The Frost Queen crouched and stared at Seo Jun-Ho’s foot with confusion. “Contractor, your foot is speaking.”

“Sorry to disappoint, but my feet can’t talk.”

Once he stepped back, the youthful robotic voice sounded much clearer.

- Why are you standing there like an idiot? Since you have moved your foot, hurry up and take me out!

Seo Jun-Ho gestured at the Frost Queen with his hand. “Frost, let’s go.”

“Yes.”

- You, stop right there! I said stop! E-excuse me! Please stop![1]

The grumbling voice had become desperate, and it made Seo Jun-Ho stop.

The Frost Queen sulked. “It is a bother. I think it will talk a lot, too.”

Seo Jun-Ho resisted the urge to say, ‘don’t you talk a lot as well?’ and turned around.

“Let’s hear what it has to say first. I think it’s a survivor from the Demonic Cult.” He couldn’t just leave them here. He dug through the machine parts, and eventually, he found the owner of the voice.

“A ball?”

It was exactly the size of a basketball. No more, no less. The robot ball had a hard and cold surface. The LED face blinked and glared at Seo Jun-Ho.

- `⌒´

“It is glaring at you. What an amusing toy.”

When the Frost Queen giggled in amusement, the ball turned to her.

- How impudent. How dare you refer to me as a toy?

“Wow, that’s fascinating. It talks exactly like someone I know.”

“I-I am not as rude as this thing….”

Rules for thee but not for me.

Blushing a little, the Frost Queen lifted the ball...