Chapter 448 Family Breakfast



Villain Ch 448. Family Breakfast

Emma's skepticism deepened, her frown etched firmly on her face as she continued to scrutinize her father's unexpected request. "That's new," she remarked, her tone laced with disbelief. Jordan was known for consulting her about various aspects of the gaming world, but never before had he sought her opinion on the actions of his own recruits. Emma couldn't help but find this situation rather perplexing, especially considering her initial reservations about Allen and the other recruits. She had even offered to be the sole villain in the game, so her father's sudden interest in her opinion left her thoroughly baffled.

Jordan tried to ease the tension in the room with a casual tone. "Well, I just wanted to know your opinion," he explained, attempting to downplay the significance of the situation. In reality, he had an ulterior motive behind this discussion – he wanted to bring Emma and Allen closer together, laying the groundwork for a potential revelation about Allen's true identity as her half-sibling. However, that was a secret he wasn't ready to unveil just yet.

Emma's gaze shifted towards Allen, her eyes carefully studying him as if trying to uncover the secrets within. She was clearly sizing him up, and her curiosity about the situation was undeniable.

"Tell me honestly, okay? And no hard feelings," Jordan continued. He was determined to gather his daughter's genuine opinion about Allen's tactics and actions during the recent game event.

Emma paused for a moment, considering her response carefully. "Your tactics are not bad," she began, addressing Allen directly. "In a real war, that's definitely something I would employ. However, in a game, you need something that creates more – impact. You need to instill fear and assert dominance. So, if I were you, I'd still aim to have a significant impact from the front," she suggested, her words carrying a weight of experience and knowledge about the gaming world. Her assessment was thoughtful and constructive.

Allen's eyes lit up with understanding as he grasped Emma's suggestion. "You mean destroy the gate?" he confirmed, eager to delve into her strategic insights.

She nodded, affirming his deduction. "That Behemoth, you can utilize it to destroy the gate. Additionally, you can establish pacts with other monsters to aid you. Consider them as your collection," Emma explained, offering a valuable perspective on how to enhance his tactics. Her feedback was straightforward and concise, conveying that the core of his strategy was indeed strong.

Allen acknowledged Emma's advice with gratitude, appreciating her insights. "Thank you for your input. I did plan to do that, but it was hampered by several things," he confessed, revealing his intentions and the obstacles he had encountered.

Jordan, curious and open to suggestions, turned his attention to Allen. "Tell me what it is. Do you have any input too? Suggestions?" he inquired, eager to hear Allen's perspective.

"Yeah, it's about the money and coins. We're having trouble upgrading our equipment," Allen explained, sharing the challenges he and the group were facing. He understood that this was a common issue in the game, but as villains, the pressure to maintain their strength and gear up was more intense. It was this pressure that compelled him to voice his suggestion, hoping for a viable solution.

Emma chimed in with her perspective. "But isn't that a natural thing? You are given the same difficulties as other players after all," she pointed out, reminding them of the game's inherent challenges.

Allen, however, clarified his concern. "Exactly, that's the problem. I don't mind that, but we are required to be undefeated in the game, at least not in an early stage like this. This means we have to upgrade our equipment regularly. So, if we can get more coins from other players, that would be better," he argued, emphasizing the need for additional resources.nOVe)lB/1n

Emma countered, referencing their passive skills. "But you and the others already have passive skills for that," she reminded him.

Allen elaborated further on his reasoning. "Yes, but for example, in yesterday's event, the rewards for killing players and monsters were almost the same. We know that killing players is more difficult than killing monsters, even if they're at the same level," he explained, underscoring his objection to the current reward system.

Emma pondered the suggestion for a brief moment before nodding in agreement. "Yeah, that makes sense," she admitted, acknowledging the validity of Allen's point.

Jordan wanted to be absolutely clear about the proposal. "So, just to confirm, you're suggesting we increase the coin rewards for player kills?" he asked for clarity.

Allen affirmed, "Exactly."

Jordan considered the idea and nodded approvingly. "I can get on board with that," he replied, his agreement signaling his willingness to support the proposal.

Allen expressed his gratitude with a simple "Thanks," appreciating their understanding and willingness to consider his suggestion.

Soon, the server skillfully placed their dishes in front of them, one by one, with a precision that indicated years of experience in serving guests. The tantalizing aroma of the breakfast dishes wafted through the room, instantly catching their attention and enticing their senses.

A delightful spread of breakfast items covered the table, from fluffy scrambled eggs to crispy bacon, freshly baked pastries, and an assortment of fruits and juices. Each dish looked as delectable as the next.

"Do you have any other input?" Jordan inquired, his eyes shifting between his two dining companions.

Allen paused for a moment, contemplating whether he should delve into a more personal topic. But then he hesitated. This wasn't just about discussing the results of the game event or game tactics. It was about addressing the possibility of a connection that could change the course of his life. The thought of knowing the truth and having a real family weighed heavily on him.

Jordan leaned back in his chair, a slight smile on his face, as if he sensed the shift in Allen's thoughts. He didn't want to push, but he was willing to listen. After all, Jordan was as eager to have the matter settled as Allen was.

"Nothing," Allen finally replied.

"Okay. Let's eat," Jordan said, bringing their attention back to the sumptuous breakfast spread before them. He gestured to the assortment of dishes, inviting his guests to partake in the feast.