Harvey York’s Rise to Power

Everyone was tense; they were sure Harvey would really die if this went on.

Waylon chuckled coldly when he saw Harvey crossing his arms, looking calm.

“Aren’t you going to find a solution to this?”

“Once the evil energy gets in your body, even I won’t be able to save you!”

Harvey smiled, still calm. He looked at the evil energy around him curiously, like it was a toy.

“Do something, Master York!’

Castiel panicked when he saw Harvey not doing anything.

“This looks insane! If you can’t do anything about it, then just surrender!”

“It’s not embarrassing at all!”

It didn’t matter if Harvey lost; it didn’t matter if Fortune Hall was gone, either…

Castiel was simply worried about his master!

If Harvey died here, he wouldn’t know how to break the news!

Master York! Now’s not the time to

win if you can break

“Stop pretending!”

customers had already acknowledged Harvey’s admirable character. They were all worried sick for him, screaming at him to deal with the curse or just admit

such a young and talented

middle-aged man from before chuckled

all should

of talent, but he’s completely inferior

That’s why he’s

Waylon laughed.

going to

be too late if you

continues, I won’t be

your soul is a lot worse

Waylon grinned, smug.

scared.” Harvey

least show you

a piece of paper and cinnabar,

moment

drawing on the paper in front

saw Harvey’s movements, then scoffed