"Guild master, did you just say "she"?" The sa guy asked, thinking he heard wrong.
"Yes. And she is known as Queen-Of-Death."
As soon as these words were spoken, all the mbers felt a chill down their spine.
"Queen-Of-Death? Who is that?"
The only player who was clueless about this female player asked.
"Haven't you checked the Leader board Ranking?"
"I don't even rember when last I checked my profile."
"Na: Queen-Of-Death. Played 250 gas, won 250. Winning rates: 100%. Currently holding Top 10 on the leader ranking board, A LV50 player. Gold dal 3-stars holder." The vice guild master read out Jennifer's ga profile to everyone present.
They all gasped in shock and Awe.
"Played 250 gas and won all? Is that even possible?"
"We shouldn't anger such a player."
"Yes. Guild master, it'll be best if we give them the ranking position. It's much better than offending such a player" the vice guild master whispered.
"What are you saying?" The guild master asked in a displease tone.
The vice was silent for a mont, then said out loud. "Think for a second boss, A top 20 player on the leader ranking board could wipe us out alone, not to ntion the one holding top 10."
The guild master shook his head. "It's true Queen-Of-Death is extrely dangerous, but we aren't the one who'll be facing her wrath. The Shadow guild will be... If you think you aren't up for this, you can leave the guild..." He moved his gaze on everyone in the hall.
"...Rember, you won't be able to return if you leave."
The mbers were stunned hearing the guild master's decision. They moved their gazes around with uncertainty.
'Is he serious?'
"Sorry guys, but I'm not ready to die. This gold dal player had fought with the invincible joker and survived; What the hell can we do?"
With no hesitation, the sa player. The one who spoke first from the start. Raised his AI bracelet. "AI. Remove from the skull guild."
The guild master didn't say anything, or tried to stop him.
Beep!!
He looked at his bracelet.
"Goodbye"
The guy walked away after saying that. Everyone's gazes were fixed on his departing figure, still he exited the hall.
"Who is next?"
They all turned to the guild master. Five females among them raised their bracelets.
Beep!!
Beep!!
Beep!!
From a total of 20 mbers, 10 left the guild. It just proves how dangerous a Gold dal holder was. Even though they have been told that the Shadow guild will be the one to take the bla.
No one want to gamble with their life, for just so hours of life tis.
"Guild master?" The vice called in a low voice.
"Let them go, they have no idea we won't be the one offending her. The plan is simple; we'll instigate the Shadow guild to use their highest attacks on us."
"Wait. What?"
"....?!"
"Be calm, I'll be the target. With Queen-Of-Death's bloodthirsty nature, the Shadow guild won't be spared."
The remaining 8 mbers remained silent. Then...
"You are smart boss!!"
"Yeah, we are with you!!"
"We won't get to do anything, the Gold player will do everything for us!!"
The mbers were happy. The ones present were all thugs and rogue, They are only after life tis; None of then cared if the guild win or lose, they can always escape.
Right?
"Thank you. Get ready, we move--"
Beep!!!
The guild master checked his bracelet, then looked up at his mbers. "The Shadow guild have arrived at the location, co on! Let show those fools we can't be underestimated!!" He yelled.
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[BUILDING LOBBY]
Joker's son, who goes by the na Tyson sat calmly in the lobby with Mrs Jones sitting before him.
"So you are here to see Michael?"
"Yes."
"And you don't want to go upstairs and ask his sister where he is? Because you are scared"
Tyson frowned.
"When did I say I'm scared?" He asked coldly.
Mrs Jones took a sip of her juice.
"Calm down boy. If you aren't scared, then why have you been sitting here for a whole 3 minutes?"
"OK then, I'll get going." He stood up, then paused. Tyson calmly observed Mrs Jones. 'I'm not ready to face Queen-Of-Death, that demoness is inhuman.' He sat back down.
"Aren't you going upstairs?" Mrs Jones asked with a chuckled.
"I will, I just want to stay here for a mont."
"Mm hmm."
[Two minutes later.]
Tyson was anxious, sweating bucket. His mind was moving in overdrive thinking of ways to speak to Mira or Michael without coming in contact with Jennifer.
"Why are so sweaty?" Mrs Jones asked in mild confusion.
Tyson looked at her. "Allergies." He lied.
Mrs Jones was silent for a mont, then burst into a fit of laughter. "You are funny kid. Whatever is wrong with you, it's not allergies."
Tap. Tap. Tap.
Mrs Jones tilted her head to the side, seeing Jennifer, Mira, and the two brothers walking towards them.
"Hey kid, that is Mira. You can ask her about Michael."
Tyson turned around, when he saw Jennifer his eyes widened in shock. He quickly looked back, picked up a newspaper on the small table and hid his face behind it.
Mrs Jones was confused seeing his weird behavior. She shook her head and asked. "Are you two going sowhere?"
"Yes Mrs Jones, my bestie is going to buy ice cream." Mira answered her.
Tyson: 'bestie?'
He slowly lowered the newspaper. When he saw Mira, his eyes widened in shock.
'My God! This is Supre's little sister. Wait a second, if she is calling Jennifer her bestie; it only ans... Queen-Of-Death and Supre knows each other! A Demon and Demoness, what a terrifying combination.' He thought raising the newspaper to hid his face again.
Jennifer slowly observed the red hair guy sitting in front of Mrs Jones. A dangerous glint flashed in her eyes. 'Why red hair?' She hissed inwardly.
"Who is this Mrs Jones?" She asked with a fake smile.
"Oh, this is--"
Tyson: "--John!"
Tyson quickly opened his mouth before Mrs Jones could reveal his na. Not knowing Mira once had an encounter with soone who called himself John. And it wasn't pleasant.
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