Transmigrated to Game World with SSS Wife-Chapter 60: A New Crew

"WHAT! DUCK NO!!! I'M NOT GOING ON A RAID WITH HIM!!!"

"Yeah, nice to see you again too..."

The moment they were reunited, a single thought rang through each of their minds.

'I'm going to kill Yck.'

'He's going to kill me!'

As Yck jumped around and made a fool of himself, Nick could do little more than grimace. He hadn't even asked if he could join their team yet and the coward was creeping out.

Thinking back on it, it was kind of weird he didn't die. Yck was so weak that some fly in that dungeon could've killed him. Or some small pebble ricocheting off the Apostle's blasts.

Lucky.

Not that it would do him any good.

Sighing, Nick wondered for just a moment if he could kill Yck right now. Simply use his stealth, slice his neck open, and be on his way.

However, that probably wasn't a good idea. Looking at Yck's team, he knew that they would all remember how he looked like. Amelia's place was already well known to the Federation guys as well.

Yeah. The only way that would work is if he killed them as well.

'Not an option. Not yet, anyway.'

And besides, people die in dungeons. Fynn was an easy example of that. Nobody would bat an eye if some weak kid like Yck died in a dungeon. In the middle of a wave, Nick would just activate [Shadow Step], slice his head off, and move on.

Yes, that would be the...

'Why is that man holding Yck by his head?'

Not man, orc.

Taking a closer look, Nick saw that he was about two feet taller than basketball players and bared two great fangs that curled up from the bottom of his mouth. And then there was also the green skin and ugly indented nose.

Definitely tells of an orc, not a human.

'So, why is that orc holding Yck by his head?'

Instead of answering Nick's internal question, the Orc simply laughed in Yck's face. The resulting shockwave caused his hair to flow into his eyes, despite the fact that the Orc still held him by his head.

Yck squeezed his eyes shut as he felt saliva hit him.

"Why are you so scared, human? I'm the tank here, not you! You da watah boi!!"

With that, the orc dropped Yck and then turned to his two comrades, who joined him in laughter.

Nick narrowed his eyes at one of them, who was covered in a silky black cloak. He felt a large presence of magic from the being–a vakir. A race he was less than fond of.

The other comrade nudged the vakir, whispering, "Hey, the new guy wants to date you!"

This prompted the vakir to summon a fire ball in his hands, retorting, "Then I'll burn his balls off, after I finish doing the same to you filthy dwarf."

A loud, guttural laughter erupted from the dwarf as he slapped the vakir's back. Then he leaned into his ear and said, "I'm only filthy cuz of ur mother, twerp."

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A scuffling ensued quickly after.

Nick quickly realized that the vakir was a mage as he used a series of different fire spells to try and burn the dwarf's long burly hair. The dwarf laughed off these attacks as he said, "I'm a filthy dwarf, thine idiot! I work the forge all day!"

Then he summoned a bow out of thin air and whacked the vakir on the head while he was in the middle of casting another spell. Instead of setting fire to dwarven kind, the vakir found his jaw crashing into the pavement.

Hearing the loud thud of his jaw slamming into the earth, the orc finally set Yck down before leaping to the two scoundrels. Almost before he even landed he picked both of the fools up by the scruff of their neck as he screamed,

"Whaddya think ya doing, eh?! We got 2 new recruits to show off to, and instead yer making our guild look foolish! If you wanna be a White Knight or some other stupid, princess rose, pony-loving, small sack having, human-run guild member, go there!"

'Doesn't he realize that we're humans?'

Nick shook his head, deciding that it didn't matter. He was quickly realizing that out of the entire squad, Yck was the only one who would even resemble sanity.

After a few seconds of inflicting divine imprisonment, the orc threw the 2 imbeciles into the ground before wiping his hands off like someone who just did a job well done. Then he smiled at Nick before saying, "Why do you want to join this raid? You ain't even got energy. I can only taunt so many monsters, ya know?"

'So the orc is a tank, the vakir is a mage, and the dwarf is an archer. If it comes down to it... well, [Shadow Step] combined with their inherently low defenses should be enough to instantly kill the vakir and dwarf. Then it's just a tank and coward left.'

Smiling, Nick shrugged as he summoned his sword. Not only was it a physical display of strength, but it was also a signal to Ugyr—someone none of them could see, but all of them could sense her energy.

"Ah. Don't worry about me. I just don't like spoiling monsters of their imminent death."

Nick stared Yck down as he spoke every word, almost acting like they were a promise. Which he guessed it was. If it was any comfort, Yck wouldn't know anything when he finally died.

Sensing endless bloodlust from Nick, Yck moved so that he would be behind the orc. Once he was safely behind him, Yck meekly whispered, "Even a healer would be better than this man, I'm telling you Glynt!"

'Glynt? What kind of name is that!!!'

Glynt looked back at the puny human for just a second, and then he could no longer hold back his laugh. After a few seconds of long, hard laughter, he flicked Yck's arm.

Yck flew into the dwarf, who grumbled, "Dammed human!!"

Still staring down the puny human, Glynt said in between his laughter, "What are ya worrying about a healer for? I'm the one who takes damage, you dammed coward."