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The Hungry Ghost Reaper slowly glanced around with a wistful look in its eyes.

The workshop, which had been bustling with Mini Reapers, instantly fell silent the moment the Lead Doll ran away to the garden.

What remained were just a few Golden Reapers, happily riding on the alchemy tools like children on playground equipment.

Seeing the cute, kind, and curious Golden Reapers made me think, “If the master’s children were here, would it have been like this?”

The numerous tools in the workshop held little significance for the Hungry Ghost Reaper.

No matter how precious they were, they lacked any memories.

The only meaningful things were the bed where the master always lay and the mirror.

Since the Lead Doll had taken the bed, all that was left was the mirror.

Tap tap.

As it slowly walked out and stood in front of the mirror, nostalgic scenes began to flow back.

Every time it looked into the mirror, the glorious but irreversible past felt so sad and sorrowful; however, now, it didn’t feel like that.

It quietly savored the memories of the past, gazing at the images.

And when the mirror, which had replayed all the images, stopped functioning and returned to being an ordinary mirror, it saw a familiar face with an unfamiliar expression.

A face wearing a pleasant smile.

It wasn’t just because it had come back to life without dying and could now witness the master’s plans to the end.

It was because the atmosphere reminiscent of the Lead Doll was felt.

‘Maybe the master resides within the Lead Doll.’

Even with such a small hope, the Hungry Ghost Reaper felt truly joyful.

It slowly rubbed its mouth and smiled even brighter.

Then, it tore the mirror away and took tap tap steps forward.

Towards the place where its new master was.

*

The Tattooed Woman put on the pants her younger sister had covered her with and slowly rose to her feet.

After putting on her clothes, she stood up and noticed the torso of her top had been cut off, turning it into a crop top.

Feeling a bit awkward with her belly exposed, she touched her stomach, but there were no clothes to be found, so she had no choice but to walk around like this until she returned.

She still felt a bit dizzy, but lying here continuously wasn’t a good idea.

After all, the soldiers of the Korean government wouldn’t be endlessly harassed by the Tooth Guardians.

“Alright, let’s take a look at the last room.”

As the woman slowly moved toward the workshop connected to the reception room, her younger sister couldn’t wipe the worried look off her face.

“Are you going to be okay? I think it would be better to rest a bit more….”

“I’m fine, this is enough.”

Despite the tattooed woman’s confident expression, her younger sister’s face was still far from bright.

She probably thought there would be many dangerous traps waiting beyond this point.

However, even in a situation like this, moving forward was the right answer.

Since there were still two Tooth Guardians guarding the entrance, going back and breaking through would be nearly impossible.

There was no medicine, and her condition wasn’t great for swinging a sword.

Moreover, driving the rail capsule in such a dizzy state would be akin to committing suicide.

“Anyway, we have no choice but to move forward.”

When she mentioned these points, fortunately, her younger sister seemed to understand.

When they arrived together at the Alchemist’s workshop, a rather well-furnished workshop unfolded before them.

Among them were numerous facilities that made one wonder, “How could such facilities be made on Earth?”

“Wow, it feels like something out of a cartoon’s alchemist workshop.”

Her younger sister exclaimed in admiration as she looked at the workshop and turned her head to giggle.

“Your workshop feels like a grandma’s herbal medicine shop with dried mugwort.”

“Well, I don’t know much about blacksmithing. It’s hard to make tools myself.”

Inside the workshop were intricately crafted metal tools and elegantly blown glass tools.

It seemed the owner of this workshop knew how to create tools himself.

The manufacturing methods looked nothing like Earth’s; they perfectly mirrored those of the kingdom.

After a quick glance, it seemed the workshop’s owner had already died.

The Tattooed Woman slowly began to gather useful tools from the workshop and tuck them into her bag one by one.

“Sis, sis! This looks super delicious.”

While the woman was seriously collecting necessary tools, her younger sister ran over, full of excitement.

In her younger sister’s hand was a shiny liquid that sparkled in various colors.

Inside the liquid, mirages flickered, milky ways spread out, and various shapes appeared and disappeared repeatedly.

“Are you really saying that looks delicious?”

The Tattooed Woman raised an eyebrow in disbelief.

“Yeah. Is there a problem?”

The younger sister nodded and answered but tilted her head at her sister’s strange reaction.

“Ah, try it! Ah!”

“Ah?”

Just as her younger sister opened her mouth, the Tattooed Woman quickly tossed the potion into her mouth.

“Cough cough. Sis, why did you do that all of a sudden?”

The younger sister wrinkled her face after tasting the extremely bitter potion and poked her sister’s shoulder.

“Does it still look delicious?”

“Uh? Suddenly it doesn’t look delicious anymore.”

The younger sister began examining the liquid from side to side, exclaiming, “Wow, this is fascinating!” as she continued.

“It looks like it shouldn’t be eaten. It reminds me of the sparkly grass I saw when I was little!”

As her younger sister said it no longer looked delicious, the sister let out a shocking remark.

“That’s poison. An extremely lethal poison for objects. The problem is, it also works on mentally polluted humans.”

The Tattooed Woman, while speaking seriously, playfully flicked her younger sister’s head.

“And thinking that looked delicious means you haven’t tasted any potion.”

