Chapter 77: PAUL: Gate 8
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[ Attention players! Pay 300,000 PP to enter Gate 8! ]
In the crowds of the Nebulous Bazaar were players and creatures. Among them was a tall, skinny male in indigo mage robes, whose expression turned to fright the moment the creature beside him took action. A glance, a step forward, he seemed to flinch at every mark.
Even entering a loaf shop caused him visible distress.
"Sorry about him. Our...team member died in the previous gate. He....was the glue to our team. He’s taking it hard."
"It’s alright." The salesmen understood in all the wrong ways. "If you want, I can give you a small sale."
"I...we can’t thank you enough."
A jolt went down his spine and his expressions were forced to relax. "Y-yeah. Thank you." He wore a small smile and went along with it as if nothing was wrong.
Everything was wrong.
There was a monster in front of him, casually buying loafs of expensive bread, and nobody knew. There was a monster terrorizing the Heavenly Games, ready to anything and everything to win, and everyone was oblivious to it. It went beyond simple ambitions, because ambitions belonged to those that were weak. He was not. The monster in human flesh held no compassion or mercy. He stared at a future he deemed to be in his grasp.