

Caesar was really happy at this weird twist of fate.

The people whom he wanted to abolish for so long were now treating him as their Lord?

If this is not his chance to rule over them and get all the revenge he wanted for years, then what could it be?

His lips curved upwards. But there was no warmth in them any longer. They showed ridicule to the people who continued bowing their torsos in front of him.

'My time has finally come.'

He wanted to show some of his powers immediately over them but his sanity returned in time to remind him of his priorities.

His first and foremost priority should be to find his son, who left home in anger.

But then his gaze fell over the people in front of him once again.

They were all still bowing to him.

This gave him a hint. Since they were bowing to him, it meant that Monkero had passed through this place for sure, right?

That was good news. At least now he could be sure that he was on the correct path.

He then looked at the man who offered him his help and asked him, "Which way did Monkero go?"

Though the man did not know who the so-called 'Monkero' was, in a small town like theirs it is not difficult to find that the new name would belong to the new creature they had just seen passing through their street.

Hence without asking for any question, the man pointed his finger in the direction Monkero had just left and spoke respectfully, "That way, My Lord."

Caesar looked at the direction and went that way without saying another word more to the man who just helped him. He did not care to speak another word to that man.

The man bowed his head at Caesar's back as if it was normal for being treated that way by him.

After all, which King would thank their subjects for helping them? Of course there may be a few that were raised to be polite since their childhood but that doesn't mean it was usual for all the Kings to do so.

Caesar turned right after taking a few steps following the man's direction and found a few more people on the streets.

They too bowed their torsos and greeted him respectfully just like the ones in the previous street had done earlier, "My Lord!"

Caesar was already used to this special treatment and he gave a slight nod before asking them for Monkero.

Following their directions, Caesar continued walking in search of son.

Only after running around for almost half the town did Caesar understand how fast his son was. He not only covered half of the town so fast but he also managed to hypnotize everyone living in those streets to treat him as their King.

If it was only the people who were standing out on the streets that were hypnotized by Monkero, then Caesar would not have been so surprised.

But what surprised him was that the kid not only hypnotized the people standing outside on the streets but also every single person staying inside the houses or buildings that were located in those streets.

So, by the time Caesar walked the streets over half the town, Monkero had managed to enter every single house and building and hypnotize everyone.

By the time he was walking on the streets in search of Monkero, Caesar found everyone coming out of their houses only for the purpose of greeting their King, that is him.

The speed of the kid was what surprised Caesar the most.

While the monkey-like kid was jumping around the buildings and hypnotizing everyone he could find, Caesar, who was following behind him was now standing in the center of the street, was holding his waist while panting.

He was really exhausted by running around searching for his son for so long.

He took deep breaths to catch up on his breath while sweat covered his back.

'Just how long is this kid going to run around?'

Then again after catching up on his breath, he asked a person at the side for the direction at which Mokero left.

When he looked at the lane at which the person directed, there were dark lines all over Caesar's forehead.

He finally understood what this kid was trying to do.

The kid was on a spree to make the entire town his subjects.

He doesn't know if it was just an action of his sudden anger or if it was an action after some careful consideration that his Father should be respected by everyone in the town.

Whatever be the case, Monkero is now definitely in the goal of making everyone in the town greet his Father respectfully using the words, "My Lord."

Caesar couldn't help sigh.