Chapter 1666 – 1666. God’S Atlantis
Elena sighed after reading all the documents. The five people in front of her flinched.
“I called you because you are said to be experts in banquets. I had high expectations since two of you have planned banquets for His Majesty the Emperor. But you fall far short of my expectations. I told you when I commissioned this, that I wanted grandeur and novelty. But what is written in this proposal? Instead of splendor, there is childishness, and instead of grandeur, there is pettiness.”
One of the five stepped forward. He was the oldest man in the group. He spoke, sweating profusely.
“Your Excellency, the Phantasm Princess, nothing on this earth can be more splendid than the imperial banquets. His Majesty the Emperor would not allow it.”
“Oh, a loyal subject of His Majesty has arrived.”
Elena sneered. The suffocating silence made the five men’s legs tremble. Elena glared at them and got up from her seat, agitated.
“I will get the Emperor’s approval. You just need to plan the most extravagant banquet as I want. It doesn’t matter how much money it costs…”
She stopped mid-sentence. Her gaze slowly moved upwards.
“Are you daring to spy on me? It’s so blatant that it’s absurd.”
She raised her hand. A blue butterfly appeared from her palm. The butterfly flapped its wings and flew upwards. It seemed to fly towards me, but it soon passed through the mirror and appeared in front of me.
Elena’s stiff face relaxed.
“I wondered who it was, but it was you. Were you that curious about everything I do?”
Elena sat back down. She grabbed the stack of documents and pulled them towards herself, as if hiding them from my view.
“It seems you were doing something quite important. Sorry for interrupting.”
“No, it’s not that. Just a moment…”
I turned off the mirror’s function. The blue butterfly fluttering next to me also disappeared.
‘It’s unpleasant to be spied on unilaterally. I know that well since I’ve experienced it.’
Originally, I was planning to spy on other women, including Joo Seo-hyun, but I changed my plan.
‘Hanga, you spied on me, so I’ll spy on you too. I’m curious how you look. They say Hanga is the most beautiful woman.’
I focused on thinking about Hanga. Then, the mirror’s surface distorted and began to show something.
I saw a hazy fog. The fog was so thick that it covered my entire field of vision. I frowned at the heavy fog. Then, miraculously, the fog gradually thinned. It seemed to be thinning.
‘Now that I see it, it’s not fog but steam.’
As the fog thinned, an outline appeared. It was a large, luxurious bathhouse. Inside the spacious bathhouse, which could easily fit a hundred people, sat a single woman.
I instinctively knew that the woman was Hanga, and I zoomed in on the mirror world.
Hanga, leaning against the bath wall, was beautiful. Her jet-black hair was glossy, and her skin was flawless and white. Her hairstyle was a bit unique. She had her long hair twisted up and tied like a knot. It was a celestial maiden’s hairstyle.
And her features? Her eyes were mesmerizing, and her red lips were alluring.
Below, her figure, visible through the clear bathwater, was beyond words.
Her full breasts, which looked to be about an F cup, had no sag. The pink areolas and nipples at their tips boasted perfect shapes and proportions. They were truly luscious and vibrant.
Her waist, without an ounce of fat, was slender. Her skin was smooth, of course. The navel at her center looked lovely.
She had her legs crossed. Her beautiful white thighs overlapped, stimulating a strange lust.
Her long, slender legs were beautiful. It was as if there wasn’t a single flaw, even down to her toes.
Unfortunately, because her legs were crossed, her vagina was not clearly visible. However, what was certain was that the area below her lower abdomen was dark. She had a lot of pubic hair.
‘There’s a saying in the East that the more abundant and coarse the pubic hair, the more skilled and lewd the woman is.’
I swallowed hard.
What color would her vagina be under that pubic hair? Judging by the color of her nipples, it was likely to be a pretty pink, but it could also be a surprisingly dark, pigmented vagina. Until I confirmed it, I couldn’t be sure of the shape of her vagina. Until I saw it myself, both possibilities existed. It was Schrödinger’s vagina.
“That bitch. Her personality is shit, but I have to admit her beauty. I need to spread those legs wide and stick my cock in there to teach her a lesson…”
As if she heard me, Hanga suddenly raised her head. Her black eyes shone fiercely as she waved her slender hand in the air. The Moon Mirror appeared. It was the real Moon Mirror, not the fake one I had. I was reflected in the mirror.
Hanga’s face instantly contorted.
“That bastard I could chew up and spit out…!”
Every word was filled with murderous intent and hatred. The venom in her eyes and tone was palpable. She was definitely not an ordinary woman.
“Hello, you bitch.”
