Mistaken for a Catastrophe-Level Ghost Story Employee 111

Chapter 111

Static—

Bzzzt— Crackle—

Where the static passed, only silence remained.

And now.

The one producing all this noise was none other than.

Little Noise, Park Yeon-jeong.

‘It worked!’

I had successfully replicated Noise’s power. And the item that made all of this possible—

The Final Trigger.

—

/The Final Trigger

<Orange Bullet>

:Arrogant Demeanor. (The target hit by the bullet temporarily draws out their latent potential to its absolute limit.)

Every human possesses hidden potential.

—

With the power of the Orange Bullet, I drew out the latent potential within me.

But to be honest.

Even with the added boost from ‘A Day of Good Luck’, using the Orange Bullet was still a gamble.

If Noise’s power hadn’t manifested despite the bullet, this battle would’ve been over before it even began.

We would’ve been helplessly turned into the Black King’s new servants.

But as the result showed.

I succeeded in manifesting Noise’s power.

The reason I could wield Noise’s power now was likely due to the left arm it had taken from me.

The moment I felt Noise’s power surging through my body.

My hand instinctively stretched out toward the approaching Black Servants.

As if Noise itself had entered my body.

‘Like this, Employee Park Yeon-jeong.’

With my left hand extended—

Tick—!

A snap of my fingers.

Crackle— Bzzzt—

The static noise reverberated through the entire space, swallowing every Black Servant in sight in an instant.

With just a single snap.

I erased every Black Servant in the area, just like Noise had done before.

In the face of this overwhelming power, the fox with its nine swaying tails stared at me with sparkling eyes.

【W-Wow! You’re amazing! Husba— I mean, Master!】

Following the fox’s loud exclamation.

We felt the piercingly cold gaze of the blond man on the throne.

I… curled my lips into a composed smile.

Amidst the unsettling sensation of being a puppet controlled by someone else—a feeling completely foreign yet not entirely unwelcome.

Right now, that discomfort didn’t feel so bad.

I bent at a 45-degree angle in a deep bow.

Then, mimicking ‘that guy’s’ tone, I spoke.

“I’ll take over the VIP service my incompetent supervisor failed to provide, dear most esteemed customer.”

The Black King’s reaction to my words wasn’t exactly… pleased.

【This is not just any space. This is my domain.

【It is not a playground for insignificant insects like you!】

With the Black King’s furious roar—

Rumble—

Countless Black Servants emerged from the stone floor beneath us.

This time, their numbers far exceeded anything we’d faced before.

‘There’s no end to them.’

Of course, with Noise’s power, the Black Servants were no longer a concern.

But.

I couldn’t afford to waste time on these small fries.

As the Orange Bullet’s description clearly stated—

—

/The Final Trigger

<Orange Bullet>

:Arrogant Demeanor. (The target hit by the bullet temporarily draws out their latent potential to its absolute limit.)

…

…

—

There was no telling when the embers of this potential would burn out.

The moment Noise’s power faded.

We would be helplessly crushed by the Black King.

So.

“My disciple.”

【Y-Yes! Husb— I mean, Master!】

“I’ll leave these black pests to you. You can handle them, right?”

【…Huh?】

I entrusted the Black Servants to the fox.

Sure, there were a lot of them, but…

‘You should at least pull your own weight.’

With that, I lightly leaped off the ground.

The fox, watching me helplessly, shouted in panic.

【M-Master! You can’t just leave me here alone!】

Thud—

【!!】

Surrounded by the swarming Black Servants.

The fox—

Tears welling in its eyes—

Stared at my retreating figure.

Whoosh—

The blazing flames erupting from its nine tails roared violently.

【Master, you idiot!】

Whoooosh—

The flames from its nine tails swept through the area, instantly reducing every Black Servant to ashes.

Watching this absurd firepower, I was relieved my words hadn’t been wasted.

This fox—the ‘Nine-Tailed Fox’—was an anomaly.

Despite being classified as an E-grade ghost story, its power defied logic.

But unlike Noise, it wasn’t intelligent enough to conceal its true strength.

Judging from its behavior so far, it never could.

I could guarantee it.

The fox was, without a doubt, an E-grade ghost story.

That fact wouldn’t change.

It was just…

Unlike other ghost stories.

It was a special case—an E-grade that simultaneously qualified as an A-grade.

—

/Ghost Story Journal

[Celestial Fox (Cheonho)]

Cd-A-9

When the ‘Nine-Tailed Fox’ reveals its true form.

The one responsible must answer for it.

—

Celestial Fox.

No further explanation was needed.

With its nine tails unleashed, the fox wouldn’t fall easily to the Black Servants.

No—right now, it wouldn’t even be a challenge.

Honestly, I wanted to leave the Black King to the fox.

But.

‘The Black King… is absolutely out of the question.’

Others might be fine.

But the Black King had to be dealt with by me.

Only I could stop him here.

S-grade ghost stories were infamous for their troublesome elimination procedures.

Especially—

‘This king-obsessed bastard.’

I couldn’t afford to repeat past mistakes.

I couldn’t make the same error I did with the A-grade Smiling Mask.

The longer this battle dragged on, the only outcome would be death.

So.

I had to finish this as quickly as possible.

“I shall attend to you with the utmost respect, esteemed customer.”

In a single leap, I stood before the Black King’s throne, bowing deeply.

The king of this domain stared down at me.

Glare—

The Black King’s expression darkened, his golden eyes burning with murderous intent.

【…】

His silence…

Dragged on.

【…】

The Black King’s silence was longer than usual. If this continued without any reaction…

First strike wins?

Just as I leaned forward—

My left fist shooting toward the Black King’s face—

Five seconds before impact.

【Enough.】

Tick—

The Black King flicked his fingers.

With that simple motion, all the Black Servants froze in place.

Caught off guard, the fox also stopped moving.

I, too, was forced to halt.

Shhh—

!

The Black King rose from his throne.

Slowly circling around it, he continued.

【I’ve changed my mind.

【You should be grateful for my boundless mercy.】

With those words.

He extended his hand toward me… and spoke something I never expected.

【Become my ‘knight.’】

“……”

He was asking me… to serve as his knight.

And this offer was likely…

【This is not a request. It is the final mercy of a benevolent king.】

【You would be a fool to refuse.】

【Let me reiterate. This is not an offer… It is your last chance to survive.】

The Black King had made me an offer.

One that spared even the fox.

He was offering us… a way to live.

And this was an unprecedented anomaly—something not even recorded in the <Ghost Story Record Storage>.

A new irregularity in S-grade ghost stories had just appeared before me.

When I heard the Black King’s offer.

Only one thought crossed my mind.

—

/The King of the Black Forest

Do not be swayed by the king’s honeyed words. Remember what grade you stand before.

Most kings climbed to power through silver tongues and deceit.

—

“I appreciate the offer, but… you’re the exact opposite of the kind of boss I prefer.”

【…】

Amidst the Black King’s deepening silence, I made my rejection clear.

“In modern terms… we’d call you a ‘old man.’”