Another successful day of business. I relax, reclining back into my sofa. Tomorrow, that person's butler will be here. God knows why and what they're doing with so many humans, but hell if I care. The money they pay is so great that the first transaction we had, I couldn't help but laugh my hairy ass off.
This is perhaps the best time to be a bandit after all. I even have the backing of the royals behind me. They believe their disguise to be perfect but I know who they are. I'm not stupid enough to be handling human lives like stock without first checking the client's background. Saw it with my own eyes I did, the carriage entering the Royal palace in Einhoren.
"Aaaa~ What a sweet sweet time to be alive." I'm practically a king, I have a throne of coins, men who are willing to follow me and the royals are turning a blind eye to me. I pluck my chalice of the table, about to take another swig only to find it empty...
"OI. Someone bring me more ale!" I ordered. Loud enough that someone must've heard it. The bootlickers will fight over being able to serve me. KEK.
...
"OI."
...
No response? I dash the chalice towards my side. Exactly towards a brown haired women. My lecherous eyes trace her fine curves as the chalice hits her. She yelps in response.
"Lucky bitch, you get good food good wine yet you won't fuck me. TSK." I stormed out of the tent to find out why it's so fucking quiet.
"Oi, where is everyone!?" No response? I plucked my short sword out of its sheath and readied myself. "Monsters?" Impossible, I approach one of the bodies sleeping within its bedroll only to find my men's throat cut. "Assassins!" Fuck, which fucker caught the sight of a noble!?
I immediately find myself to be the only one alive. Whoever they are, I'm their next target for sure. I run over towards the prison cage, about to reach out and pull a young boy out to hold as hostage but something rejects my action.
"What the fuck is this?" I look towards the ground to find red light. "Symbols? Magic!? ELVES!- You fucking pointy-ears!" I turn and immediately try to pin point the mage. However, no matter how much I search, there is no motion, no sound. No voice casting spells.
Without warning I notice my bracelet snap. It fizzled out of existence. A certain cold dread spreads within me. I nearly died! FUCK. That was a bracelet of life, it had costed me a fortune to purchase. Only for one time, it would prevent death. That tells me that whatever spell was cast, it was a one hit KO.
But no worries. A skill as strong as that can't be repeatedly casted for sure! HEH. I walk forward only to find my face smacking into an invisible glass wall...
The fuck? I trace my hand, and walk. It's a circle? I'm trapped within a circle? Out of no where I saw a glimmer, a blade aimed at my throat.
I managed to block it, at the end of the weapon finally revealed to me is my attacker. This invader bastard!
"[Psychic Phantom!]" He shouted before vaulting. Heh too easy! What an amateur! The blade will definitely strike from above like that.
I raised my blade to block-
kophzi Fun fact, Dhans in the game Rohan Blood feud were actually ignored by most PVE players. The majority of their skillset were designed towards hunting and killing players. They were so bad at monster killing that they were only accepted into grinding parties by purchasing cash shop items that boosted the entire party's EXP% gain. They were so bad, people just wanted them to stand in the middle and go afk instead of ruining the DPS rotation or monster aggro.
Also, even in the game, only the Dhan class could actually gain Lvl exp% by PVP instead of PVE.
I am unexpectedly actually following the lore of the game more than I thought.
Author out!
Another successful day of business. I relax, reclining back into my sofa. Tomorrow, that person's butler will be here. God knows why and what they're doing with so many humans, but hell if I care. The money they pay is so great that the first transaction we had, I couldn't help but laugh my hairy ass off.
This is perhaps the best time to be a bandit after all. I even have the backing of the royals behind me. They believe their disguise to be perfect but I know who they are. I'm not stupid enough to be handling human lives like stock without first checking the client's background. Saw it with my own eyes I did, the carriage entering the Royal palace in Einhoren.
"Aaaa~ What a sweet sweet time to be alive." I'm practically a king, I have a throne of coins, men who are willing to follow me and the royals are turning a blind eye to me. I pluck my chalice of the table, about to take another swig only to find it empty...
"OI. Someone bring me more ale!" I ordered. Loud enough that someone must've heard it. The bootlickers will fight over being able to serve me. KEK.
...
"OI."
...
No response? I dash the chalice towards my side. Exactly towards a brown haired women. My lecherous eyes trace her fine curves as the chalice hits her. She yelps in response.
"Lucky bitch, you get good food good wine yet you won't fuck me. TSK." I stormed out of the tent to find out why it's so fucking quiet.
"Oi, where is everyone!?" No response? I plucked my short sword out of its sheath and readied myself. "Monsters?" Impossible, I approach one of the bodies sleeping within its bedroll only to find my men's throat cut. "Assassins!" Fuck, which fucker caught the sight of a noble!?
I immediately find myself to be the only one alive. Whoever they are, I'm their next target for sure. I run over towards the prison cage, about to reach out and pull a young boy out to hold as hostage but something rejects my action.
"What the fuck is this?" I look towards the ground to find red light. "Symbols? Magic!? ELVES!- You fucking pointy-ears!" I turn and immediately try to pin point the mage. However, no matter how much I search, there is no motion, no sound. No voice casting spells.
Without warning I notice my bracelet snap. It fizzled out of existence. A certain cold dread spreads within me. I nearly died! FUCK. That was a bracelet of life, it had costed me a fortune to purchase. Only for one time, it would prevent death. That tells me that whatever spell was cast, it was a one hit KO.
But no worries. A skill as strong as that can't be repeatedly casted for sure! HEH. I walk forward only to find my face smacking into an invisible glass wall...
The fuck? I trace my hand, and walk. It's a circle? I'm trapped within a circle? Out of no where I saw a glimmer, a blade aimed at my throat.
I managed to block it, at the end of the weapon finally revealed to me is my attacker. This invader bastard!
"[Psychic Phantom!]" He shouted before vaulting. Heh too easy! What an amateur! The blade will definitely strike from above like that.
I raised my blade to block-
kophzi Fun fact, Dhans in the game Rohan Blood feud were actually ignored by most PVE players. The majority of their skillset were designed towards hunting and killing players. They were so bad at monster killing that they were only accepted into grinding parties by purchasing cash shop items that boosted the entire party's EXP% gain. They were so bad, people just wanted them to stand in the middle and go afk instead of ruining the DPS rotation or monster aggro.
Also, even in the game, only the Dhan class could actually gain Lvl exp% by PVP instead of PVE.
I am unexpectedly actually following the lore of the game more than I thought.
Author out!
