VRMMO: Passing Of The Sword

“Of course, I won"t be taking that dagger for free. I will pay you an appropriate price. When the game ends, you can still continue following me.

“So, you can decide whether you wish to follow me or not.” The Gentle Prince gestured to three players who had recovered their health. The Gentle Prince was very clear that he wasn"t about to fight anymore. Blue Maple was in an even worse shape after that prolonged fight over the past dozen seconds. He was panting and taking heavy breaths, except his eyes were a lot more pa.s.sionate and radiant than his body appeared.

The Gentle Prince"s conditions were very tempting. Blue Maple could only enjoy his hidden Cla.s.s for five years, and he couldn"t trade that for anything in reality. He would leave the game just like how he came in. However, if he could follow a lord from a reputable family, everything would be different.

“Your gender is unclear. Following you would be an embarra.s.sment.” Blue Maple"s answer was plain. He was still panting as he spoke, and felt a little strange as he did. After all, Blue Maple was a cold person by nature, and those words brought him a certain measure of enjoyment.

Everyone was shocked when they heard Blue Maple"s words. Subsequently, everyone except for the Gentle Prince and his people burst into laughter.

The Gentle Prince"s face became unnaturally dark and sinister.

“You are asking to die!” the Gentle Prince roared as his face contorted, and he charged.

The players who were closest to Blue Maple immediately attacked as their master made his move. However, Blue Maple was still uncannily calm; he remained where he was and awaited their attacks.

Those who went forward first weren"t fast. Instead, they were restraining their speed so that they could unleash their strength when they were actually striking at him. They wanted to wait for everyone"s attacks to land at the same time. Of course, the Gentle Prince and his attendant"s attack didn"t follow. They couldn"t follow, as one person couldn"t have that many people around him at the same time.

Blue Maple could feel attacks coming from all directions, but he didn"t panic at all as he locked into his next target, a player who was at half health. Attack!

Just as Blue Maple was about to make his move, the other players" attacks had arrived, while the player he was targeting continued charging like he wasn"t afraid of dying.

Blue Maple was about to be hit when he suddenly bent down and grabbed one of the bodies covering the dagger and threw it into the air. He blocked the first three players" advances before he swiftly evaded the two players behind him, and he swung his sword down at a player who was almost at full health. -235! There was no additional damage from weaknesses, but he still killed that player with one hit.

His blade flashed with cold light once more. Cold Light Slas.h.!.+

Clang! -157!

Another player parried his attack, but that didn"t seem to do much because this player didn"t use a health potion, and he didn"t have many hit points left. Blue Maple didn"t forget to unleash another roundhouse kick as he turned around at the end, and he struck the first player at half health beside those three players.

-149! That player died!

Three players died in a single movet!

The old man blurted out, “You little rascal! You"re good!”

Blue Snow exclaimed, “ You"re so strong, gangster!”

The onlookers exclaimed, “s.h.i.+t, what"s happening? How could three players die just like that? f.u.c.k!”

Everything happened too quickly, and n.o.body was willing to accept the reality. Blue Maple was about to be struck because he couldn"t possibly dodge the attacks, but in the end, he emerged unscathed, while three of the five players who attacked first were now dead. That was just extraordinary!

The old man, Blue Snow, and everyone else were shocked. The Gentle Prince"s men were overcome with fear; they never expected Blue Maple to be this powerful. He was all too familiar with the combination of moves that had killed three players, almost like he had gone through countless hours of training, and his technique in battle was just terrifying.

The Gentle Prince"s bodyguards could see Blue Maple"s eyes again, and feel that he was something extraordinary. They were truly shaken by what had happened, and they believed that this youth before them wasn"t simple at all.

Upon closer inspection, Blue Maple"s retaliation was equivalent to normal people defeating their opponents with their wits. Blue Maple didn"t have to place the body back at the end, because without that limit of three feet, if he had ten feet to move, he could let loose and do anything he wanted. Furthermore, he could still keep the Cold Light Slash for battle. He could also wait for another ten seconds to use Cold Light Slash as an intimidation tool again.

But there was still some risk, because he didn"t know whether his opponents had the ability to tie him down. Therefore, what just happened was he pretended to target the player at half health, but he ended up grabbing a corpse to block three players" attacks at the front.

Subsequently, he swiftly attacked a player who was almost at full health, but couldn"t react in time. A single health potion could only heal 100 HP, so Blue Maple could kill him instantly without employing complicated techniques, such as targeting weak spots. Then, he used Cold Light Slash on another player at half health, so even if that player could react in time, the impact would still kill him!

Blue Maple ended the combination seamlessly with a roundhouse kick at a player who had just struck a corpse before watching two of his companions die. He was still a little off-balance and couldn"t react in time.

Many people did know how to calculate and plan, but those bodyguards could tell that Blue Maple"s fighting techniques were definitely more than just the ordinary kind of powerful, and they absolutely believed that Blue Maple wasn"t an a.s.sa.s.sin in real life. Blue Maple didn"t give them the same pressure as a hitman would, and he was too young!

Lastly, their firm kept tabs on all the killers and hitmen in the world. Furthermore, killers and hitmen had to recognize the Gentle Prince, who was a member of one of the most famous families in the world. The Gentle Prince gave out good bounties for hitmen in the real world, and Blue Maple seemed very clueless when the Gentle Prince asked if everyone knew who he was.

