Surrounded!
"Haah, goddammit. Can't find them anywhere, can't kill them. There's only a few days, and instead of doing our best to gain SP and items so that the punishment doesn't hit us, we instead get to fucking WASTE our time here, what the fuck?"
"Shhh, lower your voice. The Vice-Hall Master Sash is here, you idiots!"
"Oh, right right."
"Eh. What are you guys talking about?"
In a village, a common and peaceful settlement. A group of 6 players could be seen chatting among themselves ostentatiously when another player bringing forth other 3 players behind him, arrived at the group of 6 players with a bored and brotherly manner.
"Oh, nothing. The Vice-Hall Master, why?"
As one of the 6 players answered, one of the newcomers spoke with a schadenfreude and lascivious attitude: "Hah heh, that skank? Maaan, that huge booty is just, aaahahahah, am I right?"
"..." After a brief pause and uncomfortable unknown gazes, the 6 players that were together suddenly burst out in laughing and screaming as if finally, a weight had been taken care off their shoulders.
"HAHAHAHA, that's right. She has those long, thick legs. Just juicy, ah?"
"Yes! You don't know, seeing those jugs bounce, oh lord."
"Seen her ass, man? I haven't, yet, but when I see it naked... Ooohohoho, she'll tremble in anticipation every time she sees me from then on!"
"Hahahaha!"
"Hahaha."
"Oh, just imagine that picture, she taken by all her holes, restrained and..."
As the poor and victim players of boredom as well as sexually frustrated cunts kept on their banter, ridiculing and denigrating of one certain person, there were others who felt also bored and feeling that their current objective -targets- was a waste of time yet also felt even worse by the all-well known situation of their Vice-Hall Master.
How many knew of the term 'family'? How many did not?
Even then, no matter the case, if one were to tell you that their family situation was bad, you would probably brush it off.
But if any of the people in this faction, right now, which were 'settling' at the village temporarily; were to gossip around with the rumors going on with the Vice-Hall Master's background... Well, it could either go in two ways; an absurd disbelief or simply joining in on the fun like those bantering players. Or you could just simply go like, 'oh, what a pity' and scram off to the side.
Their Vice-Hall Master was a girl, that wasn't bad; yet, however, there is this weird thing about her situation. Coming from an actual Founding Clan, she is supposedly to be one of the most beloved princess of New Earth. Yet, pathetically, she is nonetheless one of 'those' who have been selected to be... basically, traded off.
As it has been seen more commonly as the passing years went by, more and more Founding Clans adopted the method of betrothing their daughters to any possible candidate whose background was small but promising. In the worst cases scenarios, the man's organization fails in life, while the Founding Clan in question would simply have a nice, normal meeting to decide whether to care or not. Whether to send some support or let their boat sink, and even help it sink deeper and faster. In the best case scenario, the man's family or organization succeed and become one of 'that' Founding Clan's precious 'vassal'.
As for the girls that were betrothed, would anybody care? The answer was given to all the curious back a decade ago, in the form of the most subtle and obscure of manners possible at all.
She, this Vice-Hall Master girl; whose only last hope is to become as 'important' as possible for her clan, was the direct congregation of pity, schadenfreude, lust, wicked thoughts and helplessness. Gazes full of each of these emotions, yet to the surprise of no one, they were simply doing that; watching.
Even then, nobody can undermine the achievements this young woman has brought to the all so 'nobody cared for' Hundred Flowers Hall, the organization of a scion of the Kernti Clan whose advertisement were implying lots of women, man power and whatnot. Basically, a spoiled rich kid whose lack of emotions is not from his head directly but merely because of the lack of brains, if anything.
Kernti Rilu, a well known good-for-nothing bastard, whose hobby is to dance around any kind of vagina. And that not even bloodline alone can stop him, in certain manners. With a well-known reputation which sparkled previously from forcing a female cousin into depravity, and instead of growing scandalously and receiving punishment from the Kerntis, he was instead protected while the female cousin was simply married off to some other random not long after.
