201 Chapter 201 - Putting on a show (1/2)

”Everyone, the Mage of the hour will be here soon,” Brother Assist announced as he swept his gaze over to the crowd before him, whispering to Young Master Han after, ”The ones who should be here are not here, yet many of those who shouldn't be here are here.”

”Are you referring to Carouse and Cloud Herder's people?” Young Master Han asked, chuckling.

Brother Assist nodded his head.

”If someone of Carouse is really planning to come, do you think I'll be able to calmly sit here? I will not even be here if that's the case!” Young Master Han continued to chuckle.

”What happened?” Brother Assist inquired.

”I'm not too sure, but it seems that Miles has already met Brave Surge,” Young Master Han answered.

”The same goes for Cloud Herder, I guess! To think that their flyers actually worked,” Brother Assist was very surprised.

Young Master Han shrugged his shoulders.

Brother Assist looked around once more, saying to Young Master Han, ”I've spotted some familiar-looking faces that are acting furtive, as if they don't wanna call attention to themselves.”

Young Master Han nodded his head, ”I've spotted them as well.” The two men instinctively gazed over to these few people who were trying lie low among the many attendees for their current 'event'.

”Let's stop minding them and just focus on this conference!” Young Master Han said.

Brother Assist nodded his head and signaled War Without Wounds. War Without Wounds stepped away from the dimly lit corner that he had been staying in, causing the voices in bar to die down.

”What is that? Is it a pet?”

”I've never heard that there is a pet system in Parallel World!”

Everyone started to talk again, but the topic of their conversations was now the strange creature before them: War Without Wounds. Truly, his mismatched outfit was just too bizarre a sight. Since this was a VRMMO, physical appearance was a major concern for every player. While it was important for equipment to have decent stats, the equipment's designs should also appeal to the public's aesthetic taste. Right now, War Without Wounds was like a piece of abstract art painting in the eyes of others – unable to be described.

Royal God Call laughed until he was bending over, drawing the attention of a few people. Among these few people was Oathless Sword who promptly called out to him, ”Royal, what are you doing here?” A guild leader might not necessarily know every member of his or her guild, but given Royal God Call's fame in the online gaming community, Oathless Sword had been keeping an eye on him. In fact, Oathless Sword would have invited him to be a core member of Traversing Four Seas had it not been for Royal God Call's young age and the fact that the latter was not playing a Mage, the job class that he was best at.

Royal God Call accidentally exposed himself due to his extreme glee, but he quickly turned the tables on Oathless Sword, ”Eh?! Guild leader you're here, too? Do you also wish to know that Mage? Why didn't you ask me directly?! I know him as well.”

Royal God Call was no longer worried about revealing this to Oathless Sword as the latter had already paid the fee.

Oathless Sword did not really feel much regret at having paid a measly sum of 100 gold coins. Instead, he was happy to learn that he had a guild member that personally knew the Mage, as it would open doors to broaching the subject of recruitment. The many leaders present in this meeting would certainly be able to meet the Mage and some of them might even be able to add him as a friend, but they would be hard pressed to open the topic of recruitment to the Mage.

War Without Wounds was in great distress right now for garnering such a reaction from the players in the bar just by appearing before them. Brother Assist came forward and sympathetically patted his shoulders, ”You'll get extra compensation for this.”

War Without Wounds gritted his teeth and steeled his heart. Ignoring the shame he was feeling, he swaggered like always toward the bar entrance. They had already planned this beforehand; once Gu Fei came through the door, War Without Wounds would grab a hold of his shoulder to prevent him from escaping.

”Ray! Lock the other door!” Brother Assist said to Ray. The bar had two sets of doors, one on the left and one on the right. War Without Wounds was currently guarding the right door.

Ray nodded his head. He could do this as the owner of the establishment, yet his action of locking the left door made many leaders suspicious. Guarding the right door and locking the left door. No matter how one looked at it, this seemed like a trap set to kill them off in one go. The leaders with rich fighting experience, and especially those who tried to hide themselves earlier immediately went on guard. They were even thinking of bolting out before anything could happen.