Two hours before Shin Jungho would attempt the 10th floor.

└ Soma’s launching tomorrow!

└ Say what you will, but the fact that Soma’s still the only one we can rely on is just…

└ The Electric Empress climbed to the 61st floor too, so wouldn’t pushing too hard backfire?

└ It’d probably work lol, just costs too much lmao

└ Still, she climbed steadily without overdoing it like Soma, so she’s probably hoarded quite a stash of items hehe

└ Soma charged through the top floors solo from the start, so it’s his own karma lol

└ 62nd floor is the Electric Cobra, right? Gotta prep proper lightning resistance for that yikes

└ According to Soma, he’ll clear it in 4 hours lol

└ The fastest official record is 4 hours 37 minutes, and he’s gonna shave off 40 minutes? Isn’t he gonna get himself killed pushing like that?

└ That’s all calculated lol. Gotta look impressive so he’s got something to point to if he needs to bail lmaooo

└ Anyway, when’s my nickname gonna get mentioned like Soma’s?

└ What’s your nickname?

└ Me in Your Eyes

└ Probably never gonna happen in your lifetime lol

└ Destroyed lmaooo

└ So many superhumans with wild personalities lmao

Park Soyul skimmed through the chat room, then scowled at the last message before swiping the screen away.

“It’s nothing but Soma talk in here. Must be nice for him, huh?”

Ahead of Swordmaster Kim Taemin’s 62nd floor attempt.

The top three rankers of Seoul Tower gathered in one place once again.

Kim Taemin replied with a smirk.

“If you want, you’re welcome to come up and take this spot anytime.”

“Yeah, for whose benefit? If I bleed out all my items this time, I’ll just have to take the 63rd floor instead!”

Recalling their afternoon phone call, Kim Taemin chuckled.

“Think you can pull that off? Excalibur should be in my hands soon enough.”

“What? Excalibur? The Commissioner’s bringing that in?”

Kim Taemin shrugged.

“Better than watching Seoul crumble, wouldn’t you say?”

Park Soyul laughed with a grating, unpleasant tone.

“Wow, you psycho bastard. How is someone like you ranked first in Seoul Tower?”

“I’m telling you, come up and take it if you want.”

“Yeah, I will. And I’ll be taking your Excalibur too.”

Seeing Park Soyul refuse to back down—unlike her usual self—Kim Taemin frowned for the first time.

“What’s this? Why so aggressive all of a sudden?”

“Just want to etch the Electric Empress’s name into someone’s head, that’s all.”

Park Soyul smiled playfully.

She was a woman whose thoughts were impossible to read on any given day.

And knowing she had the sheer determination to actually climb all the way to the top floor if she set her mind to it, he couldn’t help but feel a sense of caution.

The unique was irreplaceable.

But the moment the one-of-a-kind became one of two.

Its value would plummet.

Kim Taemin abandoned the idea of probing further.

He’d been caught in her traps more than once or twice before.

Instead, he redirected his frustration toward the other person.

“Tch. Hey, when you’ve received something, you should have results to show for it, shouldn’t you?”

At Kim Taemin’s angry interrogation, Yoon Changdae crossed his arms and grinned.

“I said 30 days. But one thing’s for certain—he’s not in the west.”

“Can you guarantee that?”

“Positive. Though I can’t help it if there are places I couldn’t check. I’ll hand over the list, and you can look through it yourself.”

They were talking about high-ranking figures in politics and business.

The buildings they lived in were fortified against superhuman intrusion, so even Yoon Changdae couldn’t enter them freely.

“Tch. Don’t you have at least a rough idea of where to look?”

Yoon Changdae smirked and replied.

“Hmm, wouldn’t you know that better than I do?”

Unlike Park Soyul and Yoon Changdae, Kim Taemin was meticulous about maintaining his network.

The reason he’d been able to exploit the Superhuman Management Agency’s blind spot and slip out of their grasp was because someone had been watching his back.

