Second World Novel

The door fell near the opposite wall. The player who was asking Jack for a password was laying on the floor under the door. Jack only saw his feet. He was not moving. Jack used Inspect and saw the person still had HP.

“Players can faint?” Jack asked amusingly.

Deekof was in the room as well. He watched Jack with wide eyes. He thought he had made sure that he wasn’t followed.

Jack didn’t waste time speaking with Deekoff anymore. His purpose in letting Deekoff go was simply to know if the World Maker had a base within the city. Since he had found it, there was no point sparing the guy. But he also didn’t plan to kill Deekoff, Jack cast Myriad Venomous Vipers.

The green snakes burst from the ground and coiled around Deekoff. Deekoff’s body burst with a puff of smoke, and a log of wood replaced his body.

“Substitution Escape,” Jack muttered. He had seen this skill several times. With both his radar and mana sense, he quickly locate where Deekoff was. Substitution Escape didn’t have a long range.

With his superhuman speed, Jack arrived where Deekoff appeared and gave him a roundhouse kick. Deekoff was swiftly sent back to where the fifteen vipers were waiting.

Deekoff was entangled. His Vanish’s one-hour cooldown was not yet over, the substitution escape just now was his final trick. He was helpless as his body was bound by the vipers.

Jack controlled his snakes to not bite Deekoff to avoid killing him. He then took out a runic rope and bound the guy.𝑵𝑜𝐕𝑬𝓵𝞰𝓮xt.𝗰𝗈𝗆

He sent a message to Arthur Bagrat, informing him about what had happened and the location where the princess could send people to apprehend one of the people responsible for the serial killings.

Jack then went to the poor guy who was still laying unconscious on the floor. He kicked the door away and looked at the person under it. In his previous Inspect, he had learned the guy’s name to be Fat Fox. He now saw the guy’s bulging belly and admitted the guy was quite self-conscious.

Fat Fox was a level 46 druid. He was either a player who had died before or he was not a field person.

Jack bent down and used another runic rope to bind the guy. Jack then slapped him until he regained consciousness.

“Do you have to be so harsh?” Peniel asked.

“The guy is an enemy,” Jack defended himself.

Fat Fox finally woke up after a few slaps. He blinked a few times while staring at Jack blankly, probably trying to remember how he ended up in this current situation.

“Yo, Fat boy. Are you awake now? I want to ask you a few questions. Can you answer or do I need to give you a few more jolts?”

“What jolts?” Fat Fox asked.

“This,” Jack answered and slapped him another time.

“Ouch!” Fat Fox was angry. Who the hell was this orc? But he then noticed Deekoff who was bound. Deekoff was someone he dared not offend. If such an expert ended up in such a situation against this orc, then it was most certainly not wise to raise the orc’s ire.

“What… What do you want to know?” Fat Fox asked.

“Why do you harbor this person? Do you know what he has done?” Jack asked while pointing at Deekoff.

Fat Fox turned to Deekoff, who stared back menacingly.

“Hey!” Jack slapped Fat Fox again. “Don’t look at him. Look at me! Do you know what he did?”

“I… I have no idea… What are you talking about? Did he do something wrong…?” Fat Fox answered.

“Don’t play coy with me, fat boy. Do you want to find out if I can flatten your belly? Saving you from years of diet? Why do you let him into this shop?”

“He… He is a friend,” Fat Fox answered.

“Do you ask all your friends for a password before allowing them entry? Cut the crap, fat boy! I know you are in league with them. What I want to know is do you work alone or if your guild is involved. Do you harbor him out of your guild’s order?”

“I… I don’t know what you are talking about… Just let me go!”

“… Okay. I will consider that you work for yourself. You will be under arrest as an accomplice to the serial killings of the native officers in the city. You will be put in jail for a very long time.”

“What…?! Wait! Wait…! I know nothing about any serial killings. All I do is just provide him and his people with a place to stay.”

“Shut your mouth, fatso,” Deekoff warned.

Jack shot an ice bullet at Deekoff, which coincidentally triggered the Freeze effect. Deekoff was frozen and couldn’t talk.

“So, you are only following orders? From who? Your guild leader?” Jack asked.

“The… The instruction came from my superior in the guild. I never talk directly with our leader…,” Fat Fox answered.

While Jack was interrogating Fat Fox, he noticed a blue dot come into his radar’s range. He was wondering why a player dared to roam the streets during curfew. When this blue dot came nearer, he could see that it was heading toward them.

It could be an enemy. Jack stopped his interrogation and faced the entrance. His sword and magic staff were ready for action.

Arthur Bagrat came in from the broken entrance.

“Oh? How are you so fast?” Jack asked.

“I was in the vicinity,” Arthur answered. He looked around and saw the two bounded players.

“This is one of the players who failed to kill Zoikod,” Jack pointed at Deekoff.

“And this?” Arthur looked at Fat Fox.

“Someone who is working with them. I’m still trying to make sure if his guild is involved or if he is a freelancer,” Jack said.

“Have you found out?”

Jack shook his head. “To make sure, I will have to visit the place owned by his guild which I suspect shelters some World Maker’s members.”