Chapter 81

Chapter 81

Investing Through the Status Window.

Episode 81: Chapter 2 (4).

‘…Why is she here, suddenly…?’

Red head, reckless behavior not distinguishing front from back, brutal scars engraved all over the body, even to the obscene outfit.

Allen could immediately tell who the person was without checking the status window.

Sister to one of the Top 10 group leaders, Drug Peddler Dagon Kelpri, Red-haired Dana Kelpri—.

[Attributes]

Strength: 55

Agility: 62

Stamina: 66

Intelligence: 18

Magic: 17

[Traits]

♦ Genius

♦ Sixth Sense

♦ Overconfidence

♦ Recklessness

♦ Curiosity

♦ Affection Deficit

♦ Sensitivity

♦ Insomnia

♦ Anxiety

♦ Voyeurism

♦ Exhibitionism

♦ Masturbation Addiction

Indeed, as befits a named character, she had considerable A-grade stats. Although the numbers are a bit ambiguous for a commander of the Top 10, she was a person with an exceptional combat sense, not only due to [Genius] but also the incredible trait [Sixth Sense]. …Of course, the presence of many other negative traits was a flaw, though.

Acting or speaking without much restraint, as befits a crazy woman, she was a being of considerable love and hate among the players. Especially because of her significant perverted traits, she was quite popular among the old men with that particular taste. If she appeared in a doujinshi, it was almost certain to be a humiliation story, probably because of the sense of conquest in subduing a strong woman.

Ironically, judging by her personality or traits, one might expect her to be beyond promiscuous, but the redhead was surprisingly a virgin who had never let a penis in. This was because of her brother, Dagon, who extremely detested seeing his sister with a man. …In short, her vagina was forcibly sealed away.

Being associated with his younger sibling was reason enough for Dagon to have already killed a double-digit number of bastards, a fact widely known across the continent. That was why there were rumors advising to avoid provoking the red-haired woman as much as possible, all for that reason. Because if it was Dagon’s sibling, they were as good as dead. Moreover, the sibling, Dana, was so afraid of her brother Dagon that she wouldn’t dare defy his orders.

Both siblings were certainly unique characters. …But that was it. Players who enjoyed Guild Master knew better than to get involved with those red-haired siblings. Even if they did, it was best to remain as indifferent as possible, like Group Leader Viola.

Allen roughly guessed how this red-headed individual ended up coming to him. Perhaps it was out of curiosity after hearing those rumors between Viola and Allen. It was a well-known story that Dana’s brother, Drug Peddler Dagon, ardently adored Viola.

Honestly, he wanted the Blind Saintess to harshly scold her and tell her to leave…, but it was still wise to avoid causing trouble with the Dagon-Mercenary Group.

They were despicable and dirty, but there was no helping it. The opponent was one of the Top 10. That was why even Viola, who extremely detests druggies, reluctantly made ‘contact’ with the Dagon-Mercenary Group, wasn’t it?

Allen changed his expression and smiled softly. Hiding his true feelings was his specialty. He decided to treat the situation with the mindset of sparing the rod and spoiling the child.

“Ordnung, that’s enough. She’s a guest. …Surely, the renowned Commander Dana wouldn’t attack me, a mere fledgling hoping to gain something. It’s just a mercenary-style greeting. Right, Commander Dana?”

As Dana’s gaze, which had been intensely fixed on the face of the Blind Saintess, slowly turned to stare at Group Leader Allen, her previously fierce demeanor gradually softened, and a sly, annoying smile appeared on her lips.

“You know me?”

“I just recognized you. If you mention a red-haired beauty, it must be Commander Dana, the sister of Group Leader Dagon.”

“So, your eyes aren’t just for show.”

Dana sheathed her dagger again. The Blind Saintess, anticipating a possible attack, clung closely to Allen’s side. Then, with a gesture that seemed to say there was no longer any threat, the redhead spread her hands wide.

“It’s a greeting, a greeting. Geez, getting all scared and shit.”

Allen smiled lightly, folding his hands and resting his chin on the table.

“But, for someone like you to come to such a humble place… for what reason?”

“Just. I heard there’s a guy Big Sis Viola is totally smitten with, so I came to see. That’s all. No other purpose.”

As Allen expected, it was because of the rumors with Group Leader Viola.

“Unfortunately, we are merely in a business relationship. Surely, a Top 10 Group Leader wouldn’t harbor any feelings for someone like me. It’s all just a tactic to comfortably manage the alliance.”

