After 18 Years of Silence, Now My Words Are Divine Chapter 108

Chapter 108: The Thousand-Faced Demon Lord

Day 6, 07:30 in the morning.

Savage Realm, Seattle rcy Hospital, 9th floor.

Ding!

The elevator doors slid open to both sides.

Completely unlike the other floors permanently shrouded in mist.

What greeted Tiffany and Joker's eyes was a blinding, brilliant white light!

This place looked like a genuine hospital.

The corridors were spacious and clean, the walls snow-white.

Ghost Doctors and ghost nurses bustled about, each busy at their respective posts.

Only...the "content" of their work, though.

"Ahhhhh!!"

"Help!! Kill !! Please, just kill !!"

Agonized screams poured out from the half-open glass doors on either side.

Those strapped down to the operating tables were the very gamblers who had just lost everything downstairs.

The Ghost Doctors wielded electric saws and Boning Knives, harvesting Gundam Parts.

That kind of contrast was enough to make any normal person feel extre discomfort—even a complete ntal breakdown.

But for these 2 high-ranking mbers of the Arashin-kai, it was as dull and ordinary as a weekday al.

Tiffany and Joker kept their composure, stepping onto the carpet running down the center of the corridor.

Squelch...squelch.

The carpet had a springy, moist feel underfoot.

Joker stopped, looked down, and ground his sole hard against the floor.

Through the friction, anguished human faces began surfacing faintly across the carpet's surface.

"Hehe, the sensation of treading on this thing reminds of sothing a stupid little monkey once said to ."

"What did it say?"

Tiffany walked ahead, absently asking out of reflex.

"It asked ..."

Joker spread his hands wide, his tone wildly exaggerated: "Why can't humans be made into fur to wear on one's body?"

"And then?"

"And then...I sold it to the Old Crone and had it made into a coat. Hahahaha!"

Joker doubled over, roaring with laughter.

Tiffany shook her head.

"This is hardly the ti for your terrible jokes."

"No, Miss Tiffany."

Joker stopped laughing.

"I wasn't joking at all~"

"My reason for making this trip in person is also to bring her so offerings as tribute."

"If we skin No Words Needed and craft him into a doll, she should quite enjoy it."

At those words, Tiffany shot him a cold sideways glance.

"So...you already know about Soul-Return Town's classified plan."

"No wonder you were willing to behave and cooperate with so readily this ti."

"However..."

Tiffany turned her head, gazing toward the double doors at the end of the corridor.

"Today is no ga."

"Based on my projections, that Fate Slot Machine..."

"Has absorbed enough blood and flesh and is on the verge of crossing that threshold—evolving from an S -Grade Cursed Object into a Special-Grade Cursed Object."

"If we don't subdue it before its transformation is complete, the trouble will multiply severalfold!"

"Of course, I fully understand the gravity of the situation."

Joker placed a hand over his chest and bowed.

"I will do everything in my power to cooperate with you and claim victory in this ga."

As they spoke, the 2 had already reached the large doors at the end of the corridor.

Hanging above the entrance was an enormous banner written in intestines and fresh blood.

【Savage Calendar, Year 1314, March 10th.】

【Warmly celebrating the 50th Anniversary of Seattle rcy Hospital's Fate Casino!】

And to one side of the doors stood a black notice board.

【Admission Fee: 5,000 Ghost Coins.】

【One assistant may be brought in to participate in the high-stakes ga comncing at 8:00 AM sharp.】

【This session will be personally hosted and refereed by the 'Principal.'】

"5,000 Ghost Coins...what a rip-off."

Tiffany let out a cold snort and stepped up to the door.

Whoosh!

2 senior Ghost Doctors wearing bird-beak masks materialized from thin air.

Holding a jet-black cash box between them, they blocked the way.

Tiffany said nothing, simply pulled out a coin pouch stuffed with chips and tossed it into the box.

Clink-clank.

Once the amount was confird, the 2 Ghost Doctors made no sound and dissolved into a pool of blood that dispersed into nothing.

Creak~

The heavy doors swung inward automatically.

And yet—behind the doors was not the glittering, magnificent super-casino one might have imagined, but a staircase chamber!

The staircase split in 2.

