Ch.291[Chapter 291] City of Disaster

Tycoon City was currently experiencing the greatest crisis in its history.

Every imaginable natural disaster, unimaginable acts of God, and all manner of calamities that had only existed in imagination were now descending upon Tycoon City.

“What in the world is…”

Mayor was relatively new among Tycoon City’s mayors, but even so, he had been mayor for decades.

Yet in all those decades, he had never witnessed such an act of God anywhere.

No, was this even truly an act of God?

Could it be the apocalypse prepared by the Unborn President to judge our arrogance?

Mayor lost his senses to this terrifying horror—the first he had seen not just in his tenure as mayor, but in his entire life.

What about Sir Dominic?

“Oh, goodness. Another incident?”

Sir Dominic merely let out a sigh.

Then, as usual, he drew his sword and shield and began walking somewhere.

For some reason, he had an inkling about this incident.

“W-where are you going?”

Mayor, who had been lying flat on the ground denying the natural disaster, called out as Sir Dominic passed by.

Sir Dominic considered ignoring Mayor, but decided to show at least some courtesy since they had just signed a contract.

“To the amusement park.”

“Amusement park?”

Mayor asked again as if demanding more explanation, but Sir Dominic ignored the question and continued walking, as if he had no time to spare.

He was grinning, as if it was time for Sir Dominic the knight of Feralant to take action, rather than Sir Dominic the businessman.

…

Sir Dominic arrived at the amusement park, the most controversial place in Tycoon City.

Since it wasn’t far from Sir Dominic’s farm, he was able to walk there despite the treacherous weather.

The amusement park was scheduled to be completed tomorrow, so there were still some unfinished parts like steel frames and signs, but all the workers had evacuated due to the sudden anomalous phenomenon.

Of course, there were some work addicts who were risking their lives to paint, but they were soon led away by their fellow employees.

The reason was that the risk of having to rest for more than three days if injured while working now outweighed the benefit of doing one more task.

If you thought they were concerned about their colleagues dying or acting out of humanity, you should reconsider where this is.

This was GachaLand, this was Tycoon City.

The difference from GachaLand was that in GachaLand, you could die and immediately resurrect to do other work without anyone complaining, but in Tycoon City, death meant a mandatory three-day rest period.

Death was rare in Tycoon City.

For these people, death only occurred when they jumped from construction sites without safety measures, died from overwork, or when their stomachs burst from drinking too many energy drinks.

All these deaths happened when people didn’t rest properly, and their frequency decreased dramatically if people just rested properly.

That’s why people in Tycoon City were required to rest for at least three days when they experienced death.

Sir Dominic watched employees dragging away a colleague who was still swinging a brush, trying to paint.

He asked them about Don Castello’s whereabouts.

“You there, do you know where Don Castello is?”

The employees who stopped at Sir Dominic’s call thought for a moment, then answered his question.

“He’s probably in the supervision office! I saw him going there last!”

“Thank you!”

“Don’t mention it! By the way, natural disasters are coming, so escape quickly!”

With those words, the employees disappeared around a corner.

Sir Dominic decided to go to the supervision office as the employees had suggested.

Fortunately, the signs were well-placed, so finding the way to the supervision office wasn’t difficult.

“…? Rain?”

On his way to the supervision office, Sir Dominic was hit by a raindrop falling from the sky.

The sky was in such disarray that it looked like it would pour at any moment.

Could this also be an effect of the natural disaster?

Sir Dominic quickened his pace to find Don Castello before being swept away by the natural disaster.

…

At the amusement park construction site’s supervision office.

Don Castello was sitting at the supervisor’s desk, trembling.

However, he wasn’t trembling because he was afraid of the natural disaster.

“The grand opening is just two days away! How heartless is the sky!”

That’s right.

Don Castello was currently furious that the weather would be terrible on the day of the completion ceremony and grand opening.

“…This is complete nonsense! I paid a high price because it was supposed to grant wishes, and I wished for our amusement park to become famous..!”

Don Castello suddenly jerked forward and took something out of his pocket, throwing it to the floor.

It was a withered hand that, judging by its fur and shape, appeared to be a monkey’s paw.

The monkey’s paw had one finger extended, though when Don Castello first bought it, it had three fingers extended.

After staring at the withered monkey’s paw for a while, Don Castello eventually picked it up again.

He figured he might as well make his last wish, since it was supposed to grant three wishes.

“Help make the completion ceremony and grand opening successful.”

With those words, Don Castello fell silent.

However, there was no response or change from the monkey’s paw.

It just remained stiff with one finger extended.

“Ha, I must be crazy. Since when did I start believing in such things?”

Don Castello chuckled and threw the monkey’s paw behind him again.

The monkey’s paw drew a parabola and fell into the trash can.

Bang!

That was the sound that occurred the moment the monkey’s paw hit the bottom of the trash can.

Of course, it wasn’t a sound made by the monkey’s paw.

“So here you are, Don Castello.”

It was the sound of Sir Dominic kicking open the door of the supervision office.

“Huh? W-what? Sir Dominic. What brings you here?”

Don Castello stammered at Sir Dominic’s sudden appearance, wondering if he had done something wrong.

Sir Dominic strode over, grabbed Don Castello by the shoulders, and shook him back and forth, demanding a confession.

“What on earth have you done?”

“W-what? What did I do?”

The culprit Sir Dominic suspected was none other than Don Castello.

He thought that with Don Castello’s bad luck, he could certainly cause an incident like this.

Of course, this was the messy deduction of a mentally exhausted Sir Dominic…

Creeak.

The monkey’s paw in the trash can folded its last finger.

This meant that someone who could help with the completion ceremony and grand opening had arrived.

The monkey’s paw had properly granted the wish.

Only the process was a little different.

In a way, Sir Dominic might have just been moving according to the wish Don Castello had made.

Well, it was impossible to know for sure.

The monkey’s paw, having folded its last finger, disappeared from that spot at some point.

…

“Hmm, so you wished on a monkey’s paw, and that wish was to make the amusement park famous?”

“Yes. That’s all I can think of.”

Don Castello said, watching Sir Dominic’s reaction.

Don Castello wasn’t consciously aware of his wrongdoing, but subconsciously he knew he had done something wrong.

“…Then it seems it wasn’t you, Don Castello… Hmm… It could just be a bug.”

Sir Dominic didn’t know much about the effects of the monkey’s paw, so he just thought of it as a charm for making wishes.

So even though he had correctly guessed that Don Castello was the culprit, he let the culprit go because he had circumstantial evidence but no physical evidence.

However, Sir Dominic didn’t care much about that fact.

No, he was actually feeling sorry.

He had strode over thinking he was getting involved in an incident, but in reality, this situation was good for Sir Dominic.

Come to think of it, wasn’t Sir Dominic’s goal to fail spectacularly and return to GachaLand?

Some might ask why he was going through all this trouble when he could just go back, but Sir Dominic was a knight.

He was someone who had it ingrained in his subconscious that retreat without justification was dishonorable, so he couldn’t consider simply running away.

Anyway, Sir Dominic’s purpose was to truly never look back at this place again.

So this natural disaster itself was actually beneficial for Sir Dominic.

“By the way, it’s really strange. All natural disasters are converging here.”

“…What did you just say?”

Sir Dominic urgently grabbed Don Castello’s shoulders after hearing his words.

“Huh? W-what? I said natural disasters are converging on this amusement park…?”

“…!”

When Sir Dominic widened his eyes, Don Castello somehow turned his head and avoided eye contact.

Sir Dominic felt suspicion rising in his mind once again.

The suspicion that Don Castello had definitely done something.