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Jeong-Hoon grinned and approached Kaneda Shun.

“S-stay back… Stay back!”

Kaneda Shun stumbled backward, his face pale.

But the distance between them gradually closed, and soon they were close enough to touch.

“W-wait…! Ugh!”

Kaneda’s words were cut short.

Jeong-Hoon’s Leviathan pressed against Kaneda Shun’s neck.

A trickle of blood flowed down from his neck.

“Don’t worry. I’m not going to kill you yet.”

Jeong-Hoon gave Kaneda a bright smile.

[Wow, that’s a really scary smile.]

‘Agreed.’

Sensing the killing intent in that chilling smile, Kaneda Shun shuddered.

“You… What are you…?”

The dazzling archery skills, the Magic Missile aimed at the hidden guild members, the overwhelming swordsmanship that slaughtered them all.

Could this really be called a martial artist?

“Now, shall we settle the accounts?”

Jeong-Hoon grinned and brought up the topic of settlement.

“Settlement…?”

“Yes. The price for my life. You tried to kill me, so you have to pay the price.”

“You’re talking nonsense…”

“Anyway, that price is the item you have.”

“Item?”

“You said you got a clue for the Hidden Class transfer before, right?”

“That’s not happening!”

Kaneda’s eyes twitched.

At the same time, he tried to grab Jeong-Hoon by the collar.

But Jeong-Hoon’s fist struck his solar plexus hard, easily subduing him.

“Cough! Gah, ugh…!”

Jeong-Hoon grinned.

“That’s not for you to decide.”

“Don’t fuck with me! You think I’ll hand that over?! Just kill me then! Kill me!”

“It’s okay. I have a way to take it by force.”

Jeong-Hoon now had ‘Plunder.’

“That’s ridiculous! If such a thing existed, I’d eat my own hand!”

“Really? Then how about a bet?”

A cold smile crept across Jeong-Hoon’s lips.

“A bet…?”

“Yes. If I take your item, you die here.”

“Ha.”

Kaneda Shun scoffed.

There’s no way such a method exists.

Items can only be transferred through trades.

The only way to take an item without a trade is by using illegal programs, and you think New World would just let that slide?

He’s just trying to scare me.

“Why? Are you scared?”

“Fuck, fine! Let’s do it!”

“Okay.”

Jeong-Hoon grinned and activated the skill.

[Select a target.]

The target was Kaneda Shun.

[Select an item to plunder.]

[Item list.]

There was a wide variety of items to plunder.

As one of the last remaining traitors, Kaneda had already amassed many good items.

But Jeong-Hoon had already decided on the item he would take.

‘Dark Lord’s Memoir.’

[Plundering Dark Lord’s Memoir.]

[‘Plunder’ skill will disappear.]

What a truly fraudulent skill.

If it wasn’t one-time use, changing the future would have been much easier.

He was savoring the bittersweet feeling when he noticed a change in his inventory.

Kaneda Shun’s face gradually contorted as he felt the change in his inventory.

“Wh-what?!”

“What’s so surprising?”

“It’s gone! It’s gone!”

“What’s gone? I haven’t done anything yet.”

Jeong-Hoon tilted his head in confusion.

“Don’t fuck with me! You did it, didn’t you?! You’re the one who did it!”

“I was just holding your collar. Did I touch your inventory or something?”

“That’s…”

Kaneda couldn’t say anything.

Because Jeong-Hoon had indeed only been holding his collar.

But the moment he said he would plunder the item, it disappeared.

It was definitely Jeong-Hoon’s doing.

“Anyway, the item’s gone, right? So that’s my win?”

“Yes! Damn it, hurry up and give it back!”

“Give it back… I told you I don’t have it.”

“It’s your win, so give it back! I can’t do anything without it!”

Stab!

At that moment, he felt a hot, intense pain in his abdomen.

Leviathan had pierced through Kaneda’s abdomen.

And unlike before, it had hit a vital spot.

“You talk too much. If you lose a bet, you have to pay the price.”

Jeong-Hoon whispered softly with a cold smile.

“You fucking bastard… Give it back right now…”

Without it, he would never be able to obtain the Hidden Class!

