[Coins Possessed: 5,490,875 C]
The endlessly climbing coins finally stopped at the peak. I doubted my eyes several times as I stared at this unbelievable number.
[…Young man, how much did you earn?]
I looked around and saw the Mass Production Maker's blank expression. The old man must've made a great profit since he bet 150,000 coins earlier. The dividend must be at least five times…
[The constellation 'Prisoner of the Golden Headband' envies you.]
[The constellation 'Loan Shark Aiming for the Heart' is craving your coins!]
Even the always stern looking Persephone was smiling. For reference, the queen of the Underworld bet 300,000 coins.
…The Underworld must've gained a lot?
[Nonsense! This is ridiculous!]
Most of the constellations were filled with great despair apart from the three of us. I just needed to see their expressions to know how much coins they had lost. The constellations who bet a small amount to relieve their boredom looked sad but those who bet over 100,000 coins…
[Uwaaah!]
They were filled with anger. There were some constellations on the verge of bankruptcy. For example, that guy.
[The constellation 'Brash Swamp Predator' is revealing enormous hostility towards you.]
[Grab that guy!]
The constellations who lost their coins, including the Brash Swamp Predator' were approaching me. He lost his reason along with the coins and was prepared to throw himself into Han River.
The constellations who noticed withdrew from my side. However, there was one constellation who didn't back down. It was the queen of the Underworld, Persephone.
[Everybody back off. How long are you going to act so ugly?]
Her 'status' was reminiscent of the cold night air and the approaching constellations faltered. However, some constellations were so agitated that they couldn't be cooled by the night breeze.
[Queen of the Underworld! Did you win some coins just now?]
[Get out of here! It has nothing to do with you!]
The atmosphere became heated and some of the watching high-ranking constellations intervened.
[Maintain your courtesy.]
It was the Morning Star Goddess who was familiar with Persephone. Nevertheless, the Brash Swamp Predator had already lost his senses and didn't hesitate.
[…Courtesy? Fuck courtesy…!]
As soon as the Brash Swamp Predator released his status, the other constellations also raised their status. Powerful sparks filled the air as a notice of the imminent conflict.
[The wish ticket used by the constellation 'Demon King of Salvation' is in effect.]
Suddenly, intense sparks filled the hall and the movements of the agitated constellations stopped. A portal opened on the white ceiling while everyone hesitated. Beyond the portal was a sinister aura. It wasn't an outer god but it was clearly something immense.
Who was this? This was obviously above the highest ranked constellations…
The atmosphere tore apart and a strange creature appeared through the portal. The mysterious aura around his body was unmatched but he was neither a god or constellation. The man was dressed in a magician's costume with an old-fashioned cane.
[…A dokkaebi?]
TL: Rainbow Turtle
Chapter end
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