Pendragon's Infinity Gauntlet

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Chapter 18

I spent quite a while in the café, and what Pendragon was looking at was ostensibly a book, but in reality, it was just a book...

Pendragon's magic manifested in the interface of the quantum computer and disguised itself, appearing as the shell of a famous novel, but in fact it had long been connected to the Internet of this world.

I sat and read comics all afternoon. For Pendragon, this was no problem at all, but it wasn't so good for the other customers in the coffee shop. Apparently, sitting for too long can cause blood clots.

The target, who had been noticed by Pendragon, reluctantly got up to leave after being repeatedly urged by his friend Ken Kaneki.

Pendragon sipped her sugared iced water, having already gained access to most of the world's information through her pervasive network intrusion.

But what's really strange is that there's no information about ghouls in this world, not even the official CCG organization.

That's quite intriguing. The original setting is that the existence of ghouls is common knowledge, and there are even books published specifically about these demi-human creatures...

And now, all of that is gone, as if ghouls had never existed in this world.

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Huang Xiaoming maxed out his credit card at the cashier, barely managing to pay off the Pendragon bill. It's foreseeable that he won't have an easy time next month.

He walked out of the coffee shop, glancing back every few steps. Influenced by his companion's sighs, Huang Xiaoming couldn't help but let out a long sigh as well.

Paying by swiping a card is certainly a cool action, since it doesn't feel real, but the credit card limit becomes a source of great distress.

But when he took out his phone and saw the photo of himself with the King on the screen, especially the King making a cute (expressionless) peace sign, he immediately felt that it was all worth it!

"Hmm... there's something off about the color of this King's fur—and the eye color is wrong too!"

Huang Xiaoming, who had been looking at his phone, suddenly realized that he had been so excited when he encountered his favorite character in the real world that he had been so focused on gazing at the king's stunning good looks that he hadn't noticed these details at all.

Now it looks like BX is wearing a suit!

The only Berserker in the entire Type-Moon universe with a literary, girlish art style! Among Huang Xiaoming's many "wives," she's also ranked at the very top!

"Hahahaha!..."

Kaneki, who was worried that his best friend wouldn't be able to pay his credit card bill, suddenly heard a strange laugh. His best friend was laughing like Iori Yagami.

"Britain???"

Well, at first I was worried he wouldn't be able to pay back the money, but now I'm worried about his brain!

"We made a fortune! A huge profit! A fucking huge profit!"

No matter what Kaneki said, Huang Xiaoming could only say "I made a profit" and "It's not a loss" in Sichuan-accented Chinese, which made Kaneki panic.

"No! I need to go back to see my wife. Kaneki, you go back by yourself!"

Huang Xiaoming laughed so hard he almost choked, but then immediately changed his mind and wanted to go back to see his "wife".

"Um... isn't that the person in front of you who took a picture with you at the restaurant?"

"What? We just came out of Anding District. Don't lie to me, how could that be?"

Although Huang Xiaoming scoffed at Jinmu's tricks, he still obediently turned around to take a look.

"Holy crap! It really is! Am I seeing things?!"

Huang Xiaoming rubbed his eyes in disbelief. When he opened them again, he saw the cool girl who had been leaning against the telephone pole was now standing in front of them.

"When you hear this sound, you will immediately fall asleep standing up."

"Snapped!"

Pendragon snapped his fingers with his left hand.

"???"

Then, Huang Xiaoming stared blankly at the expressionless BX hair in front of him.

"..."

The ahoge on her head curled in confusion. Pendragon had clearly manipulated their minds with magic, and Kaneki Ken had clearly fallen asleep according to her.

But... why is this blond guy completely unharmed?

Although Pendragon didn't eat the black bean paste and isn't as good at controlling minds as the Mind Stone, these two are clearly just ordinary people.

Moreover, even Kaneki, who might have the protagonist's halo, was hypnotized, so why is this guy immune?

"You come with me."

After leaving Kaneki to go home alone to wash up and go to bed, Pendragon, for some reason, deliberately ventured into the alleyway between the houses.

I subconsciously felt that confidential matters must be carried out in such remote and secluded places.

Huang Xiaoming followed without hesitation, even if BX Mao turned into a ghoul and tried to eat him!

There's something in your head.

Huang Xiaoming was stunned when Pendragon opened his mouth.

"That's right, I have brain matter in my head..."

Pendragon's second attempt ended in failure. She could control his body, but not his mind; a peculiar power resided within his soul.

Perhaps eating a piece of black bean paste could help her force a breakthrough, but she was too lazy to bother with such a trivial matter.

Are you a time traveler?

Pendragon followed them out the door, and heard every word of Hideki Nagachika's conversation with Kaneki Ken.

The original work did not specify that this blond guy was from Sichuan.

"Huh??...What? How could this be! No, it wasn't me, I didn't..."

Huang Xiaoming felt guilty, and although his face turned pale from the sudden bombshell, he still refused to budge.

However, as Pendragon remained silent, staring at him with his dark golden eyes and emanating an increasingly intense invisible pressure, Huang Xiaoming finally realized he couldn't continue his fabrication...

No, it's not that I can even speak.

"How...how did you know? By the way, you wouldn't happen to be an employee of the Time Travel Administration, and you're here to use your beauty to capture me and take me back, would you?"

What's going on in this world?

Pendragon had no interest in the origins of this time traveler, nor in the power within his mind; he only needed to ask for some information.

