I looked at the guy giving a stare like I owed him money, but I wasn't intimidated. Instead, I gave him a casual wave paired with my signature smile.
Just a few monts ago, I had been outside the general hall when it started trembling and a massive door appeared.
I knew almost imdiately it would lead to the general hall and I had two options.
Either go in with my real appearance or go with my terminally ill form and I chose the latter for one simple reason…
To troll these transmigrator bastards.
I didn't know if they knew I, as Rael Von Ashborn, was a transmigrator but I was sure they would know once they saw how much chaos I had already caused in Noxvalen.
But that didn't an they would know about this appearance of mine, the one where I looked like shattered glass with completely different features.
So I fully intended to let them think I was so completely new transmigrator and it was actually useful as it would distract them from my real form, make them dismiss as a nobody while they chased after my terminally ill self who seed more dangerous.
It was like creating an alt account on social dia to ragebait and troll people while keeping the main account pure and safe.
As for my weapon cards… Well, although they were rare as weapons, so nutcases did use them.
There were all kinds of Nexus and so people with Perforr-type Nexus used cards too, though theirs weren't nearly as special as mine.
I walked casually toward the guy as the chaotic battle unfolded behind in the hall.
Honestly, I wasn't interested in most of the artifacts in this particular hall except for what I ca for. The artifacts here were of the demonic kind, the ones that granted power for a short period before eventually killing their host.
The artifact I wanted was demonic as well, the one that would help make Varek's life miserable for daring to ss with .
There were a few other artifacts I wanted too, but unfortunately they weren't here and I didn't have the ti to retrieve them right now.
It was petty revenge but I didn't care.
Still, I wasn't in a rush.
I had already sent Bearlo to collect the artifact I needed along with sothing else, sothing which was absolute must for my survival in the future.
In the anti, I decided to spend so quality ti with my dear transmigrators.
As I arrived in front of the group, my eyes scanned them calmly.
There were four of them.
The hooded man who seed to be the leader, a masked woman who was… strange, Vance, the poor guy I had baited before, and a girl with brown hair and green eyes.
Vance and the green-eyed girl looked badly injured, and I felt pride swell within . After all, I was ninety-nine percent sure those injuries were from my Moon Card.
"You are a difficult person to find." The woman's voice echoed before I could think of anything else.
"What can I say? I'm a busy guy." I replied smugly.
I could guess what she ant by that.
She probably tried to find after my explosive greeting but I was with Winter, which made it difficult for her to track down.
"Who are you…?" The man, probably the Arbiter Vance had talked about, finally spoke. "And why are you wrecking the plot…?"
His voice was heavy.
"I am Orion, didn't Vance deliver my greeting?" I replied, using the sa made-up na I had given Vance before. "As for wrecking the plot, I believe improvising is the correct word."
I saw the man grit his teeth as Vance trembled slightly beside him.
"I an, why do you even want to follow that shitty plot in the first place? Are you NPCs or what? If you have free will, why bother following so useless script?"
The man stared at .
"If you continue doing what you are doing, the world will be destroyed." He muttered, clenching his fist. "We need to maintain balance to save the world."
Damn. Talk about a god complex.
"Who's to say it won't be destroyed if you don't do anything? The world isn't a ga anymore, and people aren't characters. So stop trying to control everything and focus on what you actually want to do."
I muttered it casually, though it was more to buy ti than to give him motivation. I an, I was going to kill this guy sooner or later anyway, so him living his life was never really an option.
I would have done it today but judging by how relaxed he seed, he probably had a way out.
"It seems you are far too gone to be reasoned with." He muttered as a sword appeared in his hands, while a pair of daggers ford in the hands of the woman beside him.
Tsk…
The woman lunged first while the man remained where he stood, his sword pointed at the ground. Her daggers sliced through the air, coming straight for my neck.
I didn't move, instead, a slow smirk ford on my lips.
Before the blade could even reach , sothing deflected it with a sharp clang as another woman appeared between us. She had flowing white hair, her body clad entirely in black and a ridiculous rubber chicken mask covered her face.
I wasn't stupid enough to think this eting would be all flowers and pleasantries and knew these bastards would attack .
So I prepared a backup.
Before entering this place, I hadn't just t with Bearlo as soone else had arrived right as I was about to step into this chamber, soone who had asked for chocolate the mont she appeared.
The woman was none other than Arza and the chicken mask was there to hide her features from the transmigrators. After all, to them, she was sothing like the main character.
"Take care of the woman." I muttered as she nodded once without hesitation while I looked at the man, who looked at with furious expression.
Let's see how strong you are, arbiter.
With that my battle with another transmigrator began.
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