Chapter 50: The Scoundrel Of The Hero Family (3)
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Chapter 50: The Scoundrel Of The Hero Family (3)
Several months have passed since he declared hed become a scoundrel. Suddenly, Shiron had a thought.
My efficiency is decreasing
Humans were said to be adaptive creatures.
The same principle applied to the world inside the game.
[Chef Hurst of the Special Class] thought that his rapid improvement in cooking was thanks to Shiron. The occasional outbursts of [Part-time Instructor Ekidna] had decreased in frequency, probably due to her getting used to them.
Most notably, the named NPCs that used to wander the market alleys had disappeared.
They used to hide when beaten up indiscriminately. Baiting them was effective, but even that was becoming less successful.
It was regrettable, especially when the status and system windows were not visible.
The answer in situations like this is to increase efficiency
Until now, Shiron had been cautious about going out, assuming his notoriety was still high. But he reckoned he could confidently take action since the NPCs fondness for him had decreased significantly.
I need to act more broadly and decisively.
Banks, libraries, restaurants, auction houses, amusement parks
Dance parties hosted by nobility, gambling dens, and auctions held in the underworld.
Many NPCs would be present at these locations due to upcoming events. Plus, there were plenty of enemies who wouldnt make him feel guilty for acting like a troublemaker.
Sir, how do I look? Dont I look just like a competent executive?
I Its my first time wearing pants, so it feels a bit awkward.
The ladies standing in front of Shiron looked a bit shy.
This was before they headed to their destination.
To play the role of bodyguards, Encia and Ophilia changed from their usual maid outfits into black suits. This was because Shiron argued that being escorted by maids was not cool.
Ahem.
Shiron cleared his throat to get their attention.
Remember not to kill.
Shiron said with a mock-serious tone. NPCs with decreased fondness had to remain alive to keep his notoriety down.
Reiterating his instructions to the two women who were close to being evil-aligned, he headed to the bank.
However, something seemed off when they reached the bank.
Upon entering, there were no guards, but instead, burly men who looked like bandits drew their swords, confronting Shiron.
What, what?! How did these guys get in here?!
Hey! Wheres the magical barrier?!
I, I dont know! How the hell did they get in?
How? We just opened the door and walked in.
Encia responded with a nonchalant shrug. The burly men immediately charged at her. It was clear they were not bank employees.
Encia, I think you can kill these guys.
Yes.
Thud-
As soon as Shiron gave the command, the heads of the burly men hit the floor, followed by their bodies collapsing.
It was an attack too fast for Shiron to see.
Their deaths were inevitable.
Shiron crossed his arms, looking at the blood-soaked carpet.
Understood.
The atmosphere around Ophilia had changed since Aaron had targeted Shiron. Her anger was boiling at the mere fact that Aaron tried to harm Shiron.
No, dont come!
Aaron unleashed a barrage of spells in resistance, but Ophilia neither dodged them nor was hurt. She grabbed Aaron by his hair.
Ah! Aaah!
Aaron resisted fiercely, but he couldnt overpower Ophilias immense strength.
I Im sorry!
The pain, as if his scalp was being ripped off, made tears stream down Aarons face, and he automatically blurted out words begging for mercy.
Ophilia, at neither a fast nor slow pace, dragged Aaron, who deserved to die, in front of Shiron.
Thud.
Kneel, you trash.
Ugh Uh
Aaron, with a face full of fear, kneeled on the ground. The sight of her, unaffected even by a direct hit from a 5-star mages spell, was frightening enough. However, the way she treated him, not as a person but as baggage, crushed his spirit.
Shiron grabbed Aaron by the collar and made eye contact. Aaron couldnt dare meet his gaze. It was already clear who was the superior one.
You. Do you know who I am?
I I dont know.
Then, what gave you the confidence to attack? I truly cant understand.
Smack-
Shiron chuckled and slapped Aarons face.
Smack- Smack-
The sharp sounds echoed one after another.
Shiron continued to slap the mage until he slouched with exhaustion.
Next.
Everyone was frozen at the unexpected turn of events.
It was the same for the person lying flat on the cold ground, and the rogue who had taken a hostage. The rogues broke into a cold sweat, watching their leader being taken away without resistance.
If you come any closer, Ill kill her!
Even though the rogue threatened by pressing a knife to the hostages neck, Ophilia grabbed the knife with her bare hand and snapped it. The hostage, who was left with a small scratch on her neck, fainted.
The rogue tried to flee in panic, but it was in vain.
Ahh! Ahhh!
The rogue, crying, screamed and knelt in front of Shiron.
You tried to threaten me? You think a hostage would work?
Plplease
The rogue couldnt form coherent sentences due to his fear and pain.
You threatened me arrogantly. Ill hit you until you die.
Sorry! Sorry Please spare me! chokes
Taking that as his cue, Shiron punched the rogues face until it was hollowed.
Thud- Thud- Thud- Thud-
With the sound reminiscent of a pumpkin breaking, everyone in the bank put down their weapons and knelt.
