Chapter 54

Chapter 54. Fortune and Misfortune (5)

Majesty Yoo Jaeha cursed and glared at Basil.

Making us gamble with lifespan?

He had clearly recognized Jaeha and deliberately proposed this game.

Sure enough—

"I certainly didn't expect the Majesty of Creation to come crawling into our territory of his own free will."

I knew it.

Basil regarded Jaeha with arrogant eyes.

His mocking expression seemed to ask whether Jaeha had really been foolish enough to walk into a tiger's den.

It made Jaeha's blood boil.

He shouted angrily:

"You said the competition was supposed to be fair! How the hell is this fair?!"

"You're the manager of this place!"

"You must have an enormous lifespan thanks to everything accumulated here!"

"You could press those buttons hundreds of times!"

Despite Jaeha's outburst, Basil leisurely polished his monocle.

"If you disliked those conditions, you shouldn't have accepted the challenge."

"This city was built so that those who possess an unfair advantage may enjoy the difference between themselves and everyone else."

I'm telling you, I wasn't the one who accepted the challenge! That bastard did!

Majesty Jaeha clutched his forehead.

But when he saw the light in Jooheon's eyes as his hand hovered over the buttons, Jaeha realized that refusing to play would probably cost him his entire lifespan before the game even began.

Stay calm.

Survival comes first.

We just have to win the game, right?

To do that, they needed to select the horse with the highest Fortune.

That would give them the best chance of victory.

Apparently, Jooheon understood this too.

He gestured toward the contestants.

"You're picking the horse."

"Your Fortune is higher than mine."

"!"

Jaeha felt his blood rush to his head at Jooheon's order.

Still, he decided to remain calm.

Ultimately, the guaranteed way to win this game is to select the contestant with the highest initial Fortune.

The distinctive insight of a Majesty appeared in Jaeha's eyes.

[Authority of Creation.]

[Object Appraisal activated.]

Appraisal information appeared before him.

  • No. 1: Muscular man. Excellent stamina, but terrible luck today. (Fortune: D)

  • No. 2: Agile woman. Good equipment, but poor concentration. (Fortune: D)

  • No. 3: Experienced middle-aged man. Plenty of experience, but almost no stamina remaining. (Fortune: D)

  • No. 4: Athletic woman. Clear eyes and light, agile movements. (Fortune: C)

  • No. 5: Elderly man with a limp. (Fortune: F)

Jaeha's gaze settled on contestant number four.

"That one!"

"Number four!"

Unlike the others, a faint golden aura surrounded the woman's head.

She was the person most blessed by this city's system today.

If nothing interfered with the race, she would undoubtedly finish first.

"Number four!"

"She's the luckiest one here!"

"Please, for the love of everything, bet on her!"

My lifespan is on the line!

If they selected number four and Jooheon refrained from doing anything stupid, they would have a reasonable chance of competing even if Basil piled on every buff imaginable.

At the very least, they could avoid the worst possible outcome of losing huge chunks of lifespan.

Jooheon glanced at contestant number four and smiled wickedly.

"She's the luckiest?"

"Yes! You can't fool my eyes!"

Jooheon nodded and reached toward the buttons.

Jaeha was about to breathe a sigh of relief.

But Jooheon's finger wasn't moving toward number four.

[Selection complete.]

[Racehorse No. 5.]

"......?"

Silence.

"???"

Jaeha's mind went blank.

Number five?!

The limping old man who looked as though he might collapse at any moment?!

He was clearly nothing more than a disposable extra in this race.

"Hey..."

"Your finger slipped, right?"

"You were trying to press number four and accidentally hit the button beside it, right?"

"Please tell me that's what happened."

"Nope. I pressed the right one."

Jooheon chuckled and began repeatedly pressing the button.

Beep! Beep! Beep! Beep!

"It's boring when the luckiest person wins."

"Isn't it much more exciting when the unluckiest contestant pulls off a dramatic victory?"

"Don't you agree?"

"YOU FUCKING ASSHOLE!!"

Jaeha almost grabbed Jooheon by the collar.

But he stopped himself.

"No, listen, rookie."

"Think about this for a second."

He took a deep breath and tried to explain as rationally as possible.

"We can compensate for weak physical abilities with Artifacts."

"Explosives on their ankles? Disasters?"

"Equipment can take care of those things."

"That's why we should choose someone with at least a little more Fortune—"

Jooheon interrupted him.

"I'm going to make sure nobody can use Artifacts anyway."

"...What?"

Jaeha stared blankly at him.

Jooheon continued calmly.

"With misfortune."

"......"

Jaeha's face slowly twisted.

"THEN THAT MAKES EVEN LESS SENSE!"

"If you're going to stop everyone from using Artifacts, you should at least pick someone with good physical abilities!"

"That means number one, not number five!"

"The muscular guy! He's got the best stamina!"

Then Jooheon casually pointed at the limping old man.

"That guy is a Majesty."

"...What?"

Jaeha's mind stopped working.

"W-What did you just say?"

At that moment, Jooheon picked something up.