“…With this much hand-holding required, I’m starting to wonder if giving you that Skill Enhancement Ticket was worth it.”

As Kim Taemin grumbled, Yoon Changdae laughed heartily.

“Still, there’s no one with search abilities quite like mine, so isn’t that why you entrusted it to me? Just wait 20 more days and you’ll learn the identity of that Mirinae you’re so desperate to find. Hell, we might even discover him tomorrow.”

“…I pray that promise isn’t empty talk. Unless you want to throw up everything you’ve swallowed.”

Clearing the 62nd floor would buy another 30 days.

All he needed was to recover Kkamangi during that time.

“Keu-keu-keu, right, right. Oh, the west is done, and now we’ve got the north and east—where should I search first?”

Park Soyul kept her eyes wide open, only the corners of her mouth turning upward.

“I believe I told you not to touch my territory?”

“Ha, all of northern Seoul is your territory?”

Unlike Kim Taemin, Park Soyul had a head for business.

She’d set up more than ten establishments in northern Seoul.

Starting with a cafe, then a Korean BBQ joint, a bakery, a clothing store, a real estate agency, a PC bang—the variety was endless.

But having shops scattered around didn’t justify calling the entire area her territory—that was quite an exaggeration.

“Yeah, it’s all mine.”

Park Soyul answered as if she genuinely believed it.

Crazy bitch.

But…

The more she acted like that, the more he wanted to poke around, you know?

“You sound pretty confident, as if Mirinae’s hiding over there?”

“Yeah, he’s mine too. So scram.”

“…’He’? So Mirinae’s a guy?”

Park Soyul flicked her tongue out.

“My gut tells me so.”

…Anyway, I’m the only sane person in this group.

“Hah, whatever. If Mirinae’s in the north, it’d be way faster to search together, wouldn’t it?”

“I absolutely despise having rats scurrying around my neighborhood.”

“…You can’t even see them, so what are you gonna do about it?”

At Yoon Changdae’s provocation, Park Soyul flashed a bright smile.

“Did you know? In my neck of the woods, lightning strikes out of a clear sky every now and then. And you’d be amazed at how well it finds the rats that are hiding.”

At her blatant threat, Yoon Changdae looked to Kim Taemin.

“What do we do?”

Kim Taemin observed the two of them before reaching a conclusion.

“…Start with the east.”

Since they lived in different areas, the three rankers had naturally divided Seoul into three zones to cover.

The east was Kim Taemin’s zone, and he’d already deployed people to search it thoroughly.

However, he couldn’t track the Summoning Stone directly like Yoon Changdae could.

At best, he could launch a focused search once someone exhibiting suspicious behavior was identified.

“Well, I don’t care either way.”

Once that matter was settled.

Kim Taemin brought up the original purpose for gathering them.

“I need a favor.”

Kim Taemin pulled out three scrolls.

Park Soyul smirked, took the scrolls, and activated her skill.

Pajit! Pajit! Pajit!

Lightning magic charged into the scrolls one after another.

Blank Scrolls.

Items capable of storing magic skills.

With a level 6 usage restriction.

By storing her magic skills in Blank Scrolls like this, she’d be unable to use those skills for five days, proportional to the number of charges stored.

Even bearing that penalty, there was one reason she filled the scrolls for Kim Taemin.

As long as they weren’t attempting a floor that was a multiple of 10.

They would do everything in their power to help whoever was climbing the highest floor.

Since floors in multiples of 10 had special rewards, cooperating on those was awkward—but outside of those, they’d work together.

And that single condition was what kept the Triumvirate Meeting intact.

Kim Taemin’s lips curled upward as he received the three scrolls.

“Much obliged.”

The monster on the 62nd floor was the Electric Cobra.

Creatures with lightning resistance against lightning attacks.

Naturally, lightning attacks wouldn’t be very effective against them.

But if the climbing superhuman possessed lightning resistance, the attempt would become that much easier.

And precisely because of those monster characteristics.

Park Soyul hadn’t bothered pushing hard on the 62nd floor.

