The King of Pacts

What else? Isn't it cute?

Cong Yu's eyes clearly conveyed this, and then, under Hong's surprised gaze, he said calmly, "I just don't usually like to say things like that, it doesn't mean I'm incapable of finding others 'cute'."

"..." However, Hong's expression did not become relieved by Cong Yu's simple and clear explanation. On the contrary, Hong's eyes changed from "surprise" to worry.

He looked at Cong Yu's head with concern.

He even reached out and touched it...

As the "school doctor," I tentatively checked whether Cong Yu had a fever... but it turned out she didn't.

Cong Yu's forehead was cool.

Sister, are you crazy...?

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"Wow, this is your senior's restaurant?"

"Oh oh oh mmm ah ah ah!!"

"So envious!"

The members of the Wind City High School Members-Only Restaurant Club arrived at the restaurant owned by the club's senior members, who were third-year students.

The graduating third-year students, who will be starting their own businesses at the end of next semester, have been preparing for this break...

With the help of some of the wealthier members, they saved up money to open this members-only restaurant in a prime location in Wind City.

Then, during the holidays, members of the club came to visit.

"Come, have some tea!"

"Barley tea! Barley tea!"

"Okay, sure!"

Amidst the noise, the club's senior member coughed lightly. "Ahem, it's not officially open yet, but the interior design is quite nice, isn't it?"

"Absolutely beautiful, absolutely gorgeous!"

"Yes! It smells so good!"

"Very good (appreciative)"

"..." While everyone was showering him with praise, a bespectacled member sat to the side, seemingly deep in thought.

"Speaking of which, senior..."

As he said this, he leaned back on the sofa and asked, "Will our restaurant continue to primarily serve authentic Indian cuisine?"

I feel that this kind of cuisine might not be very popular in Wind City.

The main problem is that people's digestive systems can't handle it.

The food was eaten in the morning, X was defecated in the morning, X was defecated at noon, X was defecated in the afternoon, X was defecated at night... The person passed away in the middle of the night.

"Oh, actually I wanted to make omakase (chef-prepared) that's mainly Indian-style... whatever we serve, the guests eat."

The senior, leaning back on the sofa, gave a cryptic smile, "Binbin, don't worry. As the saying goes, humans have three great desires: appetite, sexual desire, and the desire to sleep. Appetite is the foundation of these three desires. When animals and humans eat delicious food, they can experience pleasure."

"Our members-only restaurant offers unparalleled culinary experiences. We specially customize our dishes... However, no waste is allowed in this restaurant. There are rewards for finishing your food and penalties for not finishing it."

As he said this, the senior colleague put on his chef's uniform, then looked at the junior member beside him. "Hey, were you peeking while I was changing?!"

"Is... is there any need to look at this (feeling guilty)?"

"..."

"How about this, I'll cook something for you to try."

?"

The senior said this, stretching his limbs like a wild beast. "There's a reward for finishing the food, and a punishment for not finishing it."

The members immediately showed expressions of anticipation.

"Okay, bring it up quickly!"

"A great era is coming!"

"That's right!"

"So, what would you all like to drink?"

What is it?

"Soda Yo!"

Finally, everyone went home with clean, hygienic mouths full of the aroma of spices, and with the spicy fruit given to them by their seniors.

Because this world was still considered a normal world, everyone ended up enjoying a normal Indian meal.

This is truly cause for celebration!

Although many people stayed up until the wee hours of the morning... but that's another story.

Chapter 512 King of Pact

"End the war... um..."

"The King of Pact" said, looking at Semaiebo and Eileen Greneau in front of him, "If you're joking, I don't mind... It's good to take a break during work."

As for the "King of Pact," Semaiebo, a local, pointed to the ground and said, "I'm not joking! This land cannot withstand any more war!"

"Families are torn apart, children have lost their parents, the elderly have lost their children, and all you see are ruins... People even think this is how it should be!"

"Our land, our rivers... even if the war is over, how will we rebuild them?"

"Our history and traditions have vanished," Semaiebo said, glancing at the seemingly indifferent "King of Pact."

"The wounds in people's hearts can never be healed... Fear and hatred have filled the void, and even if you ultimately win, you will only end up with an empty shell!"