Cough! Cough!

Kaneda tried to shout, but blood gushed out, preventing him from speaking.

Seeing his health rapidly declining, he tried to use a potion, but Jeong-Hoon’s hand was faster.

“See you next time.”

Jeong-Hoon twisted his wrist, piercing through his heart and killing him.

“Hoon! Are you okay?!”

Ha-Jin, who had just managed to escape from the net, rushed over, panting.

“Dude… Why do you only show up after everything’s over?”

“Don’t even get me started… That net was so tight, it took me forever to get out of it.”

“The situation’s over.”

“Already? You took care of all those guys?”

“Yeah.”

“…Haha.”

Ha-Jin let out a hollow laugh, his face filled with disbelief.

No matter how monstrous Jeong-Hoon was, it was hard to believe that he had killed so many people in such a short time.

“Alright. Let’s stop talking and get the trade done.”

Jeong-Hoon initiated a trade with Ha-Jin.

“Huh?”

As Ha-Jin accepted the trade request, Jeong-Hoon placed the ‘Dark Lord’s Memoir’ he had plundered from Kaneda.

“It’s the Dark Lord’s Memoir. Kaneda Shun said it’s an item that leads to a Hidden Class.”

“What?! Hey! Wait a minute!”

Ha-Jin hurriedly canceled the trade.

He almost accepted the item without thinking.

“What’s wrong? Why did you do that?”

Jeong-Hoon frowned.

[Hey! Why are you giving that hard-earned item to that guy?!]

‘I agree. This doesn’t seem right.’

Mukho and Anima also expressed their opposition.

But Jeong-Hoon thought differently.

Ha-Jin had saved his life in his past life, so he wanted to repay that debt.

‘And Ha-Jin also needs to get a Hidden Class to survive on his own.’

There would come a time when he wouldn’t be able to look after Ha-Jin every time.

At that time, Ha-Jin would have to survive on his own.

This Hidden Class would be a great help then.

“I went to the royal palace and got the Plunder skill. It’s one-time use, though.”

Jeong-Hoon explained how he got the Plunder skill and how he had just used it to take the Dark Lord’s Memoir from Kaneda.

After the explanation, Ha-Jin’s jaw dropped, and he couldn’t close his mouth.

“Wow… Shit, such a thing existed?”

Jeong-Hoon’s story was so absurd that he couldn’t help but curse.

But Jeong-Hoon wouldn’t lie to him.

The reason he was giving him the item must be because he had already obtained a Hidden Class.

“What do you want to do? I’ve already deciphered it, so you just have to use it.”

“…No way. How can I take something so precious?”

Even if they were friends, he couldn’t easily accept this.

It was too valuable to put a price on.

If Jeong-Hoon decided to sell it…

‘I’m not sure, but at least a few hundred billion won? A trillion? Maybe even more?’

That was the value of a Hidden Class.

“It’s okay, I ripped it off from that Japanese guy anyway. So take it before I change my mind.”

“Dude…”

“I’m not just giving it to you. I’m giving it to you as a way of saying, no matter what happens, never betray me and always be on my side.”

“Isn’t that a given? What are friends for?”

Ha-Jin was sincere.

That’s how precious a friend Jeong-Hoon was to him.

Touched by his sincerity, Jeong-Hoon smiled faintly.

“Then take it. If you refuse again, I really won’t give it to you.”

“…Okay. No take-backs later, alright? And no lording it over me either.”

“Hmm? Can’t I lord it over you a little?”

Jeong-Hoon narrowed his eyes.

He was offering a Hidden Class, after all.

“…I guess you’re right about that.”

In the end, Ha-Jin received the Dark Lord’s Memoir from Jeong-Hoon.

* * *

Whoosh-

The capsule opened, and Kaneda Shun stepped out.

The Japanese players who had come to Korea were waiting for him.

“Damn it!”

They were guild members sent by his older brother, Masahiro Kaneda.

He had personally paid for their expenses, using a trip to Korea as an excuse, so they planned to finish this quickly, enjoy four days of fun in Korea, and then return to Japan.

