Chapter 315: I’m a Fan (2)
Strange things continued to happen. Surprisingly, the boy who introduced himself as my fan was not a Hunter, but a Constellation.
“Um, can Constellations get lost or starve?” I asked.
The boy smiled shyly. “Of course, Mr. Death King. All Constellations are different, you know!”
Since our paths were similar, we decided to travel together for a while. As we walked along the quiet forest path with rabbits and deer peeking out from the grass, we chatted.
“I don’t have a single follower. There was one six hundred years ago, but that was it. No one has believed in me since. In short, I’m dirt poor.”
“Oh, I see...” I looked at the boy from head to toe again. Dressed in rags, he looked like a poor neighborhood kid. I murmured, “You’re at least six hundred years old?”
“I might even be ten times older than that. Constellations have a very different sense of time compared to Hunters! We generally count up to a thousand years, but after that, we give up. It’s meaningless, pointless, and boring!”
That was terrifying. I tilted my head. “If you’re Constellation, you would have a title. What’s your name?”
“Wow... Of course, I do have a title and a real name. It’s embarrassing to tell them to you, Mr. Death King, because I admire you too much... But I’ll muster the courage! Yes! My name is—”
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“Huh.” I nodded.
For some reason, it felt like a good name. It seemed to fit the boy, who was standing before me with a bright smile, as if the name had been chosen specifically for him.