“You’ve come?”
“Yes, I’m here.”
Hyeonu greeted Yeongchan with a hug. He whispered so that the woman standing next to Yeongchan couldn’t hear, “Hey, are you crazy? Why did you bring her? Is your head empty? Didn’t you think?”
Yeongchan was also formidable. “Why else would I bring her? It is your own fault. Huh? Who's the one that told me to find him a priest? She is within the top three among all the priests I know. Her buff timing is good, and her shield timing is amazing as well.”
Yeongchan and Hyeonu both stepped back without anyone taking a step forward. Hyeonu’s expression was dark. The winner of this fight was Yeongchan. Ignoring Hyeonu’s face that looked like he just ate some shit, Yeongchan introduced the woman he brought, “Well, you both know each other, but let’s do a formal introduction. This is my little sister, Yuri.”
“Hello, Oppa. It has been a while.”
“Yes, it has been a while Yuri.”
Hyeonu felt burdened by Yuri. It wasn’t because she was the opposite s.e.x but because she was Yeongchan’s sister. His best friend’s little sister—it was a really burdensome relation.
“By the way, why did you want to be introduced to a priest?”
“I just wanted to know in case I needed one for hunting in the future.”
Hyeonu didn’t know that Yeongchan would introduce Yuri and changed his plans on the fly.
“Really? Then I’m busy and will leave first,” Yeongchan signed out with these words. After Yeongchan’s disappearance, there was an awkward air between Hyeonu and Yuri.
It was Yuri’s voice that broke the awkwardness. “Oppa, how have you been?”
“I’ve been well. Is Yuri still going to school?”
It started with asking about each other, then the conversation continued like flowing water. The conversation between the two people lasted around 30 minutes. It was a conversation that wouldn’t have finished if it weren’t for Yuri working a part-time job.
“Oppa, let’s talk again like today in the future.”
“Yes, I’ll look for you again next time.”
‘Did he introduce his sister because he knew I would have trouble with her?’ Hyeonu sharpened his sword toward Yeongchan. “You’ll see soon, Kwon Yeongchan.”
At this time, Yeongchan—who was eating chicken alone—suddenly felt a chill go down his back. “Oh, is the air conditioner too strong? I’m going to have to raise the temperature a bit.”
***
Once he separated from Yuri, Hyeonu squatted on the other side of the square. He held a small drink in his hand.
“How to deal with them? Based on the rumors, I have to handle them well.”
Hyeonu was concerned about how to handle the Black Skull Guild. He felt the need to clean up the mess behind him before advancing with the main scenario. The Black Skull Guild didn’t know him now, but that layer of transparency was as thin as a bubble, ready to pop at any moment.
‘It will be a pain to deal with it later.’
If coincidences overlapped it could lead to a bad fate. This was how Hyeonu described his relationship with the Black Skull Guild. In the past, Hyeonu was a player who played purely for pleasure. He enjoyed Arena leisurely and didn’t play to the extent of risking his life like the other rankers.
Why? There was no reason to do so. Now, he was different. He was full of poison, unlike in the past. Moreover, it was a very toxic poison.
“Should I go and challenge them to a character deletion bet?”
Hyeonu shook his head. Why? Was it because he couldn’t beat the Black Skull members? No, it was simply because it would be a waste of time. It would take time to find them and entice them into a character deletion bet. During that time, he could clear quests, level up, shoot videos, and pay off his debts beyond the hospital bills.
Hyeonu came to a conclusion after a long struggle. “Yes, I’ve decided. I will only hit the executives. Would they dare to come find me once all the top characters are gone?”
Hyeonu drew another big picture. It was a picture where big waves would sweep over the Black Skull Guild.
***
The tyranny of the big guilds in Arena wasn’t something that lasted over just one or two days. Countless posts were written every day, and they disappeared into the community. Some of them were popular and some not. Large guilds usually didn’t care about them at all.
However, if it became a topic of interest, they would immediately take action. This was what Hyeonu was aiming for. He wanted to use public opinion to drag out the Black Skull Guild.
“Um, will this be okay?”
Hyeonu stuck to his usual traffic light fashion. He was wearing a mask that looked like the face of a naive child, so his face wasn’t exposed. Now, even if he wanted to change it, this fashion itself was one of Hyeonu’s iconic identities. It was this costume that was famous, not Hyeonu himself. Hyeonu spoke in an imposing and intense tone, -The reason I’m shooting this video is because I’ve received multiple emails.
They were all thanking me. Most of them were from low-level players.
Why? Why did they thank me? It is simple.
Hyeonu raised his fists as he spoke.
-Monopolizing hunting grounds! Killing because you interfere! Tyranny! It was because I did the character deletion bet with those Black Skull guys.
Thus, I declare here. I will make all the remaining characters of the Black Skull Guild delete their character or something equivalent.
Hyeonu recited the information he received about the Black Skull Guild through Yeongchan.
-From what I’ve discovered, there are a total of 15 officers, including the guild leader. Two of them have already deleted their character because of me. There are only 13 left!
I have a suggestion for them—make a character deletion bet with me! A captain battle is good, and a relay is also good.
Hyeonu pulled out his longsword and rpelied,
-Let’s try it once.
It was a hot topic. So far, it was nothing substantial from the Black Skull Guild’s point of view. The guild’s name would be blemished, but it wasn’t worth the gamble of deleting their characters. It was a provocation that wouldn’t have been successful if it wasn’t for the Dwarf’s Sword, which Hyeonu pulled out at the end.
***
Hyeonu stretched his hands. It might be a game, but he couldn’t help feeling embarrassed. He would never have done this in his lifetime if it weren’t for his relationship with the Black Skull Guild.
“Oh, my hands and feet are still curled up from cringing.”
“Jerk, you are acting. Acting. Just do it like a musical.” Yeongchan marveled at Hyeonu’s video. Hyeonu’s words and actions had the power to attract people. His expression didn’t appear, but his voice was good enough. “If I send this over right now, it can be uploaded tonight by the latest. Are you going to sign the contract tomorrow?”
“H Hotel? 1 p.m. I remember.”
Yeongchan felt relieved as he watched Hyeonu’s back. His heart eased at the fact that his proposal hadn’t harmed his friend.
At this time, Hyeonu muttered, “Thank you, Yeongchan.”
Yeongchan pretended not to hear Hyeonu. “What? Why are you muttering alone? Come, eat some rice!”
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