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Chapter 9 - Episode: 3 [The Reunion]

"Will we strike from here?" Maya asked, stooping and gazing at the hum-slimes down from the roof. 

There were many, too many in total. Their numbers had skyrocketed within just a single night. With our small number, there was no possible way of defeating them. 

On top of that, there were other humans in the city. But then again, most of them are craven. Not willing to fight for their own survival. They only hoped and waited for someone else to come and help them out.

Once the game starts, the safe zone will disappear, and we will have to fight them. A clash was inevitable. 

I had my blade; Maya had a blade as well, but it was made from the black water that had been crystallized. I was kind of envious of her ability, though. Man, if I had that power, I would have done so many things. 

It wasn't only Maya; Joki Joseph had a brush in his hand. He could create 3-dimensional creatures. I was impressed. How decent these arts were as to how I had fancied them. 

Then we had one of the Jin, Jaran. Not only could he fly, but he was also able to shoot lasers between his metallic horns. There were small grooves in his horns where red light was glowing out. He had metallic arms, much stouter than others had. 

He was still a rookie-level Jin. 

The Jin's level is determined by their sheer mentality. The stronger the mentality, the more powerful an awakening it would be for him/her. 

However, they had certain disadvantages compared to other normal humans. 

Humans who become vessels gain abilities from their guardians. Like if a watcher has power related to thunder, their vessel will receive similar powers. And they can develop their powers and make them stronger through practice and experience. 

Jin, from rookie-level to medium-level, can't have such powers. The best they can do is to rely on points that they will receive from the guardian and the system. Higher-level jins were a different case.

Both parties, whether human or Jin, could increase their strength, speed, agility, and perception with points. 

Some humans, like Maya Blake, Canny, and Amani, are exceptions. 

Leaving that aside, there were only ten minutes left.

[You're doing well so far.] A voice echoed in the surroundings.

Those who heard the voice had tense expressions on their faces. It wasn't Hell-Fair's voice, but it did belong to a malevolent being. 

A small body with a big head appeared in the air. A malicious grin on his face, his eyes burning with bloodlust. 

Zaradus gave each of us a careful look before it stopped on me. That smile faded, and his face became solemn. 

[Enough your last game, humans!] 

The jarring, creepy voice of his hit my heart, and I felt a chill running down my spine. It would be a tough game. No, too tough. If anything went slightly wrong, it would be the end for us. 

Calm down, Author; you must stay focused and be more optimistic. 

"Hey! Wouldn't this kid be burdensome?" Canny jabbed at Amani with his annoyed face. He was completely unfazed by the Crospeya presence. 

"I mean, she doesn't have a weapon, nor does she have the ability to defend herself." 

"Burdensome?" I looked at him, questioning through my eyes. "No human I have found here burdensome here. But I do find you irritating." 

Maya chuckled. That was kind of unexpected in such an intense situation. No, we were being absurdly non-serious! Well, be that as it may, the boy needed to be taught a lesson. Maybe he will when he knows what Amani truly can do. 

We had people on the other roofs of the buildings, some flying high enough not to be within hum-slimes attack range. 

Only three minutes were left. Seeing how many they were, I smiled nervously. They were never my target; my target was already with me. The boss monster. 

Amberok Davengi. 

If he's the monster, why haven't I killed him? I can tell that is what you're thinking. It's because if I had killed him, someone else would have become a boss monster. 

 Before the start of the second game. There are two things about the boss monster you must keep in mind. 

The boss monster outside the second game is vulnerable; he's basically a normal human with only the consciousness of a boss monster. Plus, if one host is killed, then another person becomes their host. 

It's unknown who it would be, and for that reason, I kept him to myself. As soon as the game starts, I will kill him. 

I looked at Maya and signaled her with my eyes. 

She still didn't know who the real boss monster was. I didn't directly speak to them and handed them a small piece of paper. 

The boss monster is among us, maybe with me. Don't approach until I say.

The Watchers were watching us, and telling directly was too suspicious. What's funny is whatever I have written on paper. They couldn't read it because it was in a language they couldn't comprehend. 

 Hearing is a different matter; with the system's ability, you can hear any language you don't know. But for reading, you have to buy the exclusive bundle, which none of them want. 

It was a lucky thing I added in the story; I didn't know it would be this useful. 

But I had to not arouse much suspicion around me. I knew Joseph and Maya wanted more questions, but I would once the second game ended.

[You're ignoring me!] Well, we were. 

I just played along with Canny, but Maya's chuckle was indeed an unexpected case. 

[You're some cranky people! I will sincerely hope that you will make this game amusing for us.] Behind that look, there was anger. 

With that, Zaradus disappeared, and the system panel with the timer popped in the air. 

As the time reached zero. [The 2nd game has started.]

I shouted at Maya, "Now!" 

The water blade and the Sword of Loyalty cut the air and moved towards Amberok, piercing his chest. Everyone had a dumbfounded look on their faces and didn't know what just happened. 

Amberok looked at us, bewildered. He gritted his teeth, which strangely turned into a smile. Why a smile... He was dying and the game would enter in a second, so why was he smiling? 

As he lay on the ground dead. I was frozen in my place; an uneasy feeling crawled into my mind. 

I looked around me, but there was no message. Did I do something wrong? The game should have ended.

[Didn't I say, make it amusing?] Zaradus manifested in the air, looking at me with his dismayed expression.

[You foolish humans can't even do one thing right. Your hasty actions remain the mood.] He looked at the sky and spoke, [Say, watchers, do you think the game was unfair?] His smile was back.

[Watchers who are watching the second game agree with you.] 

One of the men, who strangely enough grasped the situation after reading the information of the second game, shouted.

"We have killed the boss monster; shouldn't the game end now?!" 

Another followed behind.

"End it." 

"It's unjust. We want justice." 

"No more; we won fair and square." 

The problem was they were afraid. They are afraid of being killed, just as I have told them. If the game is restarted, then they know they will die. 

No one wanted to die, no matter how harsh life was. They wanted to survive and find a way to do that. They wanted to cling to a life that was short and sometimes miserable. 

However... they were shut down with a loud roar.

[Quiet, you're the products, not the audience.] Zaradus' piercing roar shook them, including me. 

[Now the votes start.]

[Give the game another chance/not give it another chance.] 

It was obvious what the watchers will vote for.

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