episode_0011

Knock knock.

The van’s window rolled down in response to Rohan’s knock.

Outside the car, a strong smell of cigarette smoke wafts in.

“What are you doing?”

The sharp voice and glaring gaze were worth seeing.

His hands were trembling as if he was about to take out his weapon at any moment.

“Why aren’t you answering the phone? The elders are telling me to go and get some news.”

I took out the words I had been holding back in a flat voice.

A possible way to do this, knowing who instigated these guys, an action that can be done without going through the middlemen, knowing the outcome.

Unlike the main character, I am not a level-headed person, so I went down a route that did not exist in the game to begin with.

The sense of caution that comes with being called an elder.

The man in the driver’s seat took out his phone, checked it, and answered with a crumpled face.

“Call? I didn’t get one?”

“I don’t know. Anyway, I was really upset because you didn’t answer the phone.”

“No, if you suddenly get angry, it’ll be difficult for us too···.”

A clearly felt hierarchical relationship.

The man in the driver’s seat has a crumpled face and looks embarrassed.

Then he turned his head to the man in the passenger seat as if to ask for his opinion and began to talk.

Rohan was convinced as he overheard the pointless conversation.

‘That’s right.’

I was confident from the moment I responded to the word “elder.”

These are the ones you encounter in the tutorial.

Yardpound brothers.

These are people who commit all kinds of crimes without hesitation as long as they are given money.

“Yard Brother. Then I will tell you so.”

Is the story over inside?

The driver, who had been looking to the side, turned his head.

“There’s nothing special. I didn’t even get a phone call… Go back and tell them that.”

“If it ends like that, it will be difficult for me who is stuck in the middle.”

Rohan quickly looked around, feeling his resolve for the task ahead slowly building up.

As expected, there is no one who is presumed to be the main character. It is an alley with few pedestrians, and it is late at night.

‘Because I was going to do it anyway.’

Rohan took a quiet breath beneath his mask.

My head is filled with all the various actions I accumulated while catching criminals with supernatural powers during my days as a hunter.

“Ehei, tell the elders that there’s nothing we can do because she’s the daughter of the Great King Seolho. We want to gather information quickly, but those kinds of people can tell just by looking at them in the car. We’re also taking our time carefully to get our money’s worth···.”

“Stop.”

A voice coming from the seat next to me.

The man in the driver’s seat stops spouting out his lament and cringes as if he had made a mistake.

“Pound. You’re always a problem because you’re so loose-lipped.”

“That, that··· Sorry!”

“Done.”

Bam! The passenger door opened and a man got out.

A mechanical prosthetic arm and baggy clothing.

The appearance is familiar to Rohan. Yard among the Yardpound brothers.

He’s the guy who carries the pound in the driver’s seat and acts as the boss.

The bastard began to close the distance, spinning his cheap prosthetic arm around. His eyes were gleaming with hostility, as if he was angry.

Rohan just sat there and stared at him.

Yard, who had come close, opened his mouth in complaint.

“Up until now, they have never called me during work hours. They always complain about everything during our reporting time.”

“So?”

My eyebrows twitched at the sudden informal remark.

Yard, who had been patiently thinking about the amount of the request in his head, took a deep breath and continued talking.

“My brother never told me what number to call when he went out to work.”

“Hmm.”

I nodded as expected.

Of course, you will get a new number every time.

In the first place, these are the only things they don’t recognize. They are just wasteful words to those inspirations.

Since he takes good care of my money, I think he’s a careful customer and will follow him.

“This work has only been going on for two hours. Why are you suddenly here complaining? You don’t plan on nitpicking and lowering the fee like last time, do you?”

“I should be grateful even if it means reducing the commission fee.”

“What?”

“I forgive you for sitting here observing from a distance from the dormitory, but if I had come any closer, I would have been killed by Frozen Heart right away.”

The veins on Yard’s forehead bulged.

He takes a step closer and pushes Rohan’s chest with his prosthetic hand in a threatening manner.

“Blood, say it again. Who’s dying?”

The bloody pride of those who have lived a life of crime.

Rohan laughed under his mask at the picture he had been looking at with boredom.

“Is this kid crazy? Are you laughing?”

“Yard Brother! If you touch me for no reason and I get tired···.”

“Pound. Shut up.”

Rohan quietly watched Yard as he swore and became indignant.

If you ignore these and throw them away, it’s unclear how they will progress, but it’s obvious that they will turn into corpses the moment Noah touches them.

The skill gap between the Yardpound brothers and Noah is not something that can be filled by using empty numbers.

One slap from Noah would shatter the prosthetic arm and head.

‘If I let it go, it’ll just go around doing other stupid things.’

Rohan clenched and unclenched his fists and looked around one last time.

I didn’t even consider the idea of sending these guys out alive anyway.

Because I have no intention of making my presence known to you.