That was their Hall Master. Even when knowing the pay for joining this Association was grand, would anybody dare to waste their time in it? Maybe those who are extremely poor wouldn't, but those who were looking for a passionate time of camaraderie and killing and dying together as brothers and sister! Then, they definitely would not joind this Hundred Flowers Hall.
Yet, months ago; there was a new advertisement from the such a failure of both, Kernti offspring and Association in-game. The Hall Master's sister, Kernti Sash, recognized as a beautiful girl from when she was a little girl; was to join the Hundred Flowers Hall!
As for this person whose image wasn't 'refreshed' into people's memories for almost a decade, the reason could be both, unknown and incentive, but the fact that she was appearing once again made many people's blood boil again. Just by the fact of forming some kind of connection with a person whose beauty and aura was merely second only to the Angel Yun Yun from the Founding Clan, the Yun Clan; that thought alone brought tens of thousands of players running to their feet -or her feet- at once.
Now, there was already many posts explaining the first 'level' from all Associations, but it was confirmed that even the Association that could take in the largest amount of players at the initial level was merely that of 35,000 members; and that was a House, not a Hall.
Even then, merely a single day after those tens of thousands of players joined in on to their cause, the flower of the Hundred Flowers Hall revealed her prowess as in both; individually and strategically.
With a few male players trying to win her heart off after being robbed of their hearts, breaths, brain and balls, they challenged the thick, delicate woman with a typical 'bad guy' bet. But it was only after two dozens of players were beaten the shit out of their eye sockets that the players of Rising Essence quickly gave her the respect she deserved; by creating yet another fans club on the forums as well as following her 'rule' of the Hundred Flowers Hall obediently, kinda.
Then, as if it wasn't enough, she showed off her bloodthirstiness when a few other Associations tried to use the Hundred Flowers Hall as their stepping stone by allying together in a skirmish to put down the old and new players from the Hundred Flowers Hall.
Only to be swept nice and clean by a brutal, almost suicidal and definitely not one where even 'true' Associations could take the liberty of not taking the Hundred Flowers Hall seriously; manner.
With only one 'girl' commanding the almost a hundred thousand powerful group of players, they made the enemy alliance's players fall in level at least ten times, even going as far as to camp the villages, towns and even encampments; only stopping when there wasn't another enemy player that wasn't inside the Main City of the Precious Citrine Sub-Division.
That is how, not only did the Hundred Flowers Hall became the most popular, scary, fearless hegemon from the Precious Citrine Sub-Division. But of how Kernti Sash, a desperate young woman that was giving it her all to show her grandeur and worth to survive, was probably... going to be not given the care she deserves... After all, she is coming from a Founding Clan.
For a Founding Clan to care what a 100,000 group of players did to a 200,000 group of players or more; gaining a few tens of thousands of gold coins/credits in a few hours one day, was nothing compared to the millions they make every week. Everyone, including that 'girl', knew of that.
Meanwhile, as the bantering continued, as usual and without a tinge of stopping. A young woman with her wavy sexy long orange hair, which was softly and sorrowfully encompassing over her shoulders to her chest, some of her arms, her neck and back as well as her cheeks; almost reaching out to directly touch her slightly opened, narrowed eyeballs. Those striking azure eyes that were gazing forwards yet had such colorless life to themselves, they deemed broken by all who witnessed such a terrific scene. And by the side of her beautifully standing out cheekbones, stood a rosy-red hue, prerogative of an intense sadness, hopelessness and... and sorrow.
People passed by, as players and players constantly moved from one side to another out of irritated boredom; the NPCs instead would be drawn from her intensely hidden emotions, her feelings as if portrayed towards the simpleton that were the villagers as if there was an interface telling them exactly what her very own being was feeling like.