One ascended, swathed in black mist: the stairs leading to the supre high-stakes ga on the 10th floor.

The other descended, suffused with a fluorescent glow: a path leading directly out of the hospital.

Joker stood at the fork, rubbing his chin.

"So...this is how one leaves the hospital alive."

"Just pay 5,000 Ghost Coins as 'life ransom,' and you can check out directly?"

He turned to look at Tiffany, his tone carrying a hint of puzzlent: "In that case, why wouldn't those humans leave?"

"They've been holed up in this hospital long enough—they should be able to afford it, shouldn't they?"

It was obvious he was referring to the Card Players' Association.

"Hehe, them?"

Tiffany gave a contemptuous laugh.

"They're nothing like you, you lunatic who only knows how to seek thrills."

"Humans are the greediest creatures in the world."

"Rather than exhaust their savings and risk their lives leaving the hospital, only to face unknown horrors on Eerie Island again..."

"They'd sooner stay here and bide their ti, waiting for a chance to seize power."

Tiffany stepped onto the stairs heading to the 10th floor.

"Seattle rcy Hospital opens the Fate Casino once every 10 years."

"What's wagered here isn't Ghost Coins...but the position of 'Principal' of this hospital!"

"Whoever erges as the final victor gains absolute ownership of this hospital!"

"In other words—supre leader over all the Ghost Doctors and Cursed Creatures!"

"Oh?"

Joker followed behind, asking with curiosity.

"Then what's the Fate Slot Machine about? Isn't it just a Cursed Object? How can it beco the Principal?"

Tiffany climbed the steps, not even glancing back as she laughed coldly.

"Do you rember your ability, Thousand-Face Demon Lord?"

"The very first Principal—the forr human hospital director of Seattle rcy Hospital—was the wielder of this Sequence-Type Ability!"

"And that slot machine..."

"Was sothing he personally crafted using countless souls and rules!"

"I see~"

Joker nodded with a look of dawning comprehension.

"Then how did this remarkable forr Principal die?"

Tiffany stopped.

She stood at the edge of the black mist and turned her head back.

"Do you rember...why our Arashin-kai exists?"

"Ti...waits for no one."

The eyes beneath Joker's mask sharpened for just a mont, and then he broke into a wide grin.

"Understood!"

......

Seattle rcy Hospital, 10th floor.

Through the black mist.

The 2 finally arrived at the true 10th floor.

Yet the door of fate leading to the casino hall was firmly shut at that mont.

And in the waiting area outside the doors, representatives of every major faction had already gathered.

Chen Daozi of the Card Players' Association and his assistant, Cao Hua.

Silk-Stocking Desperado of the Silk-Stocking Gang and her assistant, Guan Ming.

From the Ghost faction, the Bath Emperor, alongside its companion, Ye Desheng.

The 3 factions stood in a triangular formation, each guarding against the others.

By all rights, once the admission fee was paid, the doors should have opened already.

There was supposed to be ti to enter early and familiarize themselves with the venue.

"What's going on?"

Tiffany stepped forward, frowning.

Silk-Stocking Desperado spread her hands with bored indifference: "No idea~ Maybe the Principal's sleeping in?"

anwhile.

Chen Daozi paid no attention to Tiffany. His gaze was fixed on Joker, who trailed behind her.

Cao Hua was trembling with fury, eyes bloodshot!

"You bastard!!"

"Give Ah Xing's body back right now!!!"

"Oh my my~"

Joker tilted his head, laughing that unsettling laugh of his.

"Don't stare at soone like that~"

"Your eyes are so scary~ Hahahaha!"

"You—!"

Cao Hua rolled up his sleeves in rage.

"Inspector Cao, calm down!"

Chen Daozi clamped both hands firmly onto Cao Hua's shoulders, shooting him a stern look that said: don't be reckless.

The high-stakes ga hadn't started yet. Starting a fight here could be judged as a violation and result in imdiate elimination.

Cao Hua gritted his teeth and forced himself to rein in his temper.

To stop himself from losing control, he simply turned around and faced the wall.

Joker kept on laughing.

Yet in the very next instant.

Joker's exaggerated laughter suddenly cut off dead.