Well, from the 63rd floor onward, things would be different.

“We done here? Don’t die on me—I’d hate to clean up your mess.”

“Thanks for the cheap encouragement.”

Park Soyul cheerfully raised her middle finger and walked out.

Though they snarled at each other like mortal enemies, they were ultimately a community bound by shared fate.

And having two sources of help was better than one.

“Now that she’s gone.”

Yoon Changdae, who’d been waiting for an opening, spoke up, and Kim Taemin gestured with his chin for him to continue.

“Mirinae… I want to search the north first.”

On Yoon Changdae’s face.

A mischievous, childlike smile spread.

* * *

Morning hours at the Jeonjeon Cafe.

Park Soyul took a pleasant sip of her café latte, as usual, and asked.

“Jungho, do you know what day today is?”

A dusting of white foam from the 3D latte art clung to her lips.

She pouted them as if it were his fault, making a show of displaying it.

Shin Jungho handed her a napkin and replied flatly.

“It’s the day the Swordmaster attempts the 62nd floor.”

“Wow! You say you don’t care about the Tower, but you know all about this stuff! Oh, thank you. You’re secretly a gentleman, aren’t you?”

“Seoul’s fate hangs in the balance.”

Of course, it wasn’t as though Seoul would immediately collapse if Kim Taemin failed.

Unless the Seoul Tower was attempting the highest floor in the world, that is.

There were ways to get help, so there wouldn’t be sudden panic.

However, if the superhumans affiliated with that tower couldn’t manage the threat of Tower Collapse.

They’d have to suffer massive losses to invite superhumans from other countries.

So for now, the best scenario was for Swordmaster Kim Taemin to continue clearing floors steadily.

“Anyway, just you wait! From the 63rd floor on, you’ll be remembering a different name! Jungho… you know who I’m talking about, right?”

At Park Soyul’s urging for him to say it, Shin Jungho humored her as if he had no choice.

“The Electric Empress… Superhuman Park Soyul.”

“Kuhuhuhut! I’m climbing straight to the 63rd floor all because of you, Jungho!”

Shin Jungho immediately dropped his expression and shut her down.

“If that’s the reason, there’s really no need to push yourself.”

“Ugh! Can’t you say even one nice thing? That’s exactly why I like you, though!”

Park Soyul laughed brightly, then pondered what she’d use to tease this unflappable man today.

But that wish of hers was shattered to pieces by the arrival of a customer.

“Ooh, nice atmosphere. …Hmm? Why does the coffee smell so good in here? Man, I’m so curious I can’t not try a cup.”

Massive muscles that every fitness enthusiast looked up to.

Surprisingly well-maintained, swaying black bob-cut hair.

Narrow eyes and a boldly displayed set of perfect teeth that contrasted with his enormous frame.

At the appearance of Yoon Changdae, Seoul Tower’s 3rd-ranked superhuman, Park Soyul’s expression hardened instantly.

Yoon Changdae sneered at her reaction and asked.

“What? You don’t take customers here?”

Shin Jungho immediately stood up from his seat.

“Ah, sorry about that. I can help you with your order over—”

Park Soyul cut in with a command.

“Jungho, sit down.”

“Excuse me?”

“A filthy rat just crawled in, and I need to get rid of it quickly.”

“…What?”

Park Soyul rose from her seat and stood before Yoon Changdae.

Park Soyul was considerably tall for a woman, well above average.

But even so, standing before the massive Yoon Changdae, she looked like an elementary schooler facing off against a grown adult.

“The customer service here is a complete mess. How do you even run a business like this?”

At Yoon Changdae’s smooth-talking charm, Park Soyul smiled sweetly and replied.

“Get out. Before I fry you.”

But if he were going to stop at just this, he wouldn’t have come in person.

Yoon Changdae grinned loosely and gestured with his chin toward Shin Jungho, who stood there in an uncertain stance.

“That guy over there… the pet boy the Electric Empress dotes on?”

Casually dropping a term designed to grate on her nerves.