Ignoring the NPCs that were drawn towards her as she didn't even acknowledged the existence of the players around her, not even of those who truly 'supported' her. So what if they were giving her nice, good old glances, what could they do? What were they capable of? They were all just... a bunch of weaklings.
Suddenly, but slowly, her eyes turned hostile, cold and vividly murderous.
"Hap-..." But then, as if by some unknown reason that went through her head right then, she went back to 'normal'. Her fingers no longer almost bursting the blood of her veins in her wrists.
"Haaah." With the same tomboyish, blatant sitting position, the young woman sat up a little with her head still hung low. Though the entire village was safe and sound with the encirclement from the 50,000 'Journeyers' around them, who wouldn't feel that tingling when people that didn't grow with you say that they'll protect you and that they will never harm you? Naturally, even the village chief tried to avoid contact with the players, only 'being free' when there is something that they need. After all, they did no longer had much requests after those two married couple passed by a few months ago, let alone now that there were so many of such 'Journeyers' around. But, the village chief did not told them that, so they did not know...
"Haah."
With her legs spread out and her rough boots seemingly like old, ancient statues on the ground, the young woman remained with her head hung low as her bountiful bosom stagnated instead; as if she wasn't even moving a single millimeter.
'Oh how boring. If we only could find them, kill them and then, maybe, maybe...' Her lips extended forwards, not as a pout but with the mere aim to rest her facial expression overall, especially her mouth; as she thought.
'Sleepy, sleepy... I just wanna. Maybe... if I sleep, yes... forever? Forever...' Lowering slowly, the beautiful orange haired young woman's eyelids didn't even felt heavy as they never did, as they then lowered even more; right about to touch the counterparts of themselves.
Tshin!
'Hhn?' But her dear heart beat once again, no longer remaining unknowingly still at the ever so faint sound in the distance.
. . .
"Okay Little Zyv, don't drag your fee-"
"HMP!"
Tongqiu was about to remind Zyv to not let dirt get into her shoes as they finally appeared in the village they very much hoped to be teleported to, but at the same instant, he undeniably was overwhelmed by the few tens of thousands of players that were stationed all around the village. As a result of this understanding, Tongqiu quickly took Zyv in his embrace in the middle of his words and by the time he took Zyv away with the help of his almost 200% Movement Speed, players finally noticed that someone just teleported into the village that they incredibly firmly believed to be the first to reach.
"Huh?"
"Eh, you saw that, didn't you?"
"Y-yeah, what was that?"
Shocked, the nearest players to the village's center came to the general location where Tongqiu and Zyv had just previously stood at.
Meanwhile, Tongqiu had his left hand over Zyv's mouth as he slowly encompassed both his and Zyv's body with his Mental Power.
As of right now, they were on the roof of a house with a typical triangular shape,. Without his Mental Power's help, they would've been seen a few seconds after having climbed up. The building was not tall, only one floor and its walls were merely 2.5 meters tall. The worst part was, they already did sounds as well as light damage to the house's roof they just climbed up to. Specially because of the fact tht Tongqiu couldn't care about possibly alarming the nearby players, with his Mental Power stat, he was sure that once they took a good look at the house's roof, they would just ignore it afterwards as long as they saw that the simple design had not a single hidden spot to look at carefully.
And it was the truth, half a minute after he climbed the house, a dozen players started to investigate the area. A few minutes later, they went back to where they came from, Tongqiu could hear their murmuring even though they were already dozens and dozens of meters away.
"...Damn, think they are spies?"
"Nah, there's nothing here. And even if there is, we are the only ones to know."
"Yeah, they were probably some random dudes who got lucky and got tp'ed all the way here, or unlucky, haha!"
"Shit... shit!!"
"Huh, hah? Hey wait! What happened, what's going on?"
"What if..." The players was about to cluelessly spit out his thoughts when he suddenly shut up with a strange pair of eyes before adding: "Mah, nothing. I'll go see the leader- I mean, the Vice-Hall Master, be right back~..."
Casually leaving the scene, the remaining players dumbly shrugged their shoulders.
