The 100th Regression of the Max-Level Player

Chapter: 193 The Hand of Death (1)

“You did well.”

The First Warrior, who patted the head of the traitor as if he were a well-behaved puppy, asked him,

“What was your name again?”

“It’s… Kang Shihyuk.”

“Good. Since you did as you were told, I’ll let you live.”

“Th-thank you! Thank yo—”

“But stay here until the Black Scythe arrives.”

“What?”

“We have no way of knowing if you’re lying or not. At least stay until the Black Scythe gets here.”

Kang Shihyuk’s face turned pale at the thought of having to confront the captain he had betrayed under duress.

Stammering, Kang Shihyuk continued in English,

“You said you’d let me go if I did what you asked.”

“And you still are.”

“You heard me, didn’t you? It’s definitely the Black Scythe.”

“I don’t understand Korean. How should I know what you said or who you were talking to?”

“This isn’t what we agreed… Aaargh!”

The First Warrior pressed his finger against Kang Shihyuk’s knee, pinning him in place as if caught in a giant press.

The grip was immensely strong.

“If a yellow monkey is told to do something, it should just do it. Why are you arguing? Should I make it so you can’t walk again?”

“Ugh…”

“If you don’t want to die a dog’s death, betray your captain and survive. That’s the true survival instinct and the proper mindset of a monkey, isn’t it?”

“Alright, alright, I understand, so let go… Gah!”

Instead of letting go of his knee, the First Warrior’s large hand smacked Kang Shihyuk’s head.

“Fool. Tsk.”

With a massive sword slung over his shoulder, he turned to his Apostle comrades.

“Did you make the call?”

“Both teams are coming this way.”

“They need to arrive before the Black Scythe does…”

At the concern of India’s top swingman, the First Warrior snickered.

“Why worry about that? If the Black Scythe shows up, we’ll just smash that bastard’s head in first.”

“For a gentleman’s country, your choice of words is crude.”

“Who said England was a gentleman’s country?”

“Are you confident? A level 90 won’t be easy.”

“I’m a sword master. There isn’t anyone I can’t kill with one strike of my sword energy. Even a Minotaur was taken down in one blow.”

“Then why haven’t you made it into the top 3 in any area yet?”

“T-that’s because I’ve been too lazy up until now. Just wait and see. I’ll be the one to take the number one ranking.”

The swingman could only shake his head at the First Warrior’s confidence.

“How about we try to stall him with a conversation until the rest of the Apostles arrive. Since we have a hostage, that might be better.”

“What are you talking about? You want to share the pie that rolled in with others?”

“Are you sure you can eat that pie? It’s not poisoned?”

“The four of us can easily kill the Black Scythe. And we have a hostage, like you said.”

“I’m telling you, it’s not going to work.”

“I’m telling you, it will.”

As the two bickered, Kang Shihyuk flinched when the First Warrior looked at him.

“Should we ask this guy? Hey, yellow monkey. Who do you think would win between me and the Black Scythe?”

“What?”

“What are you asking back for? Don’t you understand English? Who do you think would win if we fought one-on-one? You’re one of the squad members, so you should know the captain’s skills.”

Of course, he knew.

From the first day, everyone in the squad knew.

Just what kind of monster the captain was.

But to Kang Shihyuk, the giant in front of him seemed like the real monster.

So he couldn’t speak honestly.

“Be honest, be honest.”

“Th-the Black Scythe…”

“…”

“…is weaker than you think. Someone like you can beat him.”

“See! Did you hear that? He said he’s weaker than expected. I told you so, too.”

“Why are you asking this guy? Can’t you see he’s scared of you?”

“No, no. He spoke honestly. Right?”

“Y-yes…”

The First Warrior’s hand clapped on Kang Shihyuk’s shoulder.

“The Black Scythe will be here soon. While we prepare for the ambush, you keep him distracted.”

“What? Me?”

“Why? Don’t you want to?”

The grip on his shoulder tightened.

Kang Shihyuk quickly shook his head.

“N-no. I-I will.”

“Good, you should. If you try to seek help from the Black Scythe or show any sign of running, you know what will happen, right?”

The First Warrior brandished his massive sword threateningly.

“Escape? You’ll die immediately along with the Black Scythe. Thinking you can outrun us four will be a big mistake. You may not know, but we’re the top-ranked players in our respective countries.”

“Ah…”

“So behave well. As long as you do your job well, I’ll let you live.”

“Y-you promise… you’ll really let me live?”

“Of course. Letting a small fry like you go isn’t a big deal for us. As long as things go well, I promise to let you live.”

“T-then, I understand.”

“Good, good. Then we’ll be counting on you.”

The First Warrior patted his shoulder before disappearing with his comrades.

They each spread out, taking their positions and waiting for the Black Scythe to appear.

After waiting for five minutes, unfamiliar footsteps echoed through the quiet alley.

The Black Scythe had arrived.

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