‘Fuck, what do you mean this is a simple task?’

‘You said we just had to take care of one guy?’

‘How is he so strong?’

At first, they were told that all they had to do was hunt down one Korean who had messed with Kaneda Shun.

A martial artist who wasn’t even level 200.

They thought he wouldn’t be much of a threat, regardless of his class rank, since he hadn’t even completed his 3rd job advancement.

But what was this?

The martial artist’s strength was beyond imagination.

He toyed with them like they were playthings, and judging by how Kaneda Shun’s capsule had opened so soon, it seemed he had killed him in an instant.

‘…It’s probably best to end things here.’

His instincts were telling him that.

That it was better not to mess with that guy.

If they continued to provoke him out of a desire for revenge, they would only end up in a worse situation.

But Kaneda Shun’s eyes were bloodshot, and he couldn’t make a proper judgment.

“Gather at the capsule room again tomorrow. We’ll find that bastard again and attack.”

His guild members’ faces were filled with bewilderment at his reckless order.

“Um… Shouldn’t we just give up…?”

Bam!

Kaneda Shun threw a nearby water bottle.

“Don’t fuck with me! That bastard stole my item!”

And it was the Dark Lord’s Memoir, no less.

Without it, he wouldn’t even be able to find a way to obtain the Hidden Class.

“…I can’t do it. I came here on the guild leader’s orders, but this is too much.”

One guild member stepped back.

As if gaining momentum, the rest of the guild members also backed out.

“We shouldn’t fight that guy.”

“After getting hit once, I realized… He’s someone we shouldn’t mess with.”

“If he’s that strong, he must be in a famous guild. It’s not good to make an enemy out of him.”

“We’re sorry… We’ll explain everything to the guild leader.”

They ignored Kaneda Shun’s rambling and left the capsule room.

Kaneda Shun, left alone, had a face twisted like a demon.

‘Fuck… You bastard. I’ll fucking get you.’

Even without the help of those useless idiots, there were plenty of ways to get revenge on him.

He hadn’t wanted to resort to this method, though.

Kaneda Shun waited for 24 hours and logged back into New World.

And there, Jeong-Hoon was waiting for him.

“Hello? I was waiting so long my neck almost snapped.”

Jeong-Hoon smiled brightly and slit Kaneda Shun’s throat with Leviathan.

His second death, met without even a chance to use his abilities.

Whoosh-

The capsule door opened again.

“Wh-what…?”

Kaneda Shun couldn’t hide his bewilderment.

Why? Why was he still there, even after 24 hours had passed?

‘Could it be…?’

Is he trying to get me permanently banned…?

* * *

An old woman with a robe pulled low over her head stood before Kaiserk V, leaning on a staff.

“What brings you here, Cassandra?”

“It’s been a while, Your Majesty.”

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[NPC Information]

– Nickname: Cassandra

– Level: 300

– Occupation: Fortune Teller

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Cassandra.

She was a fortune-teller who traveled all over the continent.

She was so renowned that there was a joke that if you lined up all the people who wanted to hear her fortune-telling, it would stretch from the Märchen Kingdom to the Calderra Duchy.

Anyway, she had visited the royal palace without any prior notice.

‘What could she possibly want to say…’

Kaiserk V was momentarily nervous about Cassandra’s visit.

Whenever she visited without notice, it was always to deliver bad prophecies.

And those prophecies had always come true.

“Have you come to deliver a prophecy?”

“Something like that. I’ve come to speak about the foreigner who played a major role in this Monster Wave.”

“Hmm? You mean our benefactor?”

This Monster Wave had been quite dangerous.

Blood Orcs, no less.

And the Black King Ogre was the most powerful boss monster to appear in a Monster Wave in nearly 20 years.

The fact that they had only suffered injuries and no casualties was all thanks to the foreigner.

If he hadn’t personally hunted down the Ogre… he didn’t even want to imagine what would have happened.

“Yes. Promise him a substantial reward and ask him to eliminate the gate.”

“A substantial reward?”

“Yes. He can put an end to the Monster Waves that plague the royal capital.”

Kaiserk V’s eyes began to tremble uncontrollably.

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