Meanwhile, Tongqiu was mentally tilting his head in praise, half-praise; since the player almost blurted it out at once.
. . .
"Leader! Chief! My Goddess!"
'...Serious...ly?' Turning around, now standing up, the young woman with wavy, sexy orange long hair turned half her body up to look at the excited and eyes shining useless player.
With a terrific, indifferent face, she waited the player to take his usual amount of her visuals in before he finally spoke; as they all do.
"Vice-Hall Master, I think we've found them!"
Opening her eyes wide in reaction to this brand new information, the Vice-Hall Master questioned: "What- Where? Since when?"
Being able to look at her eyes completely open was unimaginable, she was wholly a Goddess! After vulgarly taking in more of her visual, the player added: "Yes, ah- th-th-this, I... well, I don't know."
Now disgusted and annoyed, the young woman took out her long spear from her space bag and started walking from where the player came. Following her senses and instincts, she easily figured out from where that retard came from, all of his movements and each of his mistakes; mistakes.
. . .
Meanwhile, on the roof, Tongqiu was talking with Zyv via their Mental Power.
"So, how about I use Rosey's Bloodline and get us the fuck outta here?"
"Gasp! Big Brother Wolfy, language! Big Sis Naty will..."
"Oh gosh! Stop it, they're mostly LV60 to LV70 even, most of them mid LV60. Alright?!"
"Ooooh, Big Bro, are you telling me to go take their brains, viscera and bones out of their bodies? Hmm?!"
"..."
"Hehee, Big Bro, let's do it! It'll be fun! Worst comes to worst, we go back to our respective Regions sooner!"
"Okay, let me rephrase it. How about I use Rosey's Bloodline and we elope together away from here?"
"Hmmm! Yeees~~. Let's do it, run away! Together!"
'Mn, indeed. You're under my control, with no escape ever possible, heh heh.' As Tongqiu was becoming the most evil being in the world, without morals and without a conscience, he suddenly picked up a weird, new and fascinating kind of 'probing' around.
Noticing his change, Zyv tried to pry a little, yet was stopped by Tongqiu with a knowing glance.
'What?! Can this other person have something better than my immense, colossal and unique Mental Power stat of 102?! Oh wait... yeah~, maybe I'm not the brightest when it comes to that. Aish...' While the immortal little fairy-like Little Zyv was absorbed in her own adorable dilemmas, Tongqiu grew more and more intrigued by this kind of entity.
Slowly, that entity grew closer and closer. Strangely, Tongqiu began hearing catcalls and vulgarities. For him, it was really easy to understand that they were directed at the entity that was getting closer and closer to them.
'What? Oh dear, just what the fuck has been going on in this weird game? Hello? Developers? Are you even aware?!'
Mentally sighing out his helpless discovery of negligence, Tongqiu waited for just 2 minutes before the entity came into his view. It was just now that, he realized, he couldn't visualize this 'entity' alone for some reason. It had its body covered by a sort of unknown strong and obscure purple substance as well as a kind of universal-like blackness. As if it was covered by some parts taken from the darkest galaxy and parts from a strange dimension and plastered it all over its body, Tongqiu couldn't see who this entity was until it finally reached his naked eye directly.
Unlike the 50,000+ players around him and Zyv, which Tongqiu could see every detail of even behind their skin, Tongqiu was completely incapable of visualizing this entity with his Mental Power.
'Is my Mental Power too low? Low probability. It is more likely to be... my class! If I were to instead have my class go through advancement, my stats, skills or simply the fact that I've 'advanced', I should've been able to look at this player. I think...' Frowning intensely curiously at this even further feeling down from his hardstuck level, Tongqiu did not notice, that the young beautiful orange haired woman was already closing in on the two of them slowly.
'Hmmm. New footsteps, and not like those players of the Hundred Flowers Hall... New... hm? This way? But they look, so fast, that can't be.' Frowning equally as intensely as Tongqiu, the Vice-Hall Master followed the not even existent traces of steps that were all around the ground, air to finally... the walls of a house.