They correctly understood that not resisting was their only way to survive.
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Chapter 50: The Scoundrel Of The Hero Family (3)
Several months have passed since he declared hed become a scoundrel. Suddenly, Shiron had a thought.
My efficiency is decreasing
Humans were said to be adaptive creatures.
The same principle applied to the world inside the game.
[Chef Hurst of the Special Class] thought that his rapid improvement in cooking was thanks to Shiron. The occasional outbursts of [Part-time Instructor Ekidna] had decreased in frequency, probably due to her getting used to them.
Most notably, the named NPCs that used to wander the market alleys had disappeared.
They used to hide when beaten up indiscriminately. Baiting them was effective, but even that was becoming less successful.
It was regrettable, especially when the status and system windows were not visible.
The answer in situations like this is to increase efficiency
Until now, Shiron had been cautious about going out, assuming his notoriety was still high. But he reckoned he could confidently take action since the NPCs fondness for him had decreased significantly.
I need to act more broadly and decisively.
Banks, libraries, restaurants, auction houses, amusement parks
Dance parties hosted by nobility, gambling dens, and auctions held in the underworld.
Many NPCs would be present at these locations due to upcoming events. Plus, there were plenty of enemies who wouldnt make him feel guilty for acting like a troublemaker.
Sir, how do I look? Dont I look just like a competent executive?
I Its my first time wearing pants, so it feels a bit awkward.
The ladies standing in front of Shiron looked a bit shy.
This was before they headed to their destination.
To play the role of bodyguards, Encia and Ophilia changed from their usual maid outfits into black suits. This was because Shiron argued that being escorted by maids was not cool.
Ahem.
Shiron cleared his throat to get their attention.
Remember not to kill.
Shiron said with a mock-serious tone. NPCs with decreased fondness had to remain alive to keep his notoriety down.
Reiterating his instructions to the two women who were close to being evil-aligned, he headed to the bank.
However, something seemed off when they reached the bank.
Upon entering, there were no guards, but instead, burly men who looked like bandits drew their swords, confronting Shiron.
What, what?! How did these guys get in here?!
Hey! Wheres the magical barrier?!
I, I dont know! How the hell did they get in?
How? We just opened the door and walked in.
Encia responded with a nonchalant shrug. The burly men immediately charged at her. It was clear they were not bank employees.
Encia, I think you can kill these guys.
Yes.
Thud-
As soon as Shiron gave the command, the heads of the burly men hit the floor, followed by their bodies collapsing.
It was an attack too fast for Shiron to see.
Their deaths were inevitable.
Shiron crossed his arms, looking at the blood-soaked carpet.
Understood.
The atmosphere around Ophilia had changed since Aaron had targeted Shiron. Her anger was boiling at the mere fact that Aaron tried to harm Shiron.
No, dont come!
Aaron unleashed a barrage of spells in resistance, but Ophilia neither dodged them nor was hurt. She grabbed Aaron by his hair.
Ah! Aaah!
Aaron resisted fiercely, but he couldnt overpower Ophilias immense strength.
I Im sorry!
The pain, as if his scalp was being ripped off, made tears stream down Aarons face, and he automatically blurted out words begging for mercy.
Ophilia, at neither a fast nor slow pace, dragged Aaron, who deserved to die, in front of Shiron.
Thud.
Kneel, you trash.
Ugh Uh
Aaron, with a face full of fear, kneeled on the ground. The sight of her, unaffected even by a direct hit from a 5-star mages spell, was frightening enough. However, the way she treated him, not as a person but as baggage, crushed his spirit.
Shiron grabbed Aaron by the collar and made eye contact. Aaron couldnt dare meet his gaze. It was already clear who was the superior one.
You. Do you know who I am?
I I dont know.
Then, what gave you the confidence to attack? I truly cant understand.
Smack-
Shiron chuckled and slapped Aarons face.
Smack- Smack-
The sharp sounds echoed one after another.
Shiron continued to slap the mage until he slouched with exhaustion.
Next.
Everyone was frozen at the unexpected turn of events.
It was the same for the person lying flat on the cold ground, and the rogue who had taken a hostage. The rogues broke into a cold sweat, watching their leader being taken away without resistance.
If you come any closer, Ill kill her!
Even though the rogue threatened by pressing a knife to the hostages neck, Ophilia grabbed the knife with her bare hand and snapped it. The hostage, who was left with a small scratch on her neck, fainted.
The rogue tried to flee in panic, but it was in vain.
Ahh! Ahhh!
The rogue, crying, screamed and knelt in front of Shiron.
You tried to threaten me? You think a hostage would work?
Plplease
The rogue couldnt form coherent sentences due to his fear and pain.
You threatened me arrogantly. Ill hit you until you die.
Sorry! Sorry Please spare me! chokes
Taking that as his cue, Shiron punched the rogues face until it was hollowed.
