Chapter 117
Translator: uly
Chapter: 117
Chapter Title: Became the Gallery's Only Reptile
[Breath... gets easier?]
"Yawn~."
This was the peaceful Jijiyong community.
A woman leisurely lying in bed refreshes the community from the morning, checking it out.
"I wish every day was a weekend."
While savoring the sweet time gifted by the weekend and browsing the community from the morning...
"Hm?"
A post that caught her interest popped up at the top.
[Jijiyong Collab Leak]
"Jijiyong is doing a collab?"
Honestly, she couldn't believe it.
Given the community's atmosphere... it was probably just an aggro post.
However, the rising likes and comments with each refresh sparked a sliver of curiosity, making her finger move.
Click.
And before her eyes after clicking the post...
"Aaaah! Fuck!!"
She witnessed something utterly miserable, completely unrelated to the title—what was commonly known as a tactical nuke.
She should've never clicked.
She should've been suspicious because there was a photo.
"Ahh, I shouldn't have taken interest. I shouldn't have been curious."
But what could she do?
She wasn't the type with enough self-control to overcome her curiosity.
But her actions didn't always lead to bad outcomes.
[Do you guys know about the Star Seat Tower?]
"Star Seat Tower? Isn't that the game from a while back?"
Like right now.
Very occasionally, she could stumble upon unexpected, valuable info.
[Do you guys know about the Star Conquest Tower?]
Author: Anonymous
You know that roguelike game where you climb a tower. They're remaking it this time.
"Star Conquest Tower. They're remaking that?"
It was a roguelike game popular enough in the past that even she, who hadn't played anything but Jijiyong lately, knew of it.
A game where you climb a tower while defeating forces trying to hinder the protagonist, Star Seat... or something like that?
"Well, it's some fresh info... but promo posts on other communities are a bit much."
She wasn't the only one thinking that, as the promo post started accumulating harsh criticism.
[Guys, there's a reason I brought up Star Conquest Tower here]
Author: Anonymous
I posted because the Star Conquest Tower remake is collabing with Jijiyong.
Why would we collab with a flop game?
└ Not a flop fuck
└ LOLOL 1 arrest
"Collab... tactical nuke... ugh! My head...!"
As something from the past she had barely forgotten tried to resurface, her brain naturally inflicted pain, forcibly shutting down her thoughts.
[What? That old shit game remake is doing a mutual collab with Jijiyong?]
Author: Anonymous
What, did they get blackmailed or something?
We have our league, Star Conquest Tower is a bit...
└ Staying neutral for now.
Collabs happen, why the freakout?
└ So what's Star Conquest Tower?
"Rage...?"
For the constellations, rage was another name for Satan, so Apollon naturally thought of Satan upon Baalzebub's words, but soon shook his head, deeming it unlikely.
To personally command the killing of the singularity to incite the rage of Satan, who leads Pandemonium.
'Then who could it be.'
If someone was mentioned alongside Satan with the word 'rage,' they were surely no ordinary being.
'Sprouts the seed of quiet rage...'
Did that mean the rage wasn't outwardly visible yet?
And using the word 'seed' suggested that what they sought was closer to an unpolished gem than a perfected jewel.
And with 'rage,' that gem had potential to grow to rival Satan at maximum.
'Unlikely, but in the worst case, it could surpass even Satan.'
"Doesn't overthinking like that tire you out? I think emptying your mind sometimes isn't bad."
Oh no, had he been lost in thought too long?
Making such a mistake with the other party right there.
"I express my gratitude for your aid."
"Well, I follow Satan's words like the others~ but this time, it's kinda rubbing me the wrong way, you know?"
Crunch.
"Daring to leave us aside and pick some weird top as successor? Even I'd be pissed."
"If you hate it that much, just come join our side."
"Nah, can't. No matter what, a subordinate can't rebel."
No matter what, Satan represented Pandemonium.
No intention of openly defying such a figure's orders.
Then why pass on the info?
...Because he wasn't stepping up personally, so it's fine anyway!
"Up we go."
Baalzebub figured this intel was enough and started to rise.
Snacks all eaten, time to return to his domain.
Thud.
"Huh?"
"You barge in as you please, and now leave as you please?"
Alright, seems everyone's forgetting, so let's remind them.
This place was Artemis's domain.
And the Baalzebub before her eyes was an intruder who entered someone else's home without permission.
But the intruder who waltzed in now tries to waltz out?
Grip.
"Ow ow?!"
"Who said I'd let you off easy?"
Would Artemis, infamous for her wild temper, just let it slide?
"I gave you info, so letting me go..."
"Think that'll fly?"
No, it won't. Yes... sorry.
Baalzebub dropped his head in resignation.
If he got serious, escaping wouldn't be impossible... but that might spark a real war with Artemis.
Better to take the punishment here for the future, and for both sides.
"So, what're you gonna do with me?"
"Just. One hit."
"Ehh."
If it were material compensation, he'd hand it over without hesitation.
Baalzebub knew.
This goddess before him was no ordinary constellation.
Plus, her contracted climber had been rampaging properly, making her even stronger lately.
'No thanks.'
For real.
Really, really didn't want to get hit.
But refusing might start a war.
"P-Please go easy..."
Whoosh.
As Baalzebub spread his arms awaiting the strike, Artemis released her grip, stepped back a few paces, and drew a single, unnaturally gleaming arrow.
'This might put me in bed for days if it goes wrong.'
Recognizing the power infused in that one arrow, Baalzebub sweated coldly, bracing for the coming pain.
In a pose like a condemned prisoner awaiting execution, Apollon nearby gave a pitying look, then moved to Artemis's side.
Pity or not, he couldn't stay close and risk getting caught in the attack.
Creak.
The bowstring drawn with such force bent the bow limbs at an eerie angle, almost screaming—as if testing its limits.
But no worries.
This was Artemis's most cherished weapon.
A divine tool that had enabled her brutal attacks countless times.
"You intruded into my domain without permission. And you targeted my contracted climber, sending vile assassins."
"You knew that? Wait, no, those weren't from me, someone else..."
"For that sin, I judge you, Baalzebub. I sentence you to the punishment of the Full Moon."
"Kek! That crazy arrow?!"
Full Moon.
It was the name of the arrow Artemis possessed, and the name of the punishment that judged foes.
Reflecting her wild nature, those struck experienced immense agony.
And the scary part? No matter the pain, it never led to death.
As if death itself was a luxury you didn't deserve.
Shiver shiver shiver.
No fool would mock fearing a mere arrow upon hearing 'Full Moon.'
This was torture insane enough to make even Satan recoil!
'Or maybe Satan would prepare something worse.'
That was Baalzebub's final thought in Artemis's domain.