While thinking for not even two seconds, the Vice-Hall Master of the Hundred Flowers Hall pointed and ordered to a nearby drooling player: "Hm... You, come here. Bring this to those inside and tell them to quickly get out of the house with their precious val-"
"Oh, okay. I'll tell them." Being nonsensically interrupted by a common 'soldier' ranked player from the Association she's grown to be the main and only pillar from, the Vice-Hall Master did not show even the slightest of emotions as the player went to obediently do as told after taking the small bag of coins from her hands, equally as rude -and unnecessary- as his interruption.
There were a couple of times were players like these did not do as told and even harmed NPCs, they were brutally killed to LV0 by this beautiful 'girl' after being kicked from the Association. Of course he would at least get a few coins even though they were nothing from him, but he at least did as told... There wasn't a system's contract, courtesy of Kernti Rilu's incredible foresight, so she wasn't going to choose her way of dying from that of being from exhaustion.
After a little, a small family came out the house before the player did, his chest was high up while his bottoms were loose, barely putting them on as it seemed that the player was also very content.
Narrowing her eyes unnoticeably, the Vice-Hall Master quickly ignored this fact, if those from that small family really accepted the gold in exchange of their bodies one time, it was up to them. Besides, she despised such acts, and simple-living people weren't angels in any way.
"Done."
"Ptoey, hm." Spitting to her right by tilting her head to the left, the Vice-Hall Master dismissed the fucker before disappearing from the scene, to the surprise and bewilderment of the onlooking players and even some NPCs.
. . .
Tongqiu felt the breeze change slightly, he tightened his grip on Zyv's shoulders. Feeling his change, Zyv allowed her body to go doll-mode so as to let him use her however he needed, not sexually of course; this time.
Whistle.
'Ah.'
Swish!-PUM!!!
CRASH. Tumble!
Tongqiu had barely moved away from the roof, when the almost-real image of a spear coming from the long distant front of the side of the roof he was in, came strikingly heavy, powerfully and fast- down at them.
After the initial collision of that seemingly great skill, according to Tongqiu's style, the entire house tumbled down in little pieces with not even the furniture leaving a debris larger than 30 cm in size.
"Fuck. Little Zyv, never mind; change of plans, now we kill!" There was no need to speak it out loud, he could already mentally see the rest of the players already lined up into a complete, and this time real- encirclement.
"Yuppi! Ya-haaay! Rosey, Rosey. Come out! It's time for destruction, destruction!" Swinging her fists at the air after being placed gently on the ground and after smiling beautifully at Tongqiu, his Little Zyv then called out her other partner of crime to join in on the fun.
"Brwrwr?" A muffled, familiar sound came from Tongqiu's back, it even sounded with echo as if she was in a bubble of air.
Plop.
"Brrrrrbrrrrrr? BRRRR?!" Sticking out her head, though she already knew, Rosey asked Zyv with clear anticipation.
Zyv placed both her little fists on her little hips before answering her: "Yes! Many, many meatbags! Take a look around for yourself."
"Brr... Brr?... BRRR! BRR BRR!!!" Coming out from Tongqiu's Great Petal Armor Suit, she went crazy in joy while salivating at the buildings around them which were now evacuated of people and the little river of 'Journeyers' around them as well before going even more crazy in anticipation!
Seeing the two abnormal beings' playout, Tongqiu slowly and gently blinked before a grin inadvertently formed at his lips with a few slight shakes of his head.
'I also missed some non-real massacring.'
...
Author's Note: Oh yeah, another slightly longer chapter. After going back 'home', shit's going to go way, way down, up, left and right. Also, just a reminder for Tongqiu's current lifesteal. I've already showcased its worth and, until he gets more of it, I'll only continue to showcase it once again when I feel like it's needed to be reminded on text again.
