Chapter 32: Reward Deduction

It was a pleasing sight to see Donna and Felicia's faces ruined. He dragged the tip of his knife in their cheeks, huge enough to leave ugly scars but not deep that it will kill them.

"You monster!" Felicia yelled. She crawled right to the side of her unconscious sister who Allen scarred first.

"I'm just returning your favor," Allen said. "You took a lot from people. It's time the people to give them back."

The boy was about to turn around and leave when Felicia spoke, "It's Mary, isn't it? She did this."

Allen turned back to her and grinned, his mask exposing his white teeth under the bright moonlight. "And if she is? What will you do about it? That woman couldn't even afford medications for her son, let alone hire a hitman."

Felicia was speechless. She opened her mouth to try and say something but close it right back after no words would come out of it, "Whoever is behind this, I'll make sure they'll pay!"

Allen laughed maniacally, walking away from the alley. "They already did."

With a dramatic waving of his cloak, he activated its skill, disappearing in the sight of the woman. His presence was gone, but the echoes of his laugh lingered.

He leaped off on the roofs just in time for the cloak's effects to deactivate. Allen crouched and leaped down to the other alley where he took his disguise off and placed them back in his Inventory.

Talking to Mary, planning, and hunting the sisters took him about three hours. He needed to go to Shawn to get the tusks the man promised him. That was a Rare grade tusk, and he wasn't letting it out of his grasp.

"About time!" Shawn scoffed as he watched Allen walk up to him. He sighed and was carrying a small bag of the boar fangs they agreed on selling.

"Sorry, I got caught up with something," Allen said. "And thank you, for giving me this."

The butcher immediately retracted his hand and narrowed his eyes, "Who says I'm giving them out for free?"

This made the boy's face contort with confusion. "Uh, you did."

"Did I?" Shawn scratched the back of his head and finally have the bag to the boy. "Take care of those bad boys. Those tusks can get you a good dagger or even an arrowhead."

"Arrowhead," Allen whispered to himself and nodded. "Okay, I'll make sure to take note of that. Thanks!"

With that, the boy left the slaughterhouse and went straight to an alley. He opened the bag, looking around to see if there was anyone else there. When no one was, he took out the tusks and examined them.

The boar that Gary killed wasn't regular-sized. It was a Rare grade, meaning it's twice the size of the animal on Earth. With its body's size, comes the tusks. Its length was almost the same as Allen's forearm, but a third less thin.

Shawn was right when he said this would make a good dagger. But then again, Allen would need five more materials for it. He then pursed his lips and tapped his head.

It crossed his mind how ridiculous the Crafting Table would need more materials for a higher grade item. He can't even select the item he wants to be crafted.

There must be a hack for the Crafting Table that he didn't know. He wanted to try and find it as easily as he could, but he was occupied at the moment. He still hasn't paid Mary and the woman still hasn't given him the bow.

He headed out to a Codes shop where he plans to sell some of his Codes. One Basic grade Code would give him at most of twenty thousand dollars. It was that expensive. Though it was much less than a Rare grade, it was still pretty expensive.

He walked inside the shop and went to the woman by the counter. She had red hair that was tied neatly to a bun, her neck was adorned with a pearl necklace, and she wore a tight suit with a skirt that reached just above her knees.

"Excuse me, may I ask where I can sell Codes?" Allen asked.

The woman looked at him and pursed her lips, "Sir, I'm sorry. But we have partnered with Hunters to provide us with Codes. I believe I cannot help you with selling them here."

"Oh," Allen formed an O with his mouth. He asked the woman for more details, to which she willingly told him.

It turns out, Hunters cannot just sell Codes in shops. They needed to be a partner of the shop, an exclusive partner. Allen didn't know this since he hadn't sold any Code in his group before.

"May I ask if I can be your exclusive partner?" Allen asked. "That is if you want to."

"I'm sorry," the woman smiled at him like she pitied him. "But we're full at the moment. We had signed off ten Hunters, but I can refer you to a brand new store my friend has."

"Oh, that would be amazing," Allen grinned. The woman, whose name was Pamela. She gave him a piece of paper that had the name and address of the store.

After that, Allen thanked her and went to find the direction of the shop Pamela gave him. He was using the phone Jake gave him, looking at the map when a notification rang inside his head.

'Quest < Run Away > Completed.'

'Due to the delayed completion of the quest, the rewards are deducted by 33%.'

Allen completely forgot about his quest. He went straight to his interface and saw the rewards there. With a grin, he closed his interface and ran in the direction of the store, excitement boiling in his stomach.

He turned to a corner and his smile was wiped out instantly. He looked around but didn't see another opened establishment on the site. A few people were walking around, but the area seemed like it was void of people.

The boy looked at the card Pamela gave him and his phone, switching a couple of times to confirm that he was at the right place. "Well, this is not good."

Without any choice, Allen walked inside the rundown store in a rundown building.