[Declaration of Plunder Right]

  • Activates a declaration against one designated Majesty: ‘That Artifact does not belong to you.’

  • If the declaration is accepted, the target Artifact enters a ‘Disputed’ state.

  • During a dispute, diplomatic relations, alliances, and neutrality treaties are automatically terminated.

  • If a Disputed Artifact is destroyed, one adjacent Artifact submits.

[Do you wish to use this right?]

[The declaration may be exercised against Majesty-class entities within range.]

[Available targets: 1) Yoo Jaeha, 2) Racehorse No. 5.]

"Thought so."

Jaeha's eyes widened.

"...Wait."

"That Declaration of Plunder Right only responds to Majesties."

"Yeah."

"Then I should be the only Majesty participating in this game—"

His gaze slowly shifted toward contestant number five.

"...Don't tell me."

Jooheon nodded.

"It responded to number five too."

Silence.

On the track, contestant number five stood with his head lowered, looking at the bomb strapped to his ankle.

He didn't look surprised.

Nor did he seem particularly nervous.

His expression almost seemed to say, Ah, another one of these games.

Jaeha's throat went dry.

"That old man... is a Majesty?"

"Whether he's fallen, sealed, or bankrupt..."

Jooheon spoke calmly.

"He was once someone who ruled a world."

"And if he's a Majesty..."

Jooheon tilted his head slightly.

"He must have at least one unique ability left."

Only then did Jaeha understand.

Fortune?

Physical abilities?

Those were standards used to judge ordinary humans.

But Majesties were different.

They knew how to endure calamities.

They were experienced beings who had learned to survive even in the middle of the worst disasters.

"That old man has the highest chance of surviving this race."

Jaeha slowly exhaled.

"...Holy shit."

"So that's why you picked number five."

Meanwhile, Basil glanced at Jooheon's chosen horse and chuckled.

Seo Jooheon, was it?

I heard he destroyed one of the Demeter users Betrayne had been employing.

Was he simply another gambling addict?

Basil had seen countless reckless young Majesties like him.

And every last one of them had eventually become a broken chess piece.

Exactly.

He's nothing more than a rookie in the eyes of Lady Xiao Meiling, one of the Twelve Executors.

Beep!

Basil selected contestant number four.

At last, a red signal lit up above the arena.

[Event: Odysseus's Journey Home.]

[Participants: 5.]

[Judgment Criteria: Survival + Finishing Order.]

Click.

The timers on the explosives strapped to all five contestants' ankles activated simultaneously.

Each timer was different.

None of the contestants knew how much time they had left.

"Begin."

At Basil's command, the floor split apart and the track opened.

BOOM!

The instant the contestants took their first steps, lightning struck the track.

At that moment, one contestant shoved another aside.

Thud!

"Ah! Wait!"

Contestant number one was pushed directly into the lightning and killed.

Jooheon's expression twisted.

A blue light was shining above one of the racehorses.

Number four.

The woman who had pushed number one aside the moment the race began.

Her steps became lighter, and an indicator above her head showed that her Fortune had increased.

Sure enough, Basil was pressing the Fortune-infusion button.

"Did you see that?"

Basil spoke calmly.

"Fortune is the act of stealing someone else's opportunities."

Jooheon understood exactly what the man meant.

He gave a disgusted laugh.

"Your personality is as rotten as I'd expect from the manager of a twisted Majesty."

[What are you talking about? I don't think you're in any position to criticize someone else's personality, Captain... Ow!]

Jooheon crumpled the talkative Cup-Ramen Jaeha.

Then he looked at the buttons in front of him.

Beep.

He pressed the Fortune-infusion button.

[Infusing Fortune into the selected horse at the cost of lifespan.]

At the same time, a system message appeared above Majesty Yoo Jaeha.

[Joint Guarantee activated.]

[Lifespan: -1 year.]

The Fortune Jooheon had paid for flowed into the elderly contestant.

Number five looked at Jooheon in confusion.

Meanwhile, Majesty Jaeha was about to grab Jooheon by the collar.

"You crazy bastard! You're actually using it?!"

But Jooheon kept pressing the buttons.

Beep! Beep! Beep! Beep! Beep!

[Lifespan: -1 year.]

[Lifespan: -1 year.]

[Lifespan: -1 year.]

"You...!"

Jaeha's face turned deathly white.

Jooheon was smiling.

"Hey, Majesty of Creation."

He kept his eyes on the track.

"You're alive, aren't you? If you're alive, you can afford to share a little lifespan."

THEN USE YOUR OWN LIFESPAN!

"More importantly, why are you sharing it with the other horses too?!"

"Just pour everything into number five!"

"Because of what I'm about to do next."

"What?"

Instead of answering, Jooheon released his misfortune.

The atmosphere throughout the arena distorted unpleasantly.

BOOM!

Contestant number four, whose Fortune had been increasing, suddenly stumbled.

"Huh?"

THUD!!

She fell on perfectly clear ground.

The timer on the bomb strapped to her ankle rapidly accelerated.

"!"

Basil frowned.

Why?

Jooheon grinned and pressed the button again.

(To be continued.)

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