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

As the two powerful figures descended from the sky, cloaked in their servant uniforms yet radiating suffocating auras, the elder's expression imdiately twisted in fear.

He spun around without hesitation, ready to flee.

He didn't know exactly what terrifying rank these two individuals had reached, but one thing was certain—either of them could casually erase him from existence.

And these monsters... were rely servants of the Fortress?

He had actually dared to bring his ntee here to make a scene?

This wasn't coming to settle a score. This was marching straight into his own grave!

He had only lived for a few hundred years. He still had his youth! He wasn't ready to die in a place like this!

"ntor?!"

"Where are you going?!"

"Why are you just leaving?!"

The young man was baffled as he saw his ntor suddenly turn and flee. He rushed after him in a panic.

"Let go of !" the elder shouted, his face contorted with rage.

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

"I must've been cursed for eight lifetis to end up with a ntee like you! You're going to get 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.

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

"Wait—don't leave here!"

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

"Shut up!"

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

"If you dare call your ntor one more ti, I'll smack you into paste right here!"

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

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 ntor!"

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

But his ntor'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 ntor had run away, then this place was definitely not safe.

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

A few monts 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 bewildernt.

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

"…Left?"

Velen was stunned.

Didn't they co here to flaunt sothing?

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? Co on, work with here—I can't reenact this alone."

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

"…Excuse ??"

Blackgold Sovereign's expression darkened.

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

Is this so 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 reenactnt—you just want an excuse to slap !

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

"ntor, don't leave behind!"

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

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

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

"From this mont 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 ntor and ntee said earlier!"

Wait a second…

Don't tell 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 mont, 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 ntor and ntee had said earlier. He'd been chatting with Kevin the whole ti 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, ntor, please don't abandon !"

"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 ?!"

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

She turned to Velen with a glare.

"And YOU—if you introduce anyone like this to 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.

"ntor, wait for !"

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 ti?!"

"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 ?!