Chapter 67

Chapter 6: In the Name of Glory (3)

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Some say that since the old world has turned to ashes and only sand remains, this is an age of flames.

Some say that with all the pretenses of the past burned away and raw instinct guiding life, this is truly an age of purity.

And the majority of the community members say that in an age where people can no longer trust each other, where they can't even meet, and where one is left alone to sit dejectedly in front of a small shelter terminal, the only choice when the blood boils on a moonlit night is between the right and left hand, an age filled with the spirits of the community. An age of beasts.

To such people, the affectionate acts of the professor and Anaya were a tremendous shock, and the chat room in Sector 47 was engulfed in an unprecedented inferno.

But just as there are waves in a tsunami, this great inferno was spreading in various directions...

- GanjangGayba: Deceiver! Deceiver! Deceiveraaaaa!!!

- Paranoia: I, I'll kill you! How dare you walk the path of true love right in front of us with our eyes wide open! I'll kill you! I'll find you by any means and castrate you for sureeeeee!!!

- NoruDrug: I'm lonely. Ah, I feel like I'm going to die of loneliness.... If I commit suicide, I'll write 'Professor' in blood and die....

- NamBakManIl: Professor, don't do the tap dance on top of the line.

- NutriaJina: You're making me run to the terminal! I was watching the broadcast on a shared router while working and came running to the terminal to curse you, you bastard!

- DORitas: #@&@#&)(*(((*#&^&*!!!

- xhxmsjavos: #(*(^&^Yas%[email protected]%*&*!!!!

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The solitary crowd who, upon seeing the professor and Anaya's sweet affectionate acts, spontaneously combusted into ashes.

- Kilper: OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!! Anaya! Anaya! Anaya!!!!!

- ManBakManIl: Hoo, hoo! Two lovers at the end of the world! An age that separates them, and two people who kiss, promising to meet again in the distant future! 10 points... 10 points!

- Holy: It's so beautiful..... Such a love story. My tears won't stop even now.....

- SuspiciouslyRich: Our 19+ play cooperative actively supports Professor's orthodox play. We believe that one day, when the time comes, Professor will reward our faith by quietly lowering the [Adult Play Filter]. We earnestly believe and pray for it.

- NoruDrug: Thank you, Professor. I've uploaded the video. This is it for today, or for a while.

- uiyt5443: (*@#*&()!(^&^#^%&@!!!

- KeitLome: [email protected]@@^&&^^(_+_)@%!&@!!!

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The crowd that just smiled foolishly and said it was good.

- SpeedWagon: A desert.... Is there anyone who knows something about this?

- Mukaba: There's no way someone who doesn't know would know.

- GunpowderAndBlood: A friendship with a dignitary from a geographically distant country. It must certainly be helpful diplomatically.

- Jokass: There's no information on the hero unit Anaya. This is also the first time. In fact, compared to the 1st and 2nd worlds, there are more parts that were not revealed in the 3rd world. No one has properly explored the desert side.

- SpeedWagon: Unlike the Rebit Princess in the 1st and 2nd worlds, Chanyeol cleared the 3rd world with reckless control, just pushing through. He didn't even think about inheriting special bonuses and just charged in and cleared it. As a result, almost nothing carried over to the 4th world, which is why the top players are struggling now.

- Jokass: The sudden gathering of people in the professor's broadcast might be related to that. It's absurd, but if you steadily gather hero units and clear a wide range, you'll end up with a much better clear seed than Chanyeol's.

Finally, the old-timers who, having mastered everything except the game GG, discussed how the current situation would affect the game.

“Eh... eh... eh...”

- GanjangGayba: Look, look, there she goes pretending to be a cherry. It doesn't work anymore!

- NoruDrug: It's all a technique. Pretending to know nothing, acting innocent to stimulate maternal instincts and attract women's attention. Indeed, the master of BDSM! His skills are exceptional!

- GunpowderAndBlood: When the BDSM caravan comes... hide the women and children... note...

Thus, amidst the numerous viewers' complaints and cheers, the professor was merely recalling the hot breath and the last tender gaze of Anaya, just before she disappeared.

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Creak - Thud!

Murmur...

Whisper...

The professor, who had been dazed, came to his senses when the inn's first floor began to fill with people, making the surroundings noisy.

'I need to move.'

Among the surrounding noises, a few sharp gazes prodded his senses. The inn where Anaya had brought him was an old one in a back alley on the outskirts of the city. It was suitable for avoiding the guards' eyes, making it a place frequented by many criminals, but also a place often visited by bounty hunters.

'The bounty on the fugitive professor is about 15,000. Since it was rumored that he was not a particularly dangerous figure, based on the magician's testimony in the guard prison, it would attract penniless bounty hunters or back-alley thugs. If I stay here, trouble will arise.'

Of course, now he could handle such insignificant trouble with one punch, but with the city on high alert due to the magic tower incident, there was no need to cause a commotion. Especially since he was a wanted man by the church, and they were actually looking for him as the main culprit.

The professor quickly got up and headed outside. A few people who followed him stood up, but as he walked out onto the main road, they seemed to drop their suspicions.

While walking down the main street of the city, still damp from the flood, the professor thought to himself.

"Come to think of it, Anaya was certain that the Light Church wasn't looking for the red mute. So, she knew everything from the beginning? Why did she pretend not to know?"

[It means she really wanted to go to Taklan with you.]

"Ugh..."

The professor was at a loss for words at Hyde's pleased voice in his head. Lacking experience with women, he didn't know how to react to this kind of affection. In any case, if the Light Church wasn't looking for him because of the magic tower incident, it would be best to go and see what was going on. As a fugitive, he was treated as a minor criminal, so he could settle things by doing some odd jobs or making a donation. If he received a penance ticket and returned to his ordinary mercenary status, he could now play the game as he wished. He could gain fame and money by capturing a black mage, meet useful companions, and do the kind of play necessary for a clear, though ordinary.

Creak - Thud!

"Hey! Pull the rope!"

"Hey, ho!"

Rumble—

The city, on the way to the temple, showed clear signs of being swept by a flooded river. Collapsed stalls, large piles of debris and rubble in every alley. People were working hard to clear the debris and restore the streets, and the professor felt a bit guilty. After all, the city had ended up like this because he had caused a commotion at the magic tower to make money.

"Once more! Pull!"

"Hey, ho!"

Thud.

The men holding the rope exerted all their strength, but the wooden pole stuck between the buildings didn't budge.

"Damn! We need more people! It's stuck in the gap between the buildings, entangled with something at the end!"

"Hmm, let me help you for a moment?"

The professor, who had been passing by and thought he might as well help to ease his conscience, approached. The people, initially taken aback by the unfamiliar voice, soon brightened up when they saw his large build and muscular arms.

"Ah! You look strong! We're grateful! We need to pull out that pole to clear the other entangled things, but no matter how hard we try, it won't budge!"

"The flood has caused you a lot of trouble."

"Well, it's a common occurrence in this city."

As the man handed the rope to the professor, he leaned in close and lowered his voice as if sharing a secret.

"You might not know, but the mages in this city have terrible tempers. Every time they raise the 'water usage tax,' they flood the river to quell the citizens' resistance! It's a kind of threat, like 'if you don't behave, we'll flood the city!'"

"Shh! Gilliam, for goodness' sake, be careful with your words! If a mage's lackey hears you talking like that...."

The stout man, Gilliam, flinched at the skinny man's words but soon regained his confident expression and raised his voice even higher