"As far as I know, it has something to do with you."

The question was simple and direct, without any elaborate rhetoric. It was something I did on the spur of the moment, as long as it wasn't some kind of dessert crisis.

"Goose……"

Cold sweat the size of mung beans broke out on Huang Xiaoming's forehead. Although it wasn't as sharp because of the glasses, he still felt like he was being stabbed in the back under the gaze of those seemingly emotionless dark golden eyes, and felt immense pressure.

Pendragon: I have no human emotions.jpg

It seems the system has crashed in its brain. Are there any confidentiality regulations or punishments for obliteration?

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Chapter Nineteen: Read My Eyes and Act Accordingly

Chapter 19

Huang Xiaoming quickly considered the pros and cons in his mind and suddenly realized that he didn't seem to have anything to keep secret. If he told people about the system, they might not even believe him...

Having figured this out, Huang Xiaoming readily shared all the information he knew, along with his own speculations.

"I see."

In the blink of an eye, Huang Xiaoming only heard this sharp and pleasant voice, and in the instant he blinked, Pendragon's figure had already disappeared in front of him.

It's unbelievable that "transmigrators with systems" actually exist.

Pendragon only listened to the information that the time traveler could confirm, and had no interest in the other wild ideas the traveler had come up with.

Since it wasn't a major crisis involving desserts and pastries, she couldn't be bothered to care.

Whether it's a god or a higher civilization, if there's anyone who dares to disrupt her eating experience, then Pendragon wouldn't mind snapping his fingers to test their mettle.

With the crisis over, Pendragon can now comfortably enjoy all kinds of food, and his mood immediately improves.

Of course, the passive aspect of her current face is that she's aloof and cool, with no expression and no emotion. Even if she's really happy inside, she won't show it.

"Um???"

Downstairs in the An Ding District, Pendragon encountered a large group of people who had just finished paying and were coming out.

Seeing Pendragon return and go up to the second-floor coffee shop, I immediately felt terrible.

You'd already left, so why are you coming back right away? What's with that?

These people still had a lot of backbone. Apart from a few ladies who went to sit in the coffee shop after paying the bill, the men did not do anything so shameful and decided to come earlier tomorrow.

Pendragon pushed open the door, and Dong Xiangjiang was busy settling accounts for the guests who had been sitting for most of the day and whose butts were a little sore. She hadn't had time to clear the table yet.

It's perfect that we don't need to change seats. This spot near the balcony's floor-to-ceiling windows has the best natural light, and the lush green vines that completely cover the railing create a visually pleasing effect.

Pendragon's body stopped growing, and he didn't notice the passage of time while reading, until Touka-chan walked up to him and tapped on the table.

"Our store is closing soon."

"and many more."

Pendragon didn't even look up; he just happened to see the exciting part. Even if the sky were to fall, he would watch this part.

Dong Xiangjiang subconsciously rolled her eyes, about to say something, when she saw the squinty-eyed shop manager shaking his head at her.

Store manager: Watch my tone.

Touka: "..."

Well, based on their tacit understanding over the years, even if the shop manager has his eyes closed, Touka-chan can still read his eyes.

We'll leave Pendragon's table for now. The other tables and chairs used by today's guests need to be disinfected and wiped down. It doesn't require any special skills; you can do it well if you're careful.

Despite being a girl, this kind of physical work doesn't seem to pose any difficulty for Touka.

After wiping down the tables and chairs, it seemed that her work was done. Dong Xiangjiang originally wanted to find a few glasses to wipe, but it seemed that the store manager had already taken over this task. The tableware used today was so clean that it could be used as a mirror!

The store manager is so free today...

While internally complaining, Touka also took a wine glass and wiped it with a white cloth. Although the glass in her hand was already spotless, it seemed to be a way for them to pass the time.

"Dongxiangjiang, you can go home now. You've worked hard today."

"……what?"

Although she was wiping the cup, her eyes were completely off her hands, and she was secretly staring at Touka of Pendragon before she realized what was happening.

"No... isn't there another guest here?"

She slightly raised her head to gesture to Pendragon, who was engrossed in the novel's plot. Her profile, softened by the gentle light, resembled a crescent moon, serene and beautiful.

"You can watch it even after get off work."

I really wanted to say that, but the store manager just smiled more broadly and remained silent.

"I've finished reading it. What was it you wanted to talk to me about?"

Pendragon raised his head, and his ahoge (cowlick) swayed.

"Is it time to serve food? I'm a little hungry..."

Seeing Pendragon rub his flat stomach, Touka and the shopkeeper were both shocked. This was no ordinary level of being able to eat!

Judging from her appetite, she spends most of her day eating, and it's impossible for her to live a normal life anymore.

"I'm very sorry, the next batch of ingredients won't be delivered until tomorrow morning."

"Just kidding, I'm not actually that hungry."

Pendragon continued speaking in the same tone without realizing it, her stern voice making her sound genuinely serious no matter what tone she used.

"Oh, it's getting dark."

Pendragon looked out the window with some surprise. In the darkness, there were scattered lights. This should be a less developed area of ​​Tokyo. There were hardly any cars passing by anymore.

Having been in a spaceship with a constant environment for so long, Pendragon had no idea how long it had been since he had seen darkness. Every time he soaked in the hot springs, all he saw was the vast universe, a completely different experience from what he saw on Earth.

"Yes, our store is already closed."

Touka smiled and emphasized what she had said earlier.