Chapter 110: 110
Draco arrived in the Common Room of the Guild Hall, where the majority of the Umbra players were hanging out in their off time . While a good amount had immediately rushed out like madmen to fulfill the quests, others were more relaxed about it, especially the upper ranks .
With the exception of Riveting Night, all other members of Umbra's upper echelon were currently inside the Guild Hall . Draco, his Five Generals, Sublime Notion, Rambunctious Buttlover, Warm Spring, Fitter Cleric as well as three more people .
All three were seated on the most luxurious sofa in the Common Room exclusive to core members, however as soon as they saw their legendary Guildmaster enter, they came over as a group to greet him .
On the left was a girl who was skinny to the point of anorexia . She appeared like a willow, with a slim waist, a slim torso and slim legs . She had short cropped hair that was very formal and her visage was hard like stone .
She wasn't exactly pretty by the average male standard, but she heavily exuded a no-nonsense vibe that really struck the viewer . Her attire consisted of medium armor like Draco, with the metallic segments much shorter in order to reduce the weight .
Draco was stunned to see someone who had been as skinny as him in the beginning, but he immediately recognized this girl .
Her name was Sheila Banks, a daughter of an important American Army General . Her father had been killed after America lost the war, branded as a failure, all his assets forcefully confiscated, turning the life of his sole remaining daughter upside down in a single day . Slim Fatty, as she was called in the game, looked exactly the same as she did the first time he had met and befriended her as a fellow harveey for Darkrow .
Draco was not surprised that he seemed to encounter many players he had interacted with in his previous life . In fact, it seemed quite logical that without Eva establishing Darkrow in this timeline, all the competent players from the Sturgehaven Kingdom had been rushing to join Umbra .
Rambunctious Buttlover was yet another former harveey, only in this timeline his fate had been different . He had managed to immediately get accepted as a core member, just like Slim Fatty . It was not as if those two suddenly became super players in an alternate timeline . No, in fact their actual capabilities had never been factored into their recruitment for Darkrow .
As an already long-established guild from the time of Eva's father, the foundation of Darkrow's guild members and upper echelon had been set from the very start . They only lacked one thing, harveeys . Umbra on the other hand was like a blank sheet of paper, seeking talents to fill the ranks of their main members as well as harveeys alike .
Draco smiled at Slim Fatty and nodded his head . "It is a pleasure meeting you . I hope everything has been to your liking in my guild?"
She was startled by his amity, but felt her heart thump a little as she replied . "I have nothing to complain about, thank you . I came to pay my respects to the Guildmaster and to show my allegiance to the guild . "
She bowed a little at that, with a noble curtsy . Draco smiled at this and remarked that the multiverse theory seemed to be slightly off . Different timelines could exist, but without an external variable like him or Eva, events and people seemingly would never change .
To see the hardy and strong willed Slim Fatty bowing to him, Draco was happy deep down . He could help his close friend climb up into power through his guild, and give her the chance to regain the life she lost when she had been thrown into the depths of poverty .
"Thank you for your kind words . I am happy to have you aboard . Eva told me that your performance in the core test was remarkable . If you have any requests for an equipment set, send me a private message . "
Draco directly added her to his friends list as he said that, making Slim Fatty feel stunned yet touched deep down .
Anyone who had lived a hard life could easily understand her sentiments . Being treated kindly without expecting much in return was an extremely rare thing to encounter in the darker areas of society .
Normally when a man treated a woman so nicely, she would assume that there were hidden intentions but…
She was the farthest thing from 'sexy' right now, so she doubted that . Unless Draco's tastes corresponded to her kind of body, which would be pretty… unique .
No matter how mature or well-composed she was, her heart couldn't help but sway at the idea of being someone's sexual interest . Especially since Draco was so god damn attractive .
For a girl looking at Draco, it was the equivalent of a guy looking at a mixture of Eva and Zaine . His physical attraction was strong, but it did not induce love, only desire .
That was why despite her hardy and militaristic nature, Slim Fatty could not help but feel her heart beat faster .
Draco turned to the fellow in the middle, who was another familiar face, one he slightly expected to join the guild . Before him stood an average looking fellow with brown hair and brown eyes with a v-shaped face . He wore a robe that covered him from head to toe in its black livery .
He held a staff of deadwood that seemed to radiate an eerie portent of demise .
The name above his head read 'Dreary Traveler', one of the top 5 players of Sturgehaven Kingdom and the second Combat Player among the three . He had been at the 5th spot back then and had maintained his position as the playerbase increased in levels and skill .
He had gotten one of the more noticeable hidden classes, Necromancer . This class was his path to success, as Necromancers were exemplary during any form of combat . The more people participated, the merrier a time a Necromancer had, which was also why they had been dubbed as "one-man army" . They could single-handedly decide the outcome of a large-scale fight, as long as they stayed well protected .
