The 100th Regression of the Max-Level Player
Chapter 97: Round 7 Begins (2)

[There’s no further explanation. That’s it.]

Priscilla disappeared coldly along with the other angels, leaving the people looking disheartened, like abandoned stray dogs, as they gazed at the angels’ retreating backs.

“What are we supposed to do if we don’t even know the quest?”

“Are they just leaving us in the dark?”

“They have no consideration, seriously.”

Murmuring their grievances, they had no other options.

During that gloomy moment, a message appeared before everyone’s eyes.

[Time Remaining Until Round End: 01:59:59]

“Huh? There’s a time limit?”

“What’s going on? Do we just wait?”

“Having a time limit might mean we need to do something during that time, right?”

“Damn it, are we supposed to figure out the quest on our own now?”

While people grumbled, there was no alternative.

Time will continue to flow, and when the time limit ends, nobody knows what will happen.

They had to do something, anything.

“It’s probably a quest to defeat monsters.”

“If we wander around, we might come across something.”

“That area over there looks suspicious; let’s check it out!”

People began to scatter. Some walked wherever their feet took them, while others ventured into the seemingly peculiar forest on the other side. However, about half of them stood still, unsure of what to do.

They didn’t know what to do.

At that moment, a group approached Ryu Min.

It was An Sang-cheol, Seo Arin, Heo Taeseok, and Min Juri, who had formed a party during the previous 6th round.

“Black Scythe, you’re here?” An Sang-cheol greeted.

“Why are you all coming together?” Ryu Min asked.

“Oh, we happened to run into each other nearby.”

“It’s nice to meet again like this. Hehe.”

The four of them had become somewhat familiar with each other.

‘Did they get close because they partied together?’

It wasn’t a bad situation. After all, these four were allies Ryu Min had to nurture. If they got along, it wouldn’t be a bad thing.

“Hey, Black Scythe? It’s about the 7-round quest. Do you have any idea what it could be? Any guesses?”

An Sang-cheol asked Ryu Min.

“Why are you asking me?”

“Oh, if it’s uncomfortable, I’m sorry. It’s just that I thought, with your insight as the Black Scythe, you might have some idea…”

An embarrassed An Sang-cheol was met with a blunt response from Ryu Min.

“The quest is hidden, so what can I do? I’m in the same boat as you guys.”

“Oh, I see.”

An expression of mild disappointment on An Sang-cheol’s face was replaced by a subtle smile.

It was a look that conveyed his relief at finally being able to assist the Black Scythe.

“So, Black Scythe, would you like me to share some information about the 7th round?”

“How do you know about the 7th round?”

“I heard about it from a real-world prophet.”

“A prophet?”

Ryu Min furrowed his brow.

‘Last time, they concealed it. Now, he’s openly talking about the prophet like this.’

Had he been naive to think he could trust them?

With this thought in mind, he stared at An Sang-cheol, stumbling over his words.

“Why, why are you looking at me like that?”

“No, but you mentioned ‘prophet.’ It sounds absurd.”

“It’s true. I have a friend who’s a prophet. I’ve already received their help several times. Isn’t that right, Seo Arin?”

“Yes? Oh, yes.”

‘Seo Arin too?’

One more person who couldn’t be trusted had been added to the mix.

“Hey, what are you two talking about? A prophet?”

Heo Taeseok asked with a puzzled expression, while Min Juri remained silent.

‘Min Juri seems quite surprised internally. She seems to doubt that the prophet she thought only she knew about might be Ryu Min.’

Ryu Min sighed inwardly as he observed their reactions.

The situation had become quite troublesome.

He wanted to silence An Sang-cheol immediately, but he didn’t have a good reason to do so.

“Black Scythe, I’ll tell you about the 7th round information. I’ll tell you without any cost. How about that? Will you listen?”

“….”

After some contemplation, Ryu Min finally nodded.

“Alright. I’m not sure if it’s trustworthy, but I’ll listen for now. We’re in a situation where we have to catch even a straw.”

“Don’t worry. The prophecy has never been wrong.”

With that said, An Sang-cheol conveyed the prophecy he had received.

“…As the prophet said, don’t be tempted. Just remember this when tackling the 7th round.”

“What are you talking about? Temptation?”

Heo Taeseok asked, but An Sang-cheol simply nodded quietly.

“I don’t know the details.”

“Uhm, excuse me, An Sang-cheol?”

Min Juri, with a bewildered expression, approached.

“Is the person you mentioned as a prophet named Ryu Min?”

“….!”

This time, An Sang-cheol was the one taken aback.

Seo Arin was the same.

Heo Taeseok, who didn’t understand the situation, alternately looked at the two of them.

‘Ugh, damn it.’

Ryu Min, who had witnessed the entire situation, sighed inwardly.

The existence and identity of the prophet had been shared by the four of them.

‘Well, it shouldn’t be a problem as long as my identity as the Black Scythe isn’t revealed.’

It was a frustrating situation, but Ryu Min held back.

For now, it might be better to scatter the four of them in different directions.

“If the prophet’s words come true, don’t be tempted. It might not be a bad idea to remember that for now.”

“It might come true. Just remember those words.”

After Ryu Min nodded, he said to the four of them.

“For now, it’s best to split up and gather more detailed information.”

“Split up, you say?”

“As we move around, we might come across new quests or information.”

“But why do we have to do that when we don’t even know if it’s a party quest?”

Ryu Min stared at him coldly upon hearing these words.

An Sang-cheol swallowed his irritation at the cold tone.

There was no way Ryu Min would look favorably upon him for causing trouble.

“Uh, okay. I understand. Let’s handle the 7th round individually then. Black Scythe, good luck! See you next time.”

After bowing their heads, An Sang-cheol and Seo Arin disappeared.

Heo Taeseok also hesitated for a moment and then awkwardly bowed his head. S~ᴇaʀᴄh the NƟvelFɪre.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of nøvels early and in the highest quality.

“Uh, I’ll, uh, go…”

Now, only Min Juri remained by Ryu Min’s side.

“You can go too.”

“Oh, I see. Okay then…”

Although she seemed reluctant to part, Min Juri eventually left.

Alone, Ryu Min heaved a sigh.

‘This situation has become quite troublesome.’

As he pondered for about five minutes, he suddenly heard a sharp scream piercing through the air.

“Aaaargh!”

Somewhere, a sharp scream resounded in his ears.

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