He felt the World flinching. Flustered, she looked over her shoulder at Chi-Woo.

“It’s all right, so please go ahead and repeat after me. Fuck off.” At Chi-Woo’s urging, the World stared ahead, at a loss of words.

“…Don’t joke with me,” Chi-Hyun said with a long sigh. “Anyway, if what you say is really true—” At the next moment, he stopped talking and waved his hand fast like a thunderbolt.

Chi-Woo had been on his guard, and he widened his eyes when Bael, who had just managed to lift her body, fell again without even being able to scream. It didn’t seem like Bael was dead, but had merely lost consciousness.

“I joined hands with her this time because I didn’t have much of a choice, but demons are an untrustworthy race by nature.”

Chi-Woo understood his brother’s intention after hearing this explanation. They were about to start a very important conversation, but they had no idea what would happen in the future if Bael had heard it. Boboris and the Last Dragon were trustworthy to a certain extent, while this was the very first time Chi-Hyun had worked with a demon. Therefore, he knocked Bael unconscious.

Chi-Woo clicked his tongue at his brother’s thoroughness. Chi-Hyun dusted his hands and exhaled the breath he had been holding. “So, you’re saying that the choice I made at this point of time had a negative effect on Liber’s future, and that’s why you went back in time to change my choice.”

Chi-Woo nodded silently.

“Then let me tell you my conclusion first. I don’t think...