My World: The Poor Life of a Fortune Teller

Chapter 274 I'm betting, betting on your soft heart.

Among the monsters, a pair of emerald green eyes suddenly lit up as he looked up at Galan hovering in the air above.

The Calamity, who was fighting alongside him, was momentarily stunned, not understanding why he would stop fighting at this moment, but the sharp Serpent Blade still cut down the attacking players for him.

"Adrian...?" Calamity asked uncertainly.

However, in the next second of his sight, Adrian suddenly leaped into the air, stepping on the extended blade of the snake blade beside him, and arrived at the end of the line, which was still a little far away from Galan, as light as a swallow.

But that won't be the case for long.

Immediately afterwards, the Cataclysm watched helplessly as Adrian gathered his strength in mid-air and thrust it towards Galan like a sharp sword.

As if sensing something, Galan turned around and saw a familiar figure flying towards him. His pupils dilated slightly in disbelief.

The person he knew slammed hard into the barrier, and the next moment...

Click—!

Adrian's sword was focused from the very beginning on the center point where he had been hit multiple times, causing the barrier to shatter like a broken mirror.

At the same time, the knife pierced Galan's abdomen, and the two fell to the ground.

"Uh...cough cough...Adrian...?" Ignoring the pain from the fall and the wound on his abdomen, he stared at the scene with disbelief in his eyes.

But he quickly came to terms with it, because that wasn't him.

Adrian delivered the stab that had struck Galan, and the next strike was aimed at his fatal heart.

Pfft—!

But this time it didn't go as he wished; the blade only pierced Galan's palm, and a large amount of blood flowed down his arm.

"Adrian, what are you doing?!" Calamity roared in bewilderment. Perhaps even he himself did not expect that Adrian would do such a thing.

The natural disaster, which he had intended to approach and stop, was blocked by the mechanical lifeform. The mechanical eyes, which were flashing with an eerie red light, were staring intently at him. The next second, a heavy blow came from his right.

If it weren't for the branching snake blades intercepting it in time, it would probably have been knocked away.

"Ah... do you want to kill me?" Galan's pierced hand trembled slightly, but his face remained calm. "Adrian..."

Adrian remained silent, his expression mirroring that of the man beneath him.

But his hand seemed to be trembling as well, even though it was Galan's hand that had been pierced.

"It doesn't matter......"

I don't blame you.

He said.

Galan smiled and let go of the hand that was holding his.

Adrian's body trembled; perhaps even the version of himself trapped in his consciousness hadn't expected him to make this choice.

He thought the other party would kill him, but even so, it would be better.

Isn't this better than letting yourself kill your beloved fortune teller?

His remaining consciousness and the collar around his neck were resisting each other, but no matter what he did, he couldn't stab her with the knife.

"No..." A choked sob escaped Adrian's lips, "I...don't want to..."

How could such a thing be possible? Sparks were hissing from the collar around Adrian's neck.

Looking at Adrian, who was still unable to make a move, Galan finally sighed.

"It's okay... You've done a great job."

As he spoke, he suddenly attacked Adrian, who even closed his eyes.

But Galan only grabbed the collar around Adrian's neck until a tiny explosion occurred inside the collar with a "bang," right in Galan's hand.

Therefore, Adrian was not harmed in any way.

"A...diviner...?"

"You've worked so hard." Galan slowly stood up, intending to pat Adrian on the shoulder to comfort him, but then noticed that both of his hands weren't "too clean."

I think I'll pass.

"Honey, don't stay here any longer, I'm afraid you'll get hurt."

"I'm sorry..." Adrian apologized sincerely, and then, so as not to disturb the diviner, he quickly turned and left.

But he will never let go of the person who made him do this!

"Hey! Cataclysm! Didn't you want to play with teleportation? I happen to have an idea." The moment Adrian turned his back, he revealed a rather vicious and cruel look in his eyes.

As the enemy departed, one after another, the dragon bone cannons were shot down.

"Ah...it hurts so much, it really hurts!" Galan looked at his hands, which were in terrible condition, and felt a dull ache in his abdomen.

He's extremely afraid of pain, otherwise he wouldn't have stayed in the back and slacked off for so long.

But that's not enough.

That's far from enough.

Little Galan was just thinking that.

"Pfft! Uh... Heh..."

The next second, because there was no barrier, his abdomen was pierced through, and he immediately knelt on the ground.

That was a beam of light coming from the city wall.

"Hit!!" someone cheered from the city wall.

"Huh... has he gone mad?"

"Don't you want to live anymore?"

"Ugh... Haha... Uh... It hurts so much..." Galan felt the familiar voice suddenly pop up in his head and laughed, but as he laughed, he felt an intense pain in his body.

"You're not pretending to be dead anymore?"

"How can I pretend to be dead when you're like this?"

"Since you're not dead... then lend me your power." Galan was breathing slightly heavily, not daring to breathe too hard, because it would hurt terribly.

"........I was wondering why you suddenly didn't want to live anymore."

"So that's what you were planning."

"My power isn't so easily borrowed..."

"In short, are you going to give it to me or not?"

The voice in my mind fell silent for a moment.

"Sure, but that would be even more unforgettable than physical pain."

"It doesn't matter......."

"I want to end all of this, and I need your power."

Even if I get blasted to ashes here...

"Even if I were like that, I wouldn't die..."

"But I'm betting..."

"Heh... what are we betting on?"

“Bet..…”

Your soft heart

"Have you forgotten?"

"I don't have that kind of thing at all."

“Now we have it.” Galan chuckled, slowly raising his head to look at the players on the city wall, the pain forcing him to fall backward.

And in that sky, forever frozen in darkness, there is a huge golden ring that still emits a faint light.

“Famera...”

"Give me everything you have."

Please, okay?

We are all the same.

"Hmm...very good."

"Congratulations, you made the right bet."