MMORPG: Rebirth Of The Strongest Assassin-Chapter 69: Adventure Association

Walking into the Adventures Association, many people were fighting over the quests, which surprisingly give out a lot of EXP, more than double that from just farming monsters out of the wild.

"I laid my eyes on this quest first, leave it or be prepared to die for it after leaving the town." One guy roared, his eyes bloodshot as he grabbed the neck of another player at level 3.

"Hmph, first come, first served. Not my problem if you are a toddler and can’t reach out to the quest the moment it appeared, you remind me of my grandpa to be honest," Another snorted, not giving a damn about the other player’s threat.

"You..."

"You what, go fuck yourself!" Saying that, he shook off the guy’s hand and left the adventure association.

However, as he was leaving, he bumped into someone and he couldn’t help but vent his built up anger on him," Watch where you going dickhead, don’t you have eyes?"

"Hmm?" Yone looked at the level 3 player with amusement as he thought,’ They started realizing how serious the game is, and everyone is fighting over it. I wonder what kind of reaction they will have after seeing the conversion rate of gold into dollars.’

Yone smirked as he thought of the guild’s reaction and couldn’t help but wait for Black’s interview at that time.

"Hey, you, are you deaf? Why you smiling like a tard as I question you, don’t y..."

’Ehm, shit,’ The player suddenly calmed down a bit after venting his frustration and took a clearer look at the player’s name. He couldn’t help but curse and slightly lower his head as he uttered with utmost respect.

"Sir, I..."

Yone, on the other hand, just grabbed his shoulders and slightly squeezed.

Creak...Creak...

"It’s fine; you are forgiven, but control your emotions from now on." After saying so, Yone kept walking towards the reception desk at a leisurely pace.

Thud!

The player on the door dropped to the ground, his eyes wide open as he looked at his HP that had fallen to 5%.

’Just a casual grab on my shoulder without even attacking me for real is enough to one-shot me if he took it a bit seriously? Hacker? Hehe, just skill issues.’ The player’s eyes went hollow as he stood up like a robot and left, his shoulders a bit lowered, like all of his energy had been drained in this single encounter.

Sitting on one of the several tables and sipping a cup of tea, an old man with white hair and some black threads in it placed his cup down as he spoke to the man to the man next to him," Hell, is that the guy you told me about?"

Sitting across him, Hell, ex-commander of the seventh legion, rolled his eyes inwardly,’ Such a dumb question, don’t you have eyes?’ On the outside, however, he replied with utmost respect.

"Yes, sir, it is Requiem, the guy who stole first clear of Hell Mode from us and ranked first in the southern region. He had even reached level 10, truly a lucky bastard." Hell wiped the sweat off his forehead, fearing that the old man, who was just level 1, would task him to do something crazy.

’From all cities and kingdoms you could have been placed in, you came to mine? AI, why are you slowly killing this guy’s dream? What I have done to you,’ Hell cried in agony on the inside, feeling wronged by the AI placement of one of their Supreme Three elders to his city and town.

To be more precise, he didn’t mind anyone ruling over him. Only, the old man before him was one hell of a crazy man that knew nothing about slow plotting and patience; attack and fight were the only two words he communicated with.

In fact, precisely because of that personality of his that he ranked first on End World arenas and group arenas after Syclone’s disappearance, adding to his already existing Legend of being the first-ranked player in so many games before End World.

"Hell, I want you to attack Requiem, do your best," The old man called Golden Hammer ordered, his eyes squinting as he placed all his concentration on Yone’s body that was about to reach the NPC woman at the reception desk.

"I...I..." Hell was about to complain when he recalled the old man’s temper and decided against it,’ Damnable old fox, this is why no one likes you!’ He cursed inwardly before he walked towards Yone casually.

He knew deep down that the old man was testing Requiem, but he still felt wronged that he was used as a guinea pig and just sent to his death while losing a level and one or so items like nothing.

Reaching about one meter behind Requiem’s figure, Hell unsheathed his sword and swiftly closed the gap as he activated his skill ’Slash’ towards his back.

"Just d..."

Just before Hell finished speaking, a dark-bright dagger had slashed across his neck.

The dagger then stabbed into his heart, finally being abruptly pulled downwards and slashing a deep wound. A stab, a pull, and a slash, all three moves were executed in a very natural manner. Before the guy could even cry out in pain, his body had already fallen to the ground.

As Hell’s body turned into pixels and vanished, Yone picked up the item he had dropped and placed it in his bag without batting an eye.

What he did was self-defense, so no penalty was applied, but instead, it was the other party who would suffer for his actions for a day or so.

’That’s a bit off, I don’t recall anyone having the guts to attack anyone in the city in my past life. Especially not Legends guild and Hell himself,’ Yone felt something was wrong, but decided to investigate this matter later on. He now had more pressing matters to deal with and an assisanation was the least of his problems.

Subsequently, as Yone turned around to start speaking to the NPC woman at the reception desk, a hand grabbed his shoulder.

"Again?" Yone uttered in annoyance.

However, the moment he laid his eyes on the one grabbing his shoulder, his eyes narrowed, and his face turned ugly.

’Those bastards!’