Chapter 333: The Glass Palace (3)
“You worthless vermin!” Hishimit Kritz shouted. “What do you think you’re doing?”
The Constellation no longer spoke through Patricia’s marionette. Hundreds of dolls beyond the glass walls instead surrounded me and cried out in unison. Their shouts seemed to tear the sky apart.
“Even if you destroy me with your strength, do you think my existence will fade? I’m the master of all secrets! I gave you the problem, and you accepted it! This is also a duel. A duel! Do you understand? Even if your pathetic sword shatters the glass and tears the ground, the problem will still remain unsolved! The Gordian knot approach will not be recognized! Never! Wait and see. The judge will ultimately declare my victo—”
I turned my sword.“I’m not Alexander. But I do have a proper answer for your question.”
The sword, already deeply embedded in the ground, let out a deafening sound.
Craaaaaaack!
Spiderweb-like cracks spread out, starting from the impact point. When I turned the sword slightly, cracks spread even further in the blink of an eye.
“A-answer? What are you talking about? Stop! Stop it! What you’re using is violence! Violence! Do you hear me? Violence! You...!”
“Fine. If you keep insisting, I’ll give you the answer we both know,” I replied.
Finding Hishimit Kritz’s true form in the glass palace was my quest on the sixty-third floor. As soon as I heard what my task was—no, even before—I only had two things on my mind.
“From the beginning, I thought it would be either the sky or the ground.”
“What?” the Constellation asked.