Chiron stroked his chin as he looked at the [Astromancy Ball] that Procyon had brought. “This… is what Sadalmelik has been planting all over Eos, yes?”0

“Th-that’s right.” Procyon bowed, breaking into a cold sweat.0

With his fate depending on Chiron’s decision right now, he couldn’t help but agonize. Chiron could either get angry because he didn’t investigate the Metal Mask in more depth even though he worked together with ‘Divine Twilight’ or praise him for bringing Chiron the opportunity to get Sadalmelik’s leash.0

The Chiron that Procyon knew was rational and focused on his benefit, not his losses, but the issue at hand was so sensitive that he couldn’t expect Chiron to react as usual.0

‘Fuck, fuck, fuckkkkk!’ Procyon cursed, feeling a burning sensation in his left shoulder. He suppressed his anger as he recalled how Chang-Sun humiliated him. The arm should have regrown by now, but for some reason, none of the treatments worked. Having to spend the rest of his life with a disability brought despair and anger that perturbed him too greatly.1

Tap.0

Tap…0

Meanwhile, Chiron was lost in his thoughts, tapping the armrest with his index finger. The longer he remained...0