Because...

Just a mont ago, he had sensed a subtle but unmistakable wrongness!

He turned his head.

His gaze passed through Chen Daozi.

Passed through Silk-Stocking Desperado.

And fell directly on the man standing beside the Bath Emperor.

The man closest to the door of fate...

and the gold mask on his face!

Ye Desheng.

At that mont, Ye Desheng wasn't looking at anyone else.

The deep eyes hidden beneath his gold mask were watching Joker with perfect calm.

In that gaze—no fear, no anger. Only a kind of...

rich, keen interest, as if watching a kindred spirit perform on stage.

"......"

Joker's breath hitched slightly.

Then the corner of his mouth curved upward once more.

'Interesting...'

he thought privately: 'To think...'

'I only ca here expecting a crushing, one-sided ga, yet I've stumbled by chance into soone else's theater.'

'It seems the monster hiding in this hospital isn't only ...'

'How very interesting~'

"What's wrong with you?"

Tiffany, noticing the change in Joker, followed his line of sight.

"Is there sothing off about that man in the gold mask?"

"Nothing at all, nothing~"

Joker shook his head at once, spreading his hands.

"I simply found his taste to be rather poor."

"That gold mask is unbearably gaudy—it offended my aesthetic sensibilities, that's all."

"Lunatic..."

Tiffany furrowed her brow and muttered, "You really are a strange creature."

She didn't spend much ti with Joker—they were like university acquaintances who had spoken only a few tis.

Rumble rumble...

Just then!

The firmly shut door of fate suddenly swung open on both sides!

"The door's open. Let's go."

Chen Daozi was the first to speak.

Cao Hua gave a nod, and the 2 walked in side by side, the first to cross into the Fate Casino.

"Co along, little brother."

Silk-Stocking Desperado patted Guan Ming's newly reattached ghost-girl hand and gave a bewitching smile.

"Make sure you perform well later~"

The 2 followed close behind and stepped inside.

Now Ye Desheng, too, stopped watching Joker.

He turned around and fell into step behind the swaggering Bath Emperor, disappearing into the darkness.

Outside the door, only the 2 from the Arashin-kai remained.

"Our turn. Let's go in."

Tiffany smoothed her red dress and prepared to enter.

But right at that mont.

Joker caused trouble again.

He halted, standing outside the doorfra.

"Miss Tiffany."

"Now that we're both already up here, that slot machine isn't going anywhere."

"I think...I'll stay out here for a bit and do so probing first."

Tiffany was puzzled. "Probing what?"

"Probing whether..."

"That Revolver God about to co up is truly the 'No Words Needed' capable of solo-killing the Divine Fetus!"

Joker said in all seriousness.

"If he really is, then setting an ambush out here—I can absolutely catch him completely off guard!"

"So...please go in as our representative and take your seat first."

"I'll be right behind you."

Tiffany frowned slightly.

She thought it over carefully and decided that what Joker said actually made sense.

If that newcor really was No Words Needed, dealing with him outside the doors would certainly eliminate a great many variables.

Especially since this wasn't even Joker's true body—even if it provoked the slot machine, it wouldn't matter much.

"Fine."

Tiffany harbored no suspicion toward this "colleague."

Because in her view, Joker had no reason to play her in this matter.

She then stepped over the threshold and into the Fate Casino.

However.

The very instant the heel of her trailing foot crossed through the doorway!

"Bye-bye~"

A farewell drifted into her ears from behind!

Tiffany froze.

She instinctively turned her head.

Outside the door, Joker was bent at the waist, waving at her.

Beneath the mask, his eyes were brimming with mocking amusent.

At first, Tiffany didn't sense anything wrong.

She assud this was simply the lunatic's normal way of saying goodbye.

But in the very next instant!

BOOM!!

The door of fate, which had only just opened, slamd shut with a thunderous crash!

And in the final sliver of the closing gap.

Joker's mask slowly receded into the darkness.

While inside the door, Tiffany's...

expression twisted into sothing ferocious!

She scread in disbelief.

"Joker!! You damned bastard!!!"

"You actually—even sold out!!!"

BANG!!

The doors sealed shut completely.

Every sound was utterly locked away inside the casino.

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