Dana’s smile deepened.

“You have quite the mouth on you. I almost believed you for a second.”

“Haha. I know my place. That’s the truth.”

That attitude, atmosphere, speech… Although Dana was smiling, those things were strangely oppressing her. It was now roughly understood that he was a powerless nobody, but in a different sense, he was a bizarre guy.

Usually, when one was in front of one of the Top 10, other mercenary leaders often get very tense, but there was no such hint from him. It felt as if it was nothing at all. Rather, the more they talked, the more she felt entangled, so to speak.

In this harsh and dreadful mercenary world, taking the initiative was the most important virtue. The reason she had just swung the dagger threateningly was all because of that. It wasn’t swung without reason.

And she thought the initial taking of the initiative was successful…, but strangely, at some point, the atmosphere felt reversed. Indeed, it meant that Group Leader Viola didn’t pick him for no reason.

“What was the purpose of your meeting with Big Sis?”

“It wasn’t so much a specific purpose, but rather, I was hoping for some mercy from Group Leader Viola. My abilities are so limited that without doing so, it’s really hard to survive in this field.”

Dana felt as though she was dealing not with a mercenary leader but rather with a seasoned merchant or a cunning politician. …Despite the opponent’s polite demeanor, something felt off.

Especially those eyes that seemed to see right through her. …It reminded her of the feeling she had when she met Sword Master Magnus just once before. She felt like she couldn’t stay here too long.

…Although it was a short meeting, Dana’s conclusion was this:

‘He’s someone I should avoid if possible—.’

No matter how recklessly she acted, she was a commander of one of the Top 10. She certainly had an eye for people.

Allen was a bastard who, if you got involved with, would surely become a nuisance. It takes one shitty son of a bitch to recognize another. This was different from Group Leader Viola, who simply found the Dagon and Dana siblings annoying.

“…Yeah. Got it.”

The redhead abruptly stood up as if to say she was leaving.

“Why don’t you have a meal before you go.”

It was funny from the start that he casually suggested a meal to the person who had just attacked him.

Dana didn’t like that kind of smiling face very much. She, who had a lot to hide, smiled in that way, too. …It seemed like an instinctive hatred for someone of a similar kind.

“Nah.”

The redhead turned around and immediately left the building.

‘Just came to see some fun but ended up ruining the mood instead.’

“Ah, shit-”

Dana, as if annoyed, spat a thick loogie and disappeared down the alley, swaggering away.

‘…I give off an uncomfortable feeling…’

Allen, having read through Dana’s red-headed intentions, smirked awkwardly. Where she got that feeling from, he didn’t know, but it seemed to have had a calming effect.

Fortunately, it looked like they would get by without trouble with the Dagon-Mercenary Group. For Allen, who needed more growth, that was the most important thing. The last thing he needed was for those druggies to start picking faults and interfering.

No matter how much Viola might favor him, thinking she would shield him to the end was absolutely forbidden. One must manage and preserve one’s own life.

“Who is that woman?”

The blind saint, still lacking in knowledge about mercenaries, asked about Dana’s identity.

“The commander of the Dagon-Mercenary Group, one of the Top 10.”

“Ah.”

Somehow, she thought she was someone significant.

The Blind Saintess felt with just one collision that her opponent was no ordinary foe. Indeed, it turned out to be one of the Top 10.

“Especially among the Top 10, they are the ones you should never mess with. They’re druggies.”

“Drugs?”

“You know, the kind that makes you go poof.”

Allen, no matter how much he loved money, knew to distinguish between what could be done and what should not be done. Especially the drug trade, it was a business that should never—be touched. …Apart from morals or anything else, getting involved in drugs would ruin relationships with most mercenary groups. Not to mention, needless to say, Group Leader Viola.

That didn’t mean the Dagon-Mercenary Group took good care of fellow businessmen in the same trade. On the contrary, they were even more eager to kill them.

Anyway, after a commotion, Allen’s feelings changed. The leisure he was enjoying until just a moment ago evaporated in an instant, and urgency took its place.

‘…We still have a long way to go, yet here we are, taking our leisure.’

Such was the sentiment.

Allen swiftly finished the remaining beer and called for Ordnung.

“Sister.”

“Yes, Group Leader.”

He slammed the glass down on the table and said,

“Let’s go. To buy a house.”