Thud- Thud- Thud- Thud-
With the sound reminiscent of a pumpkin breaking, everyone in the bank put down their weapons and knelt.
They correctly understood that not resisting was their only way to survive.
Chapter 50: The Scoundrel Of The Hero Family 3Several months have passed since he declared hed become a scoundrel. Suddenly, Shiron had a thought.My efficiency is decreasingHumans were said to be adaptive creatures.The same principle applied to the world inside the game.Chef Hurst of the Special Class thought that his rapid improvement in cooking was thanks to Shiron. The occasional outbursts of Part-time Instructor Ekidna had decreased in frequency, probably due to her getting used to them.Most notably, the named NPCs that used to wander the market alleys had disappeared.They used to hide when beaten up indiscriminately. Baiting them was effective, but even that was becoming less successful.It was regrettable, especially when the status and system windows were not visible.The answer in situations like this is to increase efficiencyUntil now, Shiron had been cautious about going out, assuming his notoriety was still high. But he reckoned he could confidently take action since the NPCs fondness for him had decreased significantly.I need to act more broadly and decisively.Banks, libraries, restaurants, auction houses, amusement parksDance parties hosted by nobility, gambling dens, and auctions held in the underworld.Many NPCs would be present at these locations due to upcoming events. Plus, there were plenty of enemies who wouldnt make him feel guilty for acting like a troublemaker.Sir, how do I look? Dont I look just like a competent executive?I Its my first time wearing pants, so it feels a bit awkward.The ladies standing in front of Shiron looked a bit shy.This was before they headed to their destination.To play the role of bodyguards, Encia and Ophilia changed from their usual maid outfits into black suits. This was because Shiron argued that being escorted by maids was not cool.Ahem.Shiron cleared his throat to get their attention.Remember not to kill.Shiron said with a mock-serious tone. NPCs with decreased fondness had to remain alive to keep his notoriety down.Reiterating his instructions to the two women who were close to being evil-aligned, he headed to the bank.However, something seemed off when they reached the bank.Upon entering, there were no guards, but instead, burly men who looked like bandits drew their swords, confronting Shiron.What, what?! How did these guys get in here?!Hey! Wheres the magical barrier?!I, I dont know! How the hell did they get in?How? We just opened the door and walked in.Encia responded with a nonchalant shrug. The burly men immediately charged at her. It was clear they were not bank employees.Encia, I think you can kill these guys.Yes.Thud-As soon as Shiron gave the command, the heads of the burly men hit the floor, followed by their bodies collapsing.It was an attack too fast for Shiron to see.Their deaths were inevitable.Shiron crossed his arms, looking at the blood-soaked carpet.Understood.The atmosphere around Ophilia had changed since Aaron had targeted Shiron. Her anger was boiling at the mere fact that Aaron tried to harm Shiron.No, dont come!Aaron unleashed a barrage of spells in resistance, but Ophilia neither dodged them nor was hurt. She grabbed Aaron by his hair.Ah! Aaah!Aaron resisted fiercely, but he couldnt overpower Ophilias immense strength.I Im sorry!The pain, as if his scalp was being ripped off, made tears stream down Aarons face, and he automatically blurted out words begging for mercy.Ophilia, at neither a fast nor slow pace, dragged Aaron, who deserved to die, in front of Shiron.Thud.Kneel, you trash.Ugh UhAaron, with a face full of fear, kneeled on the ground. The sight of her, unaffected even by a direct hit from a 5-star mages spell, was frightening enough. However, the way she treated him, not as a person but as baggage, crushed his spirit.Shiron grabbed Aaron by the collar and made eye contact. Aaron couldnt dare meet his gaze. It was already clear who was the superior one.You. Do you know who I am?I I dont know.Then, what gave you the confidence to attack? I truly cant understand.Smack-Shiron chuckled and slapped Aarons face.Smack- Smack-The sharp sounds echoed one after another.Shiron continued to slap the mage until he slouched with exhaustion.Next.Everyone was frozen at the unexpected turn of events.It was the same for the person lying flat on the cold ground, and the rogue who had taken a hostage. The rogues broke into a cold sweat, watching their leader being taken away without resistance.If you come any closer, Ill kill her!Even though the rogue threatened by pressing a knife to the hostages neck, Ophilia grabbed the knife with her bare hand and snapped it. The hostage, who was left with a small scratch on her neck, fainted.The rogue tried to flee in panic, but it was in vain.Ahh! Ahhh!The rogue, crying, screamed and knelt in front of Shiron.You tried to threaten me? You think a hostage would work?PlpleaseThe rogue couldnt form coherent sentences due to his fear and pain.You threatened me arrogantly. Ill hit you until you die.Sorry! Sorry Please spare me! chokesTaking that as his cue, Shiron punched the rogues face until it was hollowed.Thud- Thud- Thud- Thud-With the sound reminiscent of a pumpkin breaking, everyone in the bank put down their weapons and knelt.They correctly understood that not resisting was their only way to survive.