Blue Maple couldn"t be a soldier, because a soldier"s demeanour and mannerisms would be too obvious, and these bodyguards would definitely recognize one. Hitmen and a.s.sa.s.sins could mask and fake their mannerisms, but soldiers didn"t know how to do that.

“Who are you?” one of the bodyguards asked after falling silent for a few moments.

“I"m from the Chaotic Zone.” Blue Maple"s answer was simple, and everyone could tell that his tone was very casual, even as he huffed and puffed.

“You don"t have to say anything more. Let me guess, you"re a newly trained killer?” that bodyguard continued.

Blue Maple said nothing, and shook the sword in his hands several times. He meant to say that a trained killer wouldn"t be thinking about anything else, and he would choose the Cla.s.s that he was most familiar with: Thief!

“That"s good, if you"re not a killer.” That bodyguard seemed to be a little relieved as he spoke. Yes, he was afraid that Blue Maple was a trained killer, because they wouldn"t feel comfortable or a.s.sured in the real world otherwise. There were many hitmen and trained killers in the world today, and they didn"t want to have to deal with someone like that. They were particularly afraid of trained killers who held grudges. These bodyguards could feel that if they met Blue Maple in real life, they would probably meet their ends via high-technology weapons.

“Oh, that scared me. I thought this little gangster was a trained killer.” Blue Snow patted her pet.i.te chest as she stood by the village entrance, placating her nerves. Blue Snow was also afraid that Blue Maple was a cold-blooded killer who held grudges. She glanced at Blue Maple, and blinked again and again as she began to wonder what Blue Maple"s actual ident.i.ty in real life was.

“Tch, keep going after him! I don"t care if he"s a trained killer!” the Gentle Prince continued hollering. Clearly, he didn"t want to give Blue Maple an opportunity to recover. Everyone else was afraid of trained killers, but he wasn"t. He had many bodyguards around him to protect him.

The remaining five players were no longer threats to Blue Maple. The only thing he was worried about was the last player, because the old man said there were just enough when nine of them arrived, but he was still one player away from completing his quest. He didn"t know what the old man was cooking in his cauldron. Perhaps the old man could be suddenly sending someone to land the killing blow on Blue Maple when the remaining five players advanced…

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A few moments later, the weakest attendant was the last to die, falling to the ground unwillingly as his eyes burst with fear…

Blue Maple still didn"t have a chance to recover when the old man"s annoying voice rang out once more in the air.

“Not bad, you little rascal. You"ve dealt with everything just like that, but I think I"ve made a mistake in my calculations, and you"re missing one player from completing your quest. Hehe…”

d.a.m.ned if I believe you, was Blue Maple"s first reaction. Clearly, the old man was holding one person back, and Blue Maple managed to figure some things out as he thought about the last remaining player. He just stood where he was, not reacting at all.

“You wish to regain your strength? Don"t worry, I will restore you to your peak condition afterwards.”

Blue Maple just stood there and remained silent. The old man couldn"t tell what he was thinking at all.

“Hey, you rascal, will it hurt you to ask questions proactively?

“Listen up, I will a.s.sign a target to you shortly now, and I will restore that person to his peak condition just like I will for you. I will even restore your movement speeds for a showdown.”

“As for that person, let me see…

“Stop pretending. You"re talking about that idiot, aren"t you?” Blue Maple interrupted, which was rather uncharacteristic of him, and he turned towards Blue Snow.

“Eh?! Me?” Blue Snow pointed at herself blankly, before she suddenly understood what he said and exclaimed, “Hey, gangster, who are you calling idiot?” She suddenly put on a furious look, and was very cute.

“Ahem, uh, yes, I am talking about her. This girl is quite impressive, and she should be able to fight you if I adjust her condition in the same fas.h.i.+on.

“What do you think about my idea? Not bad, right? You and this little girl have been angering me anyway, so I will let you guys fight each other. Don"t worry, your levels won"t drop, so just let me appreciate the fight.”

Blue Snow was about to speak as a despicable look appeared on her face when the old man continued, “You must fight, because the little rascal will not be able to complete his quest if you don"t, and your level will drop by one, little girl.”

“What, you stinky old man? How can you do that?”

“You are not allowed to call me stinky old man! You have to respect your elders!”

“Hmph, but you are!” Blue Snow pouted angrily.

“What do you think, rascal? Isn"t this interesting and simple? You will complete your quest with just one battle, and this should be relatively simple for you.”

“Hmph, so be it. Let me see how powerful you are, gangster. Our levels won"t drop anyway.” Blue Snow drew her sword as she spoke.

“That"s more like it.”

Blue Maple suddenly uttered something completely ridiculous after remaining silent throughout the conversation, “Do I have to kill her once?”

The old man and Blue Snow were both stunned. The old man"s intentions were already very clear; Blue Maple had practically pa.s.sed his test already. He wanted to test whether Blue Maple"s personality was suitable towards the end, and there wouldn"t be any more real challenges.

“Uh, nonsense. What, your level isn"t going to drop, and I"m going to tune down your ability to sense pain, so you won"t feel any pain. What"s wrong with another proper fight?”

Blue Maple suddenly bent down, picked up the dagger on the ground, and tossed it before Blue Snow.

Clang!

“Yes, that"s all quite interesting. But I"m tired.” And then he turned and left.Previous ChapterNext ChapterPlease go to to read the latest chapters for free