"Hello there, it is reassuring to know that we have such a capable Necromancer among our midst . " Draco greeted him in a friendly tone .
Dreary Traveler was the silent type, so he nodded but still spoke some words . "Guildmaster, I thank you for your recognition . "
Draco turned to the last fellow, who was a man with a beard and rough features . His eyes showed wisdom and maturity, telling one of the wealth of experiences he had gained over his life .
He was tall and very well built, showing that he still remained active despite his old age . He looked like a noble gentleman, with those smile lines on his face and those gentle blue eyes that displayed kindness to the world .
His name was Happy Saint and he was an extremely talented crafter . The old man used to be a prominent blacksmith in the real world and to this day sometimes starts up his forge . Apart from his job, his former hobby had also accompanied him to this day . He had been playing as a crafter in every RPG game since his youth back in the late 20's .
He had accumulated so much skill and experience that even Boundless failed to defeat him and his talent was no less than Draco's .
Draco gazed at him with complex emotions hidden within, as Happy Saint could be described as the closest thing Draco had had to a mentor and had been the one to teach the younger man blacksmithing . Back then, he had to be trained and taught like everyone else . Without that kind of foundation, as well as the accumulated experience from his past life, Draco would not be the hailed genius he was currently .
"Good day, sir . I hope Umbra is to your liking . If you have the time, it would be my pleasure to discuss some forging techniques with you . "
Happy Saint nodded slowly and gazed at Draco with respect and reverence, which made the fellow feel bizarre deep down because that was the same way he had looked up to Happy Saint in his past life .
"Your guild is the perfect place for me to grow my skills . As such, I will do everything in my power to see it grow to the top . If Guildmaster finds the time, I shall consider it my honor to exchange theories with you . "
Happy Saint had a very masculine and baritone voice that made the females in the area perk up . It was the kind of voice that left a good impression on the listener, and coupled with Happy Saint's gentlemanly features, he came off looking really pleasant in the eyes of women .
"That is good to hear . I look forward to seeing your progress . "
Draco responded with a nod and cast his eye around the Common Room .
"Does anyone know where Rambunctious Buttlover is?" Draco asked with a frown .
"He was here a little while ago, so he shouldn't be too far . I remember he said something about wanting to find Lusty Wench (Rina) . "
It was Slim Fatty who answered the question, which Draco nodded in response .
"Then I shall take my leave . If you have any suggestions or ideas on how to help our guild move forward, see me directly . You are of the utmost importance to Umbra's future . Also, please just address me as Draco . "
Draco spoke this lightly, but in the ears of the three core members it resounded very heavily . Their hearts couldn't help but move when they heard the importance the legendary Guildmaster placed on them, whether it was the serious Slim Fatty, the benevolent Happy Saint or the introverted Dreary Traveler .
Draco moved down to the Training Room, which was where he expected the bard to be . Just as he predicted, that was exactly where the fellow was, happily playing some tunes while Rina tried to develop her skills even further .
Now shouldn't someone as important as Rina of the Five Generals choose a private room? What a joke!
How was she supposed to attract the lustful glares of males if she hid herself away? And with RamButt there to attract even more attention, all eyes were glued on her as the tunes of the music gracefully accentuated her prowess .
Rina was fully content with her life this way .
So, one could imagine just how stunned and excited she became when she saw Draco enter the Training Hall . The other players who were training in the public areas too became extremely lively, trying to show off to their almighty Guildmaster in the hopes that he would notice them .
Draco walked up to Rina and the poor woman could only close her thighs as tightly as possible as she felt her juices begin to leak . Her face became red and her breathing was misty .
Even animals in the forest wouldn't dare to call themselves in heat when Rina was around . She had lusted over Draco badly when he was in his normal form, but with his rebuilt body it had become even worse .
She could barely stay sane when she was so close to him . Most women found Draco pleasing to the eye and considered laying with him, with varying degrees of urgency depending on their personalities and sex drives .
After all Draco was like an incubus in real life, having the same effect on females that succubi did on males . Some males would be able to resist succubi, and similarly some females would be able to resist incubi .
For Rina though, there was no hope . She was so enamored with Draco that she was like a starving man seeing fresh steak right in front of him, but was unable to eat it because there was a tiger eyeing him by the side .
This kind of temptation with no hope of fulfillment was a kind of torture that sounded funny from the sideline, but was actually really terrible and painful for the one involved .
RamButt saw her reaction to Draco but wasn't bothered . It wasn't like he was madly in love with Rina himself, he just revered her fat bum . He was also aware of the obsession Rina had for the Guildmaster and was cool with it .
Besides, he didn't own her and could not control who she liked . It was rather unfortunate that the Guildmaster didn't show much interest in her, so instead of envy he rather felt pity towards Rina .
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