MMORPG: Rebirth of the Mortal Online - Chapter 135

Chapter 135: Solving Incident
Adam climbed back to his feet with his hand clutching his waist.

That single kick must’ve broken some of his ribs.

“You fuck!” The Necroman Guild’s members shouted. “You’ll pay for what you did!”

“I did what exactly?” Adam asked with a raised eyebrow. “I was just disciplining him. You should know what might happen if you insult a guild; it’s his fault for being ignorant. In worse circumstances, I might’ve killed him for that insult.”

That response caused a few people to chuckle here and there.

He turned Karma’s words against him, and he was also completely correct.

It was a death sentence to go and just insult a guild like that, especially since Necroman and the Crimson Hounds were of the same tier—the war between them would lead to many deaths.

The members of Necroman gritted their teeth and felt troubled. They weren’t as drunk as Karma, so they were able to feel somewhat level-headed.

It was very dangerous to go and fight the S-ranker, knowing that the Shattered Shields were just thrown to a prison ship and shipped back to the mainland to get thrown beyond the wall.

Without their guild master’s approval, they would be risking severe punishment.

‘How did Adam beat an Archwarrior like that?’ Zahn wondered. ‘It’s true that guy was drunk, barely able to stand still, and couldn’t use any of the three powers in that state, but still, he should’ve been easily able to shrug off that punch.’

Most of the onlookers just thought that Karma was more drunk than they had originally realized, but there was a person sitting by the roof who witnessed it all and knew what happened.

Mikael used a whitstone to sharpen his sword while keeping an eye on the fight. He had a large plate of meat and fish food, with a large cup of mead on the roof beside him.

‘Influence.’ Mikael thought with a serious expression.

‘That punch to the jaw was a catalyst for everything. Once that punch landed, Karma’s brain was bouncing in his head like a pinball machine, but in ordinary circumstances, that still wouldn’t be enough for Adam to do anything afterwards.

‘However, the Influence took control of Karma—once the punches continued to land, he started thinking that Adam was much stronger and faster than he actually is. Then he was fear-stricken, thinking that he had severely underestimated his opponent.

‘The Influence is rarely used in the New World, mostly because almost no one knows how to use it in a fight. It’s also because there is Kiryoku, which is easily able to counter it.

‘However, Karma, like an idiot he is, was too drunk to straighten his emotions to use Kiryoku.

‘I am impressed, Adam Palestar of Crimson Hounds.’

…

“Move out of the way.” Necroman pushed aside his guild members and saw Karma bleeding on the ground, still breathing, barely.

Necroman was half-dressed, his black cloak trailing behind him.

Then, a few of his guild members whispered something in his ear—telling their biased understanding of the situation, making Karma look good and Adam seem like the bad guy in the situation.

“You attacked my guild member?” Necroman asked, his voice not sounding angry or upset but rather eerily calm and chilling.

He had silvery hair with a few grayish threads interwoven throughout, giving him a distinguished and wise appearance that contrasted with his menacing aura.

However, he seemed very pale, like he was freezing from the inside, and there were wrinkles forming around his eyes, making it harder for him to properly open his eyes and see clearly.

Someone could mistake him for an elderly person, but those who knew him were aware of the truth.

He actually wasn’t that old, in his early forties, and had years left before reaching the end of his prime.

With the peak Prime Mercenary rank, he was one of the strongest guild masters of Tier 2.

“I did,” Adam answered, truthfully and honestly.

“Hah… hah…” Necroman laughed slowly, which almost sounded fake.

‘Necroman…’ Adam thought. ‘What an interesting character.’

“I too… have rebellious spirits in my guild.” Necroman said, then laughed. “Ah, I tried to teach them, but either they refuse to learn or they’re too stubborn, maybe both!”

While he was laughing slowly and eerily, a hand touched Adam—Digby arrived, looking level-headed and composed.

With a quick nod of acknowledgement, he said. “Necroman, long time no see.”

“Digby, Digby, Digby…” Necroman chuckled. “I am sorry, but I was talking with this young fellow of yours. He assaulted my guild member, y’see.”

“I heard what happened.” Digby said, hearing the truth from Zahn’s mouth. “Both were wrong. Your guild member insulted us, and Adam protected our pride, that’s all.”

“Pride is a dangerous thing.” Necroman said. “That has led to wars before, and it will likely lead to more in the future if not kept in check.”

“Thank you for your guidance.” Digby said with a slight bow. “So do insults. It’s best to avoid both.”

“True that…” Necroman laughed and looked at Adam. “A couple of people joined my guild recently; maybe friends of yours?”

“Who?” Adam asked with a frown.

“Ramon and Hannibal, they’re from your tutorial group, if I am not mistaken.”

‘In the end, they followed the same footsteps.’ Adam sighed and nodded. “I wouldn’t say friends, but yes, I do know them.”

“They’re very rebellious, haha.” Necroman chuckled. “I’ve had to whip them a couple of times, but they’re really slow learners. Like Karma…”

With a whip-like kick, Necroman kicked Karma in the side, causing him to yell in pain.

“Get up.” Necroman’s voice turned cold. “How long are you planning on sleeping and embarrassing me?”

“G-g-g-gu…” Karma tried to speak, but his teeth were a mess and his lips were swollen and bruised.

“Shut up and go get your face fixed up; you look pathetic.” Necroman said with an ugly look.

Karma nodded shamefully, but then glanced at Adam, and if looks could kill, Adam would’ve dropped dead on the spot.

His friends helped him walk away; he was barely able to stay on two feet.

“I hope this doesn’t become a bigger incident than it has to.” Digby said.

“Hahaha, it’s fine.” Necroman said. “But I need to pay to fix up his face, which wasn’t pretty either way, but I can’t leave him like that. If you can?”

Digby nodded and tossed him a pouch with enough Shinecoins to pay for the healing flask.

“Appreciated.” Necroman caught it and then glanced at Adam. “See you later, S-ranker. I am interested in what kind of man you’ll become in the future~”

Adam didn’t like that glance. It made him feel uneasy, as if he had been trapped in a spiderweb.

That old man was planning something nefarious.

“Are you alright?” Digby asked.

“Yes.” Adam sighed. “I am sorry.”

“No need to apologize; you did nothing wrong.” Digby said his own honest opinion.

He was wondering whether Adam was loyal to their guild and whether he was just going to grow stronger in peace and then leave for a stronger guild when it was time.

However, this proved that his heart was in the right place, and he was filled with loyalty.

It made him happy.