Chapter 69: Kill Steal (1)

Chapter 69: Kill Steal (1)

This was no ordinary gathering; it was a party consisting of five men.

Hey, take a look over there, one of them exclaimed.

Isnt that a black scythe? another chimed in.

The men, upon spotting Ryu Min, suddenly froze in their tracks, clearly taken aback. It was as though they had stumbled upon a lion in the midst of a tranquil meadow.

Ryu Min couldnt help but wonder why he felt a pang of unease. After all, these werent monsters; they were players.

Surely they wouldnt attack me unless theyve gone completely mad, he mused.

And look, theres a woman with him, another observer noted.

The men, their initial vigilance slowly waning, exchanged uncertain glances. Ryu Min found a modicum of comfort in having Min Juri by his side.

Um, hello? one of the men ventured hesitantly.

But Ryu Min remained silent, his expression akin to someone bothered by pesky flies, his brow furrowed.

Whats going on here? another inquired cautiously.

Well We came here to hunt orcs, but we never expected to run into such a sight, one of the men explained.

As he spoke, their collective gaze shifted in unison, drawn to a peculiar sight.

How many of those beasts did they bring down?

They managed to kill all these orcs? their shock quickly turned into comprehension.

The culprits responsible for the slain orcs were none other than the wielders of the black scythes. Yet, something didnt quite add up.

Wait a moment, there were this many orcs in such a small village? Somethings not right.

And whos that woman next to him? A companion, perhaps?

Black Scythe has a companion? Thats rather unusual. Unless hes using her for some peculiar purpose.

Her face is half and half, and shes quite buxom. She looks rather intriguing, heh.

I had no idea black scythe had such perverse tastes. Heh.

They couldnt utter these thoughts aloud, but their minds were active, free to criticize even the President if they so wished.

However, they had chosen their adversary unwisely.

Especially when facing someone with runic abilities.

So it came as no surprise that Ryu Mins eyebrows arched in response.

Dont bother me; just go away, he curtly instructed.

Excuse me? one of the men stammered.

I said if you dont have anything to say, leave.

But whats our plan here? another asked.

Its curiosity, my friends, a third chimed in. Were itching to discover just how this enigmatic fellow, Black Scythe, carries out his hunting.

Ah, yes, that thought has crossed my mind as well, admitted another. Im also intrigued by where hes sourcing all these orcs from.

So, whats the strategy? Shall we sneak closer and observe? yet another inquired.

Dont worry, as long as we stay a reasonable distance away, we wont be noticed. And if youre feeling scared, well, you can always hang back, the reassurer offered.

Fear? Not in a million years! Lets move.

Having mustered their courage, the five men ventured closer in the direction where the Black Scythe had been spotted.

I see him, over there, one of them whispered.

Through the dappled tree cover, they glimpsed a quaint thatched cottage, and just beyond it, the Black Scythe in the throes of his hunt.

They decided to make use of the trees as makeshift shields and close the distance cautiously.

At this range, we should remain concealed, one remarked.

Alright then, this is our chance to observe where this guy is rounding up those orcs from, another strategized.

Unbeknownst to them, Black Scythe was outside the cottage, methodically dispatching orcs.

Limb after limb was severed, and orc corpses thudded heavily to the ground.

Once hed created a substantial pile, the Black Scythe turned away, as though his part in this macabre dance was over.

What in the world is going on here? someone pondered aloud.

Why hasnt he finished them? another queried, perplexed.

Just then, the woman at his side, as if anticipating the moment, thrust her sword into an orc.

The unfortunate creature, unable to put up any resistance, relinquished experience points as its throat was cruelly pierced.

What Is he helping her level up? one of them wondered.

Why on earth? Whats his motive? another mused.

It was an incomprehensible sight. The number one-ranked player, squandering precious time leveling up with another woman.

What kind of pleasure did that woman offer to earn his help? someone speculated.

Good Lord, just look at how easy he makes hunting seem, another muttered enviously.

Their perspective on the matter was profoundly altered. Some of them, toiling to bring down a single orc, now felt a pang of frustration as they watched others amass experience points with minimal effort.

But isnt something rather peculiar here? one inquired.

What do you mean? another responded.

Take a closer look at that woman.

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