Jang Hayoung started talking in earnest with the Abyssal Black Flame Dragon and laughed with pleasure. I watched Jang Hayoung and slightly scolded him,
“What's so funny?”
“It's just funny to talk to this kid.”
Jang Hayoung was a strange guy who treated a high ranking constellation as a friend but the even more ridiculous thing was that the Abyssal Black Flame Dragon had sent a reply.
This jerk only cared about Han Sooyoung so why was he responding to the wrong message?
Then as if to defend the black dragon, Jang Hayoung shook his head. “I don't think he is a bad guy like you think.”
“What nonsense is this? Did you fall for him?”
“He is more gentle when speaking than you think.”
“Gentle? A bastard who replied to a 15 year old schoolgirl is gentle?”
I wondered if I should explain the nasty context when Jang Hayoung replied, “He replied because I am 15 years old.”
“What? He replied because you are 15 years old? What a complete trash.”
I knew that the Abyssal Black Flame Dragon was cruel and tasteless but I didn't know he had such preferences. I was suddenly a bit worried for Han Sooyoung.
“Why are you so agitated? He is just happy to have a friend. He says he is 15 years old.”
“What bullshit! I don't know how old he is but is there a 15 year old constellation?”
At this moment, a setting suddenly rose in my mind.
「The constellations living in the eternal Star Stream are accustomed to confining themselves in certain frameworks to protect their sense of self. A representative example is age. They tend to transfer themselves to a specific age and think they are that age. 」
…Don't tell me? Even so, wasn't 15 years old too much? Really?
Then a scream was heard from inside the meeting room. It was Han Myungoh. I turned and spoke to the startled Jang Hayoung.
“I have to go talk to him. I'll be back in a minute.”
“I know. What should I ask?”
“Just let him go. In any case, he isn't a warrior. I'd rather you talk to someone else. Don't you have the list I gave you earlier? Try them again.”
Jang Hayoung nodded. I was uneasy after seeing his excited expression but I thought it would be okay. This was originally his ability.
The awakening of the Unidentified Wall was a bit faster than the original novel but this was the best for now. The industrial complex's revolution was impossible without the help of the wall.
I opened the door to the meeting room. Han Myungoh had just woken up and was covered in sweat.
“Why did I faint?”
I quietly closed the door of the meeting room and replied, “You fainted after remembering the pain of childbirth.”
Sweat was flowing down Han Myungoh's face like he had a nightmare.
“That's it?”
“Asmodeus probably cursed you as well.”
“That son of a bitch…”
Han Myungoh expressed his hatred for the demon king more directly than before. It was originally a dangerous thing but now he had left Asmodeus' sight thanks to the Four Yin Demonic Beheading Sword.
I pulled out the chair again and sat back down.
“Listen again. What child did you give birth to and why did you receive Asmodeus' favour?”
Chapter end
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