“Uh… I’m sorry, sis.”

Seeing her younger sister sulking with her head lowered, the Tattooed Woman sighed and gently patted her head.

“It’s okay. Just be more careful next time.”

“Okay.”

As the mood of the Tattooed Woman lightened, her younger sister quickly brightened up and replied cheerfully.

As she tucked away the poison her younger sister brought into her bag, she started searching the workshop’s interior once again.

Seeing her sister like that, the younger sister stepped back into the workshop’s interior to start exploring intriguing-looking items.

Then, she discovered a tool spinning endlessly in the corner.

Without electricity connected, it was spinning strangely non-stop.

“What on earth could this be? A centrifuge?”

Filled with curiosity, the younger sister observed it and spotted a button underneath the spinning tool, which she pressed hard.

As a result, the spinning tool gradually slowed down until it came to a complete stop.

Upon stopping, several dizzy Golden Reapers were hanging from the now still device.

“Are… are you okay?”

As she untied the rope hanging around the Golden Reaper’s neck, like it was a noose for execution, the Golden Reaper thumped down on the ground.

After releasing all the dizzy Golden Reapers that could hardly stand, her younger sister placed them on her palm.

Who on earth would do something like this?

To connect the ropes to cute kids and spin them around with a high-speed machine!

It was truly a devilish idea.

However, despite looking dizzy, the Golden Reapers wore cheerful smiles as if they found it amusing.

“Okay, let’s start heading back.”

Just then, the voice of her sister came from deep within the workshop.

Carrying the Golden Reaper in her arms, the younger sister approached the source of the voice, where her sister awaited, standing in the empty center of a room.

“Sis?”

Looking at her younger sister with a puzzled expression, the woman grinned and spoke.

“You can exit from here too. It was tough to reuse the entrance we came in, but fortunately, there’s an escape route.”

Though her younger sister didn’t understand her words at all, she stood next to her sister, following her lead.

And with a flash of blue light, the sisters disappeared from the deep chamber.

*

Thud thud.

The Golden Reapers clung to me, relentlessly hitting my face.

The reason was simple.

It was because I had eaten all the delicious-looking drink by myself.

Actually, I thought about sharing a little, but before I knew it, it was all gone.

Long since consumed, that smooth liquid still lingered in my mouth somehow.

‘Tasty…’

Upon hearing my casual utterance, the Golden Reapers looked as if they had been tea-bagged, and they started hitting me even harder.

‘Sorry. I’m sorry!’

The angry Golden Reapers’ hits continued until a new Hungry Ghost appeared.

Gently rubbing my cheeks that had been relentlessly pounded and looking down at the newly arrived Hungry Ghost.

A new White Hungry Ghost, wearing a tie and walking on two feet, looked a bit cute.

Seeing the tie, it seemed like it was one of the Butler Hungry Ghosts I had pulled the teeth out of.

‘Hand!’

As it looked funny walking on two legs, I asked it to raise its hand, and it placed its tiny hand on my palm.

Then, I promptly ripped off that hand and put it in my mouth, munching it.

Unfortunately, it tasted just like marshmallow.

“Kyuhihih.”

The new Hungry Ghost looked at me with a betrayed expression and began to whimper.

Hungry Ghosts sure know how to make adorable sad faces; it’s so amusing.

Hehe.

As I chuckled and moved to bite the senior White Hungry Ghost, the new Hungry Ghost blocked my path.

Then it took up a weird stance and began to exert some force.

From its fluffy marshmallow form, something began to take shape and formed a grotesque figure.

And it started to look at me proudly.

I couldn’t help but let out a surprised, “Yikes!”

The new Hungry Ghost looked as if it questioned, “Why?” with a confused expression, before being shredded apart by spatial compression.

What a shock.

The new Hungry Ghost was a cross between the grotesque muscle statue and the Butler Hungry Ghost….

So gross.

*

As the Gray Reaper and the Tattooed Woman left the park, association vehicles began pouring in.

Endlessly streaming in heavily armed vehicles.

And the bodyguards disembarked and started organizing the area.

The bodyguards wore the latest unissued gear that frontline association agents would never receive.

A helmet-clad researcher from the association looked at this scene with a displeased expression.

He thought one of the most useless executives of the association was arriving.

One of the aides to the chairman of the Korean Object Association.

Nicknamed Golden Bug.

Famous for his love of bribes and gold.

Golden Bug had no notable abilities and cared only about fulfilling his selfish desires.

Instead, he was someone who further disrupted and destroyed an association that was barely functioning.

Now it looked like he was even utilizing the association’s forces like private soldiers.

A middle-aged man adorned with a grand golden cane stepped out of a luxury sedan, shaking his shiny cane as if to show it off while commanding.

“Clear the area.”

With his command, an avalanche of gunpowder and bullets descended, turning the white muscle statues to ash.

Every time gunfire and explosives fell, white flames erupted.

It appeared to be object bullets produced solely in America.

I heard that the imports were banned under the pretext of developing the domestic object industry, yet the association executives were openly using them.

I had heard about smuggling operations with people using them secretly, but seeing association executives use them so blatantly was unprecedented.

Golden Bug slowly walked forward, protected by bodyguards.

The expression on his face was drenched in greed, like a nouveau riche off to search for gold.