[ A quest occurs. ]

[ Battle Chick ]

◇ Quest Content: You have discovered a group trying to spy on Noah Frozenheart. Punish your brothers who have lived an unjust life.

◇ Category: Tutorial

◇ Success Reward: Eradicate battle traces, 1 positive cliché, 300P

◇ Penalty for failure: None

‘good.’

A quest that appears at a good time when you make up your mind to do it.

The rewards were completely different from those of Abyss City, which gave experience points and goods, but now, there is no better reward for Rohan.

‘I already had a hard time cleaning up.’

I don’t know what the reward of positive cliché is.

I really liked the fact that quests seemed to fuel my actions and will rather than force me to do so.

“No matter how much they sent me, I’m being treated like this by a shitty errand boy···!”

Rohan, who was watching Yard, who was raising his voice and getting angry.

He moved his hands without hesitation.

Phew!

Without warning, Rohan’s thumb dug into one of Yard’s eyes.

“Aaak!”

Yard’s two hands, startled, went to his face.

Meanwhile, Rohan’s kick hit Gogan.

Snap!

A large, bulky creature lies on the floor, writhing.

“───!!!”

My body just trembles in pain that doesn’t even let out a proper scream.

He looked very sick as he was scraping the floor with his prosthetic hand.

“Hey, Yard Brother!?”

Pound opened the driver’s door in a hurry and struggled to get out.

Rohan’s kick forced the door shut.

“Kkwah!”

Sandwich on the door.

The knife in Pound’s arms fell to the floor with a clank.

Whirl!

Rohan picked up the flashing knife, fixed his wrist with his magic, and thrust the blade straight out.

Pick! That sticky sound.

A hole was drilled through the neck of the pound that was stuck in the driver’s seat.

“Krrr···.”

He retrieves the blade and turns his eyes away from the foaming Pound.

The yard was rising, rubbing the damp lower part of his body.

“This fucking bastard!”

Boom! The metal prosthetic hand swings around with a dull sound.

Although he had good momentum, his movements were large and not threatening. It clearly conveys his lack of professional training.

“This little rat···! You little dog!”

One of his eyes and testicles was shattered, and his intelligence was also destroyed.

Yard swung his fists and hurled crude profanities.

‘I thought it would be a bit overwhelming, but it’s literally at a tutorial level.’

Rohan didn’t feel the need to use his skills.

A blade that passes by while avoiding a punch and slashing.

A few seconds of physical combat followed, which was too low-level to be called a fight.

The yard’s breathing became ragged.

“Ugh! Ugh···!”

A glance at the dead pound that had spilled out of the driver’s seat.

I guess the excitement has finally died down.

‘It’s already too late.’

Yard’s body was oozing blood, hugging the red lines carved with a knife.

“Let’s finish this quickly. I have to go to sleep.”

Rohan twirled his knife to close the distance.

Yard suppressed his anger and let out a strange gasp as fear took over his entire body.

“This, profit···!”

A large, swinging prosthetic arm.

Despite possessing the power to flip a vehicle over in one fell swoop, Rohan and Yard follow a set pattern.

Rohan dodges and Yard gets stabbed.

Phew!

Like Pound, Yard, who had a hole in his neck, moved around as if he was drunk and staggering.

He fell to the floor with a thud and his lifeline was cut off.

‘Okay, okay. No one is passing by.’

Rohan folded the knife and put it in his pocket, and opened the van door, thankful that there were no pedestrians.

Boom! Boom!

After roughly throwing the body into the van.

Rohan went inside and started rummaging through the car’s interior.

It may be an impossible action in the game, but isn’t reality also about infinite freedom?

But below expectations.

Rohan clicked his tongue.

‘Anyway, you bastards… you don’t even have a single pistol.’

Do you carry all your money in an account?

After emptying my pockets and car, all I got was 6 coins. That’s 60,000 won in Korean currency, so it doesn’t add up.

I have no intention of carrying anything that is suspected to be illegal drugs, so I am excluding it.

Rohan got out of the car, smashed his brother’s smartphone and threw it in a trash can marked as slated for collection.

[ Quest completed ]

[ Obtain the reward. ]

[Eradicates traces of battle.]

The notification window I was waiting for appeared.

Rohan stood and watched the situation. And he was amazed.

‘Wow!’

I thought that even if I erased the traces, only the bloodstains would be cleaned up.

The Yardpound brothers’ vehicle disappears completely somewhere, and even the blood scattered on the ground is cleaned up cleanly.

The fact that the coins and knife I had kept there did not disappear was a hundred points, the fact that the blood stains on my clothes were erased was a thousand points, and the fact that my smartphone, which I smashed and threw in the trash, was gone was a full point.

“You’re doing a good job.”

A place that was clean as if nothing had happened.

I feel like giving it 5 stars and writing a review.

Having completed one task, Rohan walked back to the dormitory.

I thought of it on the way back.

‘Oh, what about later?’

Thinking about the future, I think it would be nice to have at least one colleague.