Villain MMORPG: Almighty Devil Emperor and His Seven Demonic Wives Chapter 505 Guillotine

Villain Ch 505. Guillotine

Allen couldn't help but chuckle at Shanty's earnest confession. "Really?" he quipped, his tone laced with playful disbelief, though he found her admission rather endearing. Inside, he couldn't help but think, 'What a quirky character.'

Shanty giggled, her deanor reflecting a mix of amusent and genuine earnestness. "I'm not joking. He was so mad at . He said I was a traitor for cheering for you. It took three months for us to make up," she confessed, a hint of chagrin in her voice.

"Three months, huh?" Allen grinned, finding the situation slightly comical. "That's quite the sibling rivalry you had there." His words were punctuated by intermittent chuckles as he navigated the banter.

"I an, if I were your brother, I'd probably be fuming too," he continued in a jesting tone, mirroring her amusent.

Shanty nodded in agreent, a smile playing on her lips. "Yeah, I guess I can understand why he was upset."

"Who's your brother's na?" Allen inquired, his curiosity piqued. The recollection of the tournant stirred a wave of mories, though the early rounds were a blur, shrouded in the adrenaline-fueled intensity of the Battle Royale format. The dynamics of the event had been such that, at that stage, the focus was solely on the combat, a ans to navigate through the chaos and advance to the next stage.

He had concentrated intently during those intense monts, channeling all his energy into the skirmish, driven by the need to triumph and perhaps even suppress the sting of his forr teammates' betrayal. It was a ti when emotions were eclipsed by the rush of combat, making individual opponents seem transient, re hurdles in the quest to progress.

"The mysterious player, Guillotine," Shanty replied with a light, almost playful tone.

"Oh, him," Allen responded with an imdiate recognition upon hearing the na 'Guillotine.' The mory of their encounter during the gaming tournant resurfaced, triggering a mix of thoughts about that mysterious player. While Guillotine's gaming prowess had been well acknowledged within the community, what drew the most attention was his enigmatic persona. Every appearance in the gaming circuit had been characterized by the veiling of his face behind a mask, adding an aura of intrigue to his gaming persona. It beca a talking point among players, shrouded in the curiosity surrounding his real identity.

The community buzzed with speculation and theories about Guillotine's true face, the mystery adding an extra layer of fascination to his gaming feats. But following his defeat two years ago, Guillotine seed to vanish from the gaming scene. Allen, too, found his own abrupt departure from the spotlight after the tournant, so he hadn't dwelled much on the sudden disappearance of his mysterious foe.

"How is he now? Is he still playing gas?" Allen inquired, his curiosity piqued. The silence surrounding Guillotine's activities post-tournant had left an unresolved curiosity lingering within the gaming community. The air of mystique surrounding the once-prolific player had left a void in the gaming narrative, leaving both intrigue and questions in its wake.

"He is still active now. But like you, he doesn't use the na Guillotine anymore. He decided to use a 'more normal' na," Shanty disclosed with a nonchalant shrug, her tone carrying a hint of amusent. "Well, at least for him," she added, a playful glint in her eye, indicating that 'normal' for this particular player was a subjective concept in itself.

"I see…" Allen responded, a faint cringe tugging at the corners of his lips. The idea of soone like Guillotine, known for their distinctive gaming persona, opting for a more conventional na struck him as a bit odd, given the mysterious allure that surrounded the player's original identity.

Shanty continued, her eyes sparkling with enthusiasm as she delved into the intricacies of Guillotine's recent activities. "He also played this ga and was quite active," she ntioned, her gaze alight with interest as she shared the tidbits. Then, her expression shifted into a playful pout. "But he never ntioned that you were here too. Luckily, I stumbled upon a gaming forum and found soone discussing you. They even spilled your in-ga nickna," she declared with fervor, revealing her sleuthing skills with an air of triumph.

Allen offered an awkward grin, not quite sure how to respond to Shanty's comnt.

"Anyway, I don't have a guild yet and am looking for one. Can I join yours?" Shanty asked, her tone carrying a note of enthusiasm and eagerness. Her question about joining the guild hung in the air, casting a hint of anticipation and hopefulness.

"Sorry, you can't. I'm just an ordinary mber here and don't have any authority to invite others to the guild," Allen explained apologetically, a tinge of regret in his voice.

"Then who is your guild master? I'll talk to him," Shanty persisted, determined to explore every avenue to join a guild and engage in the gaming community.

"He wants to keep the guild exclusive, with fewer mbers. His aim is to minimize drama and focus more on dedicated grinding," Allen clarified.

"Aw... what a sha," said Shanty in disappointnt. Shanty's hopeful expression softened into a thoughtful nod. "But I get it. Quality over quantity, right?" Her understanding deanor suggested an appreciation for the guild's approach, even if it ant her search for a guild would continue.

Allen pondered for a mont before deciding to offer Shanty a subtle hint. "Well, sotis I like to walk around and check the market around this ti," he casually ntioned, his words carrying a hint of suggestion. His choice of words conveyed a subtle invitation, leaving an open door for Shanty to possibly intersect his path in the ga's bustling market.

"Here?" she asked, seeking clarification on the location.

"Here or Ront City sotis," he replied, offering her the options.

"Ah, okay!" Shanty responded with a beaming grin, understanding the subtle cue.

"See you around then," Allen said, giving a wave before making his exit.

"See ya!" Shanty chirped cheerfully, bidding farewell to Allen with a tone filled with happiness.