Hearing my greeting, Hanga raised her right arm to cover her chest. Contrary to her owner’s nature, her lovely nipples disappeared from view. Despite her venomous attitude, she seemed uncomfortable showing her naked body to me.
“You got the Moon Mirror. That’s not something someone like you should have!”
Crack!
The Moon Mirror cracked.
An item worth 2 million AP broke without any warning.
‘So, Hanga, who has the real Moon Mirror, is something else.’
Now that I had seen Hanga’s appearance, the 2 million AP didn’t seem like a big loss.
“Just wait a little. I’ll storm the Moon Palace and shove my cock into your vagina. I can already see you groaning under me. Heh heh. I’ll turn you into a slut. Or are you already a slut?”
“You vulgar bastard…!”
Hanga spat out a furious retort.
Crack!
The Moon Mirror broke further.
“You’ve become arrogant because you’ve attracted the attention of many gods… but no one can interfere in this! I swear on my name! You will suffer even in death! I will play with your soul for a thousand, ten thousand years!”
“Heh heh. You bitch. I want to stick my dick in your mouth right now… Soon, the Fire Rat’s Fur Coat will be in my hands. Let’s meet again soon.”
“Come! The Moon Palace will be your grave!”
Crack! Crack!
The Moon Mirror, which had barely been holding on, reached its limit. Fragments of the mirror scattered in the air. The mirror fragments reflected light, sparkling in the air. I, who had been on edge, immediately used the Flash.
[Using Flash. Remaining stacks: 6]
I saw the light reflected from the mirror fragments, aiming for my forehead.
‘Yeah. I knew you’d do something like this.’
I, who hadn’t let my guard down, ducked my head and avoided the beam of light. The beam pierced the cave ceiling and disappeared. If I had been completely unguarded, I would have been hit by the light and died.
“Customer! Are you okay!?”
“Master!”
Lotto and Okto approached me. I ignored Okto and looked at Lotto. Lotto flinched.
“Lotto.”
“It’s Loto. And, and it’s not a, a defective product. I didn’t expect to face the real original just now… Originally, all the items from Atlantis are inferior versions of the originals. Compared to the real divine items…”
I grabbed Lotto’s body, who was rambling.
“You saw it, right? Hanga and I are fighting. We’re already mortal enemies. Do you have any information about Hanga?”
“I’m sorry, but I don’t handle information.”
“That’s a shame.”
There were special merchants who sold information, so I asked just in case.
That was the end of my business here. I let go of Lotto and gestured to Okto. The quick-witted Okto prepared to leave.
“I will guide you to Mount Wol, Master!”
“Be careful, customer. If fate allows, we’ll meet again! Though that’s unlikely!”
With Lotto’s farewell, I left the cave.
Okto’s steps, leading the way, were more cheerful than when we entered the cave.
“Um, Master.”
“What.”
“Are you going to force that bitch, Hanga, to wear rabbit ears and a rabbit tail?”
“Probably after I subdue her. It’ll be a fun sight.”
“Then please allow me to make that slut’s outfit! I will make the best bunny girl outfit! If you support me with AP, I’m confident I can create a masterpiece that doesn’t exist in this world!”
“There’s also something called a reverse bunny, right? Can you do that?”
“Reverse bunny? Of course!”
“But why do you call Hanga a slut?”
“Uh… because, because she’s a slut?”
“Damn it. Did you check?”
“Not really…”
“Just call her Hanga. She’s mine, so don’t insult her carelessly. I get annoyed when someone insults my things.”
“Yes! I understand! Hanga-nim is Master’s!”
“Can you do something about that shitty way of talking?”
“It’s a habit… I’m sorry. I’ll try to fix it.”
I watched Okto’s hopping buttocks and pondered. Originally, I was planning to kill this bastard too. But he’s quite helpful. A navigator and a bunny girl outfit maker, not bad.
“Are you a male, by any chance?”
“I’m a female?”
“Hmm. I don’t need to check your vagina. You’re mostly approved.”
“A-are you sparing me?!”
“We’ll see.”
I didn’t know why a female rabbit was so obsessed with bunny girl outfits… but since she was helpful to me, I could use her.
“Stay far away when I meet Tsukuyomi.”
“Are you going to have a one-on-one meeting with Tsukuyomi? I’m a rabbit with a tight lip!”
“I plan to attack him as soon as I receive the Fire Rat’s Fur Coat.”
“…Huh?”
“I can grant the first request. But the second request, asking for the original Moon Mirror while only giving the Fire Rat’s Fur Coat, is crossing the line.”
Tsukuyomi was polite. But there was contempt for me hidden within that politeness. He probably saw me as a pawn that was easy to exploit.
“If you don’t want to get caught up and die, stay as far away as possible.”
“A-alright.”