Indeed, Semaiebo is right.

But...

"But I never actually wanted anything in return."

"The King of Pact" said this, seemingly quite candid, perhaps because it was work time. "I just want to win."

"To attack," "to bind," "to negotiate," and "to conquer" represent individuals destined to attack each other and vie for victory.

It's genuine; they just want to surpass others.

"Besides, it's pointless for you to tell 'me' this..."

As he said this, "King of Pact" looked at the two innocent magical girls. "I also need to stop the wars on the others."

With that, he prepared to send the two away.

However, what he didn't expect was...

"We know... so our idea is that we should defeat the other three 'yous', is that alright?"

Erin Grenor's Britain accent surprised "The King of Pact"... not because of the accent, but because of the content.

"King of Pact" subconsciously felt that his English proficiency was inadequate.

But that's still impossible, isn't it...?

So without a doubt, these two were really proposing to eliminate the other three "selves"?

Seriously?

After a moment of silence, "Yue" looked at the two of them with slight hesitation, remained silent for a couple of moments, and then for a long time.

Finally, with a knowing nod, he revealed his thoughts. "You don't know what 'Monster King' means, do you?"

Ignorance is bliss.

The King of Pact did not dislike the fearlessness of a newborn calf.

Of course, it's not to the point of admiration.

After all, this cannot be called courage at all... True courage requires "doing what you know to be impossible."

We know.

Semaiebo said, meeting the gaze of the "King of Pact": "But you are not a complete king, but only a quarter king... In that case, perhaps we can win, that's all."

"..." Courage, truly extraordinary courage.

However, what they said still made one wonder if there was something wrong with their head... but probably not.

After all, his speech was very logical and clear.

After a moment of silence, the "King of Pact" suddenly laughed, "Your ideas are interesting... but to be honest, humans and I don't have much to do with each other."

Whether it's humanity, war, or land, whether it's losses or other forms of conflict, they are all just resources.

It is a resource used for fighting and resolving disputes.

There will be no feelings of concern or pity.

However, this protracted battle may indeed be coming to an end... after all, they never intended for a fair fight.

If these two magical girls truly possess the confidence that they "might win," then the "King of Pact" will naturally use that confidence to end the war.

With this in mind, he picked up a pen and paper from the table and wrote down a phone number, "This is my assistant's number... Tell her your ideas, and if she approves, I will consider your opinions."

Why do I need an interview to even discuss my plans?

They actually need to prove their abilities match their plans... I'm completely screwed. They'll have to prove their worth on Thursday!

Eileen Grenor thought this, while Semaiebo immediately and without hesitation took the note from the "King of Pact," and then...

Asking--

"While we're fighting the other three of you... you probably won't just stand by and watch, will you?"

These words made the "King of Pact" take the two of them seriously... The fact that they could say such a thing meant that they had a sufficient understanding of their own strength.

That's absolutely incredible.

In other words, the two felt they had the ability to "change the course of the battle," but did not believe they could defeat them one-on-one.

This ability is already quite remarkable.

"No, I will initiate the fight... but before that, you should first prove that your strength matches my words of apology."

With that, the "King of Pact" gestured for the two to leave, then continued to struggle with the documents in his hands.

Just two strange magical girls...

If we truly have the capability, then we can consider what comes next.

"..."

"Boom..."

Four minutes later, the tattered magical girl was thrown into the office, leaving "Yue" somewhat stunned. "..."

My assistant is considered quite capable in Southeast Asia; he might even be able to last a few minutes against me.

He got instantly killed?

"King of Pact" glanced at the time.

Five minutes?

As he said this, "Yo" glanced at the two magical girls whose instantaneous forms emanated a steam-like magical power. "You... are surprisingly strong."

With that kind of ability, she should be able to do very well anywhere.

With this in mind, the "King of Pact" examined the wounds on the two and could tentatively determine what kind of extraordinary technique they had used.

The self-harm technique is as follows.

"..."

"Has the damage that war has inflicted on humanity reached such a point that even people like you have to give me advice?"

"King of Pact" murmured softly, then nodded as if understanding something. "Well, perhaps it really is time to end this."

The moment when the four become one may be approaching.

"Then shall I challenge you to a duel?"