Chapter 647 - Formal Tactic (1/2)

Chapter 647: Formal Tactic

The group arrived in Rhode’s study room at the top floor of the fortress. The pitch-black, solid wooden door was brimming with dignity. Sol swallowed his saliva while the Half-Demons behind him were unusually anxious. No matter what, a person who could dominated Elves, Angel, and Demon must be a terrifying presence. However, Agatha had no intentions of consoling the faraway guests. She stepped forward without turning around and knocked on the door.

“Master, the guests are here.”

“Come in.”

A deep voice sounded inside the room. Agatha opened the door and beckoned to the Half-Demons beside her.

We have no way out now.

Sol sucked in a deep breath. He pressed down the creases on his clothes and lifted his head with all the courage that he had mustered. He entered the room in big strides while his companions followed closely. Then, they witnessed the young man sitting in the center of the elegantly decorated room.

Before they headed to the Land of Atonement, they had done some research regarding this overlord. Apart from the rumors surrounding him, the most that they had heard about was the number of beauties around him and his beautiful facial features—of course, they knew not to mention about this before him.

They discovered that the rumors weren’t even close to describing this young man. Although they were mentally prepared in meeting him and imagined his appearance, their heart skipped a beat as soon as they saw him with their own eyes. If it weren’t for Rhode’s ice-cold expression and the male noble attire, perhaps they would’ve mistook him for a young, gorgeous lady.

“Hi there, everyone.”

Rhode nodded to them. But he remained seated and squinted to scan the Half-Demons in his room. It was apparent that they were being overcautious and flustered. Some of them peeked at the chairs for a seat while some stood nervously on the spot. Although this was their first meeting, Rhode was sure that they were the ones that he remembered clearly in his memories and they had fought with these NPCs shoulder to shoulder in the game. But now, he had become their commander and he felt that fate was an amazing thing. He sized up Sol, the leader of the Half-Demons. In his memories, Sol had always been a calm, steady person and well-liked by the players. Some of the female players who had too much time on their hands had even ranked him as the ‘Top 10 man to marry’. However, Sol appeared seemingly nervous and uncomfortable. He didn’t dare to speak a word, but it made Rhode even more fascinated about him.

“Please have a seat. Don’t stand on ceremony.”

Rhode extended his hand and gestured. The Half-Demons carefully sat down on the chairs, but they fidgeted uncomfortably as though they were worried that they would dirty the luxurious chair and get reprimanded for it. However, Rhode wasn’t mindful about that at all. He nodded as a greeting.

“As the overlord of Grenbell, I welcome all of you here. I know you’ve thought about it deeply before making this decision. I won’t be elaborating too much, and all I have to say is that you won’t regret your choice.”

“Sir Overlord.”

Sol stood up and bowed respectfully.

“It is our honor to receive your invitation… But I have a few questions that I wish for clarifications. I hope you won’t be offended by it.”

“What questions?”

Rhode nodded inwardly even though his expression remain unchanged. Although he appeared rather tense when he entered the room, he calmed himself down just like he was in the game.

“Sir Overlord. Although you’ve mentioned about it in the letter, we still aren’t too sure about our duties as your subordinates. Sir, you are also aware that we’re Half-Demons and it doesn’t seem like you’re simply recruiting us into your private army only. Also… Sir, where did you hear about us, the Demon Hunter Squad? We are sure that we’ve never met before…”

Of course we have never met before. Not in this world, that is.

Rhode displayed an inward smile. He folded his arms and sat back on his chair. He gazed at the man before eventually nodding.

“Good questions, Mr. Sol. The reason why I’ve invited you guys here isn’t because I hope your group will just become my subordinates. Instead, I need your strength as Half-Demons, which is why I’ve chosen your group. I know that you guys have received criticism and unfair treatments for possessing the powers of the Demons. But now, I need your strength for battle because, in the future, we will face a dangerous war and I need formidable people I can trust. You guys fit my requirements and as for how I know your group exists…”

Rhode spread his arms apart and shrugged.

“It’s only a coincidence. I unknowingly heard from the traveling merchants that there’s a group of Half-Demons who specially assisted Humans by Black Fin Coast. I began my investigations on your group thereafter and believed that you guys are trustworthy, which was why I sent out an invitation letter.”

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