OF COURSE, dragons are very wealthy since they accumulate wealth during their long lives.
Plus, Zirkus remembered some lines from the original novel that talked about dragons.
[“The dragons were said to be the Guardian Knights of the gods when the gods still roamed the human world.”]
That would explain why Klaus Irvin’s family had Holy Artifacts they could give away as prizes for a silly Treasure Hunting Game.
[“The dragons should have been the human race’s last line of defense. They were supposed to protect humans in place of the gods who abandoned this world. But the death of Rivo Creswell’s dragon friend caused a great rift between the dragons and the humans.”]
If Enzo Fenton hadn’t killed Klaus Irvin in the original novel, then the dragons would have protected the humans from the dungeons and Sea Monsters that invaded the world.
That’s why that scary punk is a Disaster.
Speak of the devil…
What is he doing in front of my room?!
Zirkus, who returned to his original face after an hour, went back to the dormitory to find Enzo Fenton waiting for him…
… with Klaus Irvin.
The golden dude!
“Enzo, come on,” Klaus said while literally clinging to Enzo Fenton’s arm.
“Come and join my Treasure Hunt Game next weekend. Rivo and Nixie can’t join this time, so I hope you could at least come and play with me that day~”
Zirkus’ eyes opened wide.
It’s the Treasure Hunt Game where you can get free Holy Artifacts!
“Rivo and Nixie can’t come because the three of us already made plans for that weekend,” Enzo Fenton said indifferently.
“And I don’t want to play with you.”
Zirkus gasped when Enzo Fenton declined the dragon dude’s invitation.
This crazy bastard…!
“There you are, Zirkus Huxford,” Enzo Fenton, who noticed Zirkus because the latter gasped earlier, said while looking at Zirkus as if he were a predator silently observing his prey.
“I’ve been looking for you all morning––”
“I know,” Zirkus said, cutting Enzo Fenton off.
He also purposely ignored Klaus Irvin, who covered his eyes with his hands as if he didn’t want to see Zirkus’ ugly face.
“Let’s talk, Classmate.”
***
OF COURSE, Zirkus was forced to serve instant ramen to Enzo Fenton again.
I bet he’s only looking for me all day because he wanted to eat ramen.
“Were you hiding from me all day?”
“Why would I hide from the person I wanted to be friends with?”
“You’re full of bullshit.”
“Don’t curse in front of food.”
Enzo Fenton just ignored him as he began eating his bowl of instant ramen.
Yep, he’s only here to eat.
Just when Zirkus began eating, Enzo Fenton suddenly dropped a bomb on him.
“That was the trashiest first three chapters of fiction I’ve read in my entire life.”
Aigoo.
“Instead of giving a harsh review without context, why don’t you give some constructive criticism first?” Zirkus complained.
“Why are you calling it trash?”
“First, the names of the three main characters suck,” Enzo Fenton complained.
“The female lead is ‘Pink,’ the other male lead is ‘Black,’ and the hero is ‘Garuto.’ His name sounds weird, but at least he’s not named after his blond hair.”
“In my opinion, ‘Pink’ and ‘Black’ are brilliant names because they’re easy to remember.”
“The author gave the hero a decent name, then named the other two main characters after their hair color–– that’s lazy writing.”
Zirkus just lifted the bowl and slurped the soup loudly while ignoring the villain’s criticism.
“Garuto is the hero, and he has feelings for Pink ever since they were kids,” Enzo Fenton continued with his rant.
“But why did Garuto easily give up on Pink just because he found out that his other friend, Black, has feelings for her, too?”
Because I want you to give up on Nixie Winslet before it’s too late.
“Classmate, Garuto confessed properly and Pink rejected him respectfully,” Zirkus said patiently.
“Garuto may act like the village idiot, but he knows how to handle rejection well. You should learn a thing or two from him.”
“I have neither confessed nor gotten rejected.”
“Did I say anything?”
Enzo Fenton ignored his last remark and proceeded to criticize Sol Kang’s ‘Garuto and the Hidden Soul Village.’ “The setting of the story is messy. Garuto, Pink, and Black are attending a school to become ninjas.”
The future Disaster knew what a ‘ninja’ was because Zirkus described it well in the story that he wrote.
“But in the third chapter, the author suddenly killed off Garuto,” Enzo Fenton said, obviously annoyed.
“This is the first time I’ve read a story where the main character died so early in the story.”
Zirkus grinned, proud of himself for that twist.
“Choi Jeno is a genius, isn’t he?”
“What ‘genius?'” Enzo Fenton asked, scoffing.
He shrugged.
“Well, you have to continue reading the story to find out.”
“The death reaper said he’d bring Garuto to the Hidden Soul Village and make him fight evil ghosts called ‘Shallows,'” Enzo Fenton continued in a frustrated voice.
“But it was also hinted that Garuto could still be revived. Will Pink and Black look for a necromancer to bring Garuto back to life?”
Not a necromancer.
Pink and Black will search for seven crystal balls and summon an Asian dragon, then wish for Garuto to be revived.
Probably.
“Do you want me to give you spoilers?”
“No,” Enzo Fenton said firmly while shaking his head.
“Just give me the next three chapters as soon as possible.”
“Heh,” Zirkus said, smirking.
“I thought the story was trash?”
“It is–– but I need to know what happens next for the sake of my peace of mind.”
“Let’s make a deal this time, Enzo.”
Zirkus called the villain by his first name instead of his full name to test the waters.
Fortunately, he didn’t react negatively.
Whew.
“What deal?”
“I heard Klaus Irvin invited you to his Treasure Hunting Game,” Zirkus said as calmly as he could.
“If you take me with you, I’ll give you FIVE new chapters.”
“As I said earlier, Rivo, Nixie, and I already made plans for that weekend,” Enzo said indifferently.
“If you want to join the treasure hunt, why don’t you just ask Klaus Irvin for an invite? He’s pretty generous.”
“Klaus Irvin is only generous to good-looking people like you, dude. Didn’t you see how your friend ran away as soon as he saw me earlier?” Zirkus clicked his tongue, then he pointed at his face.
“This face won’t get me an invitation from Klaus Irvin.”
Enzo Fenton nodded in agreement.
“Understandable, have a good day.”
***
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