[Who is… the industrial complex's… new master?]
The colossal voice was heard and Yoo Jonghyuk and I simultaneously looked out the window. Judging by the noisy streets, the use of a true voice was quite tough. Yoo Jonghyuk muttered in a small voice, “A constellation of Papyrus.”
“If it is the Last Pharaoh, it is probably that woman?”
A giant mummy with an old, golden crown. Everything was covered with bandages apart from the high nose. It was just like what I read in Ways of Survival. It was clear that the body belonged to Cleopatra, the last pharaoh of Egypt.
[Who… is… Yoo Jonghyuk?]
Once again, the true voice rang out through the industrial complex. It was certainly great but neither of us were discouraged. Cleopatra was a great-grade constellation at most. Yoo Jonghyuk and I were no longer nervous regarding great constellations.
“Yoo Jonghyuk. Can you win?”
It was an opponent I couldn't afford to go against while I currently had story packs hanging from my body. Yoo Jonghyuk shook his head. “It is impossible right now. It will soon be time.”
“Are you talking about the penalty? The one where you disappear for 10 minutes a day?”
Yoo Jonghyuk didn't answer. I accepted it as agreement and looked at Cleopatra. “Then that person…”
“She won't do anything.”
“Why?”
“The Demon King Selection hasn't started yet.”
Naturally, the incarnation bodies of the constellations who weren't part of the scenario were constrained by probability. As long as the giant story hadn't opened yet, they couldn't act freely. Even so…
“Hey, have you already forgotten about Asmodeus?”
“Not everyone can act like Asmodeus.”
I knew that much. It was because the demon kings had much fewer restrictions than the constellations in the Demon World. The problem was the constellations could consume extra probability to overcome these constraints.
“Isn't Cleopatra a member of Papyrus? If she borrows the probability of the nebula…”
“Kim Dokja. You have already forgotten what they have done.”
“What?”
Before Yoo Jonghyuk could answer, I heard Cleopatra's voice in the air.
[Tell the… new ruler of the industrial complex. He will surely die… if he participates in the Demon King Selection.]
Cleopatra's body started to disappear with these words. Like a massive sand castle collapsing, the body returned to dust.
[Keep this in mind… Papyrus will never… warn you twice.]
Then why are you leaving so gently? It was strange. Usually, she would leave after killing hundreds of incarnations.
Yoo Jonghyuk opened his mouth like I was pathetic. “Have you forgotten? They forced fate on you.”
…What was this girl? Did I know her?
…Rather, why did she hate me so much?
TL: Rainbow Turtle
Chapter end
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