While the rescue party’s mages were preparing the teleport spell, Gong Ju-Ha stood quietly and kept glancing over at Seo Jun-Sik. She was like a teenage girl who was at a meetup with her favorite idol.

‘They look the exact same.’ 

Well, he was a clone. That was a given. If she had to say, the only difference between the two was their hairstyles. Unlike Seo Jun-Ho, the owner of the body, Seo Jun-Sik’s hair was slicked back.

“Originaaaal.” Seo Jun-Sik crouched down into a squat. His face scrunched into a pout.

“What?”

“It hurts. I’ve been finding it hard to breathe for a while now.”

“How many times have you said that already? Just hold on for a little more. You’ll be fine once we make it into the city.

Seo Jun-Ho patted Seo Jun-Sik’s shoulder while he was sulking.

His eyes met Ju-Ha’s. “Captain Gong, is there something you’d like to say?”

“N-No! Not at all.” She shook her head vigorously. Her voice dropped to a mutter. “It’s just kind of fascinating. I can’t believe there are two Specters…”

“Hmph. We look the same, but I’m different from this guy,” Seo Jun-Sik said, groaning as if he were a patient.

“How so?” she asked.

“First of all, unlike this guy, I’m authentic.”

“Don’t believe him. It’s just all nonsense,” Seo Jun-Ho said, quickly cutting in to correct him. “That’s what he said to me, too, so I believed...