Reborn with Infinity Money System, I was Worshipped by All Universes!-Chapter 265 - 262-You Call That Acting? You Were Clearly Trying to Slap Me!

"You damned brat! I took you in out of goodwill, and now you want to drag me to my death?! Are you even human?!"

"I must've been cursed for eight lifetimes to end up with a mentee like you! You're going to get me killed!"

With a powerful swing, he flung the young man off his arm, sending him tumbling to the ground.

Then, eyes ablaze with fury, he unleashed a storm of curses.

"Mentor, what are you talking about? I don't understand!"

"Wait—don't leave me here!"

The youth was nearly in tears. He had no idea what was going on.

"Shut up!"

"Who the hell is your mentor?! You can eat nonsense, but you can't speak it!"

"If you dare call me your mentor one more time, I'll smack you into paste right here!"

"And listen carefully—stay the hell away from me from now on. I'm warning you, I might not be able to hold back and actually kill you next time!"

The elder took a deep breath, then gave the youth one last cold glare.

"One more thing—because of the few months we shared as teacher and student, I'll give you this advice: This Fortress… is a place of nightmares."

"If you want to stay alive, run. Run far away."

He stole a final glance at the two terrifying figures in servant uniforms. Fortunately, they didn't seem to have noticed him.

With visible relief, the elder leapt into the sky and vanished from sight.

"…What the hell just happened?"

The young man was left sitting on the ground, utterly lost.

"I just wanted to show off a little. Why did everything go so wrong?"

"Not only did I fail to look cool, but I also lost my mentor!"

The slaps still burned on his cheeks as he rubbed them gingerly.

But his mentor's final warning echoed in his mind.

The Fortress was dangerous. Too dangerous.

He hurriedly got up, glanced around to make sure no one was watching, and bolted into the distance like a frightened rabbit.

If even his mentor had run away, then this place was definitely not safe.

This place is cursed! Run! Run as fast as you can!

A few moments later…

Velen returned, bringing Anastasia with him to the entrance of the Fortress. But to his confusion, the young man and elder were nowhere to be seen.

"Huh? Apollo, where did they go?"

Velen looked around in bewilderment.

"They left, Your Highness," Apollo replied quickly.

"…Left?"

Velen was stunned.

Didn't they come here to flaunt something?

Why did they leave before even getting started?

I haven't even earned any luxury points yet!

"How exactly did they leave?" Velen pressed, his puzzled expression lingering.

"They just... left?"

Seeing Velen repeating the question, Apollo knew he had to act fast.

He briskly stepped forward and turned to Blackgold Sovereign.

"Hey Blackgold, what are you looking at? Come on, work with me here—I can't reenact this alone."

"You're playing the kid who got slapped by his mentor. Let's go."

"…Excuse me??"

Blackgold Sovereign's expression darkened.

Did this guy just say I should play the idiot who got smacked around?!

Is this some kind of sick joke?!

He wanted to draw his sword right then and there.

Work together? Fine. But why the hell was he the one playing the clown?

This isn't a reenactment—you just want an excuse to slap me!

Apollo ignored the look of murder in Blackgold's eyes and continued his performance.

"Mentor, don't leave me behind!"

Blackgold Sovereign hesitated for a moment but then begrudgingly rushed forward and grabbed Apollo's arms, shouting loudly in fake panic.

"Let go of me!" Apollo shouted in mock anger.

"If I had known you only coveted my power, I never would've taken you as my mentee! Better to end the pain now—our teacher-student bond is over!"

"From this moment on, I never want to see you again!"

With a dramatic flourish, Apollo flung Blackgold to the ground.

Blackgold Sovereign blinked in stunned confusion.

"…What kind of script is this?"

"That's not even close to what the real mentor and mentee said earlier!"

Wait a second…

Don't tell me this bastard Apollo didn't even hear their conversation—he's just making stuff up on the spot?!

The realization hit him like a thunderbolt.

How am I supposed to follow this absurd improvisation?!

For a brief moment, he was speechless, staring at Apollo with wide, betrayed eyes.

Apollo began to panic too.

Truth be told, he really hadn't heard what the mentor and mentee had said earlier. He'd been chatting with Kevin the whole time and had only caught glimpses of their gestures.

He had no idea what their actual dialogue was.

The two locked eyes.

Too late to back out now.

They had no choice but to improvise.

"Oh no, mentor, please don't abandon me!"

"Silence! Leave my world at once!"

The two shouted back and forth, flinging their lines like badly written theater students in a school play.

"What the hell is this nonsense?!"

Anastasia finally snapped.

"These are the kinds of people you're bringing to see me?!"

"From now on, no one is allowed to visit me without first being vetted by Senator Ethan!"

She turned to Velen with a glare.

"And YOU—if you introduce anyone like this to me again, I'll put you under house arrest for a month!"

"No—three months!"

Having reached her limit, she turned on her heel and soared toward the palace.

"Mentor, wait for me!"

Velen chased after her, clearly flustered.

Even he had been thrown off by the "wild" behavior of that youth.

He didn't look like that kind of person...

But the slaps and the exit? Hard to argue with that.

Once Anastasia and Velen were gone, Apollo finally exhaled a breath of relief.

That was close.

He wiped his brow, then turned to glare at Blackgold Sovereign.

"Blackgold! What the hell was that?! Why didn't you say your lines on time?!"

"You didn't listen to their conversation, did you?!"

"If His Highness Velen had questioned us any further, we'd both be dead right now!"

"…What?!"

Blackgold Sovereign nearly choked on air.

You're blaming ME?!