The 100th Regression of the Max-Level Player -
Chapter 125: The Prophet's Request (2)
“I wanted to ask Mr. Ma to clean up more trash.”
“What do you mean? Could it be……?”
“Yes. Exactly the kind of trash you’re thinking of. There’s this place I know that is overflowing with trash. I desperately need Mr. Ma’s help.”
Ryu Min was referring to Ma Kyung-rok as the cleaner.
No one else was more suitable for cleaning that darkness from this world.
“Have you heard of Player Have?”
“Yes. Isn’t it a cafe that only players can join?”
“You know it. But you haven’t thought about joining?”
“I’m not interested in online gatherings. Even if I joined, I wouldn’t have time to meet offline. But why suddenly bring up the cafe……?”
“Actually, if you look closely, this cafe is crawling with murderers.”
“Excuse me?”
Ryu Min grinned and went on to explain in detail.
About the café’s murder interviews and how they ensnare players, among other things.
Information that could not be known without joining firsthand.
“Such…… a cafe plagued with vermin.”
Disgust appeared on Ma Kyung-rok’s face.
He looked as if he wanted to kill those filthy beings right then and there.
“But how did you come to know all this, Prophet? You didn’t join, did you……?”
Ma Kyung-rok was not only skeptical about Ryu Min joining them but also suspected beyond that.
Certainly, it was information that usually only high-ranking members could know.
“Do not worry. I have never joined. I happened to see the future of a high-ranking player there and learned about it.”
“Ah. If that’s the case……”
Suspicion faded from Ma Kyung-rok’s eyes.
“To summarize your words, Prophet, all players who joined the Player Haven cafe passed the murder interview and should all be considered trash that needs to be cleaned. And you’re asking me to take care of them now.”
“That’s correct. Although the murder interview has been completely abolished with the change of the executive team, all existing members have been involved in or abetted murder. Considering both the present and the future, it’s a group that cannot be ignored.”
“Do you have a reason for not reporting them and instead entrusting this to me?”
“Even if reported, it would realistically be impossible to prosecute. Most of the evidence has been destroyed, and since they are players, it’s not easy to confine them through force.”
“That’s true.”
“That’s why I need Mr. Ma’s help. There’s nothing better than killing people to accumulate dark magic for the Dark Knight class, right?”
Ma Kyung-rok’s eyes widened in surprise.
“……You’re well aware of my job too.”
“Of course. Seeing prophecies allows me to learn various information.”
Ma Kyung-rok nodded and asked again for confirmation.
“Specifically, what do you want me to do?”
“Kill all the trash of Player Haven. If we lure them to a quiet place, Mr. Ma can go there, relieve some stress, and gain dark magic. It won’t be possible to kill them in a day. It will take months given the number of people.”
“How do you plan to lure them?”
“If we scare them with wanted posters featuring their faces and offer to help them escape abroad, that should do it. I’ve made one of their officers on our side, so there won’t be a problem with manpower.”
“Hmm.”
Ma Kyung-rok was inwardly surprised by Ryu Min’s proposal, though he didn’t show it.
‘There’s a concrete plan already?’
He had somewhat thought it might be a joke.
He was prepared to laugh it off with an ‘Ahaha’ if the prophet suddenly said it was a surprise.
‘Now I understand. The prophet is 100% serious.’
If it’s serious, the story changes.
‘This is an opportunity. A chance to easily supply dark magic.’
The Dark Knight job demands a lot of dark magic.
Like a foreign car that’s great but expensive to fuel.
It’s overwhelmingly powerful compared to other ordinary jobs, but the cost is indeed burdensome.
‘So, the Prophet is offering to reduce that burden?’
All he had to do was add his spoon to a well-prepared meal.
An offer too tempting to refuse.
There was no reason to refuse.
Yet, Ma Kyung-rok hesitated for a bit.
There was something holding him back from readily accepting.
It was the burden of responsibility.
Not the private murders he had conducted so far, but a joint operation with the prophet.
Sharing the secret of murder added a different level of burden.
Ryu Min was not unaware of this fact.
‘A motive is needed.’
No need for a grand motive.
Just a little push, and he’ll move on his own.
Ryu Min took out an item from his inventory.
“Take this.”
“Huh? This is……”
Receiving something unexpectedly, Ma Kyung-rok was puzzled.
“A potion of dark magic. I thought you might need it.”
“Ah.”
Only then did Ma Kyung-rok, who saw the item’s options, get surprised.
It was indeed a potion meant for him.
“You can consider it a bribe if you want. I’m not asking you to help me for free, so don’t feel too pressured.”
“Ah……”
Feeling like he received an unexpected gift.
The burden Ma Kyung-rok felt vanished at that moment.
“You’ve prepared a meal and even given me such a gift……”
“It may be a meal, but it’s not an easy task.”
“I’ll use it well. Prophet. Leave the trash cleaning to me.”
Ma Kyung-rok and Ryu Min both smiled contentedly.
* * *
“Guhhhhh…”
The player, gasping for breath as if dying, was tapped on the face by Ma Kyung-rok.
“Is this all of it?”
“Guuuh.”
“Answer me. Don’t you have anything else?”
“No, I’ve emptied everything in my inventory……”
Ma Kyung-rok looked at the items laid out before him and asked again.
“Are you sure?”
“Ye, yes. Please……”
The player trembled violently.
“Please get rid of this monster…… Sob!”
Dark aura, like leeches, clung to the man’s lower body, slowly devouring his life force.
The pain was unbearable, but the fear of being eaten alive by a beast was greater.
“Okay. A promise is a promise.”
Ma Kyung-rok gathered the dark energy.
And then lifted his blade.
“I’ll kill you gently, as promised.”
“Th, thank you……”
Before the player could finish speaking, his head fell to the ground.
Ma Kyung-rok sheathed his sword back into the inventory.
‘They were going to die anyway. Taking their items won’t be a problem.’
A satisfied smile appeared on Ma Kyung-rok’s lips.
He had collected more items than expected.
Most of them were to be given to the prophet.
‘If you’re Korean, you should have the decency to return.’
Ma Kyung-rok grinned and used the trace-erasing skill.
Five corpses disappeared as if everything was a dream.
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