Master of Lust

65  First Kill [1]

Chapter - 65

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Quest: Kill the old man and his minions.

Time Duration: Before he kills you.

Rewards: 1 Shadow-step skill; 1 Master of Disguise skill; Ero Points: 150,000 (For Killing the old man); Cash: $750,000 (For killing the old man); Random rewards for killing the minions.

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Rick read the quest details on his screen and couldn't hide his shock. He exclaimed loudly, "What on earth? Are they seriously asking me to become a killer?" The words slipped out before he could stop them, leaving the girl wide-eyed and bewildered. His back turned cold looking at the quest.

"When did I ask you to kill anyone for me?" She retorted, her tone filled with surprise and frustration, 'He butt his ass on his own, so why is he blaming me?'

Rick's outburst had taken her off guard, and she couldn't fathom why he was putting the blame on her for a quest she had nothing to do with.

"Shsshh... You be a doll and be quiet," Rick hushed the girl and got back to look at the system.

'I can't go through with this. I've never killed anyone,' Rick tried to reason with the system. While bullshitting the old coot, he thought of a fairly simple plan to save the girl.

He was to go stand beside the girl and activate the wooden shield. The shield at first glance looked ordinary so it won't arouse suspicion, but the shield had a feature that could actually come in handy in this situation, 'The Barrier'.

Rick just needed to activate the barrier around him and the girl, and if the barrier was big enough, he might even put it around that drag dead-weight and make their way towards the entrance of the Whispering Wetlands.

The Shield's barrier could hold up for forty-eight hours once activated, and it was plenty enough time for him to carry the wounded man on his back and take the girl out of this deadly mess.

Once they reached there, someone might actually come forward to help them out. Rick believed that. It was a nice and simple plan that was most likely to work.

But now the system bowled him a googly.

[Either you kill them, or they will kill you.]

[You should have known better before you jumped in like a moron to save the girl]

"But it was you who asked me to," Rick felt aggrieved and wrongly blamed.

[Will you do whatever I ask you to? Do you not have the brains to think?]

[Will you do it?] [Master?]

'Enough, I have had enough of you disrespecting me,' Rick finally could not take the disrespect of the system anymore. He finally made up his mind that he was not going to do this quest. No matter the rewards or the consequences.

'I will not...' Rick wanted to refuse the quest but before he could do that, the prompt appeared in front of him again.

[And yes, before you decide to refuse, there is actually a penalty if you were to fail.]

'Penalty?' Rick couldn't help but scoff at the notion of a penalty. He had encountered the system's penalties before, and they had always seemed more like a joke than anything else.

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Penalties if you fail to complete the quest: 1. 50 years will be reduced from your Expected life. 2. For the next 1 month, your thing down there won't rise again.

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"Damn it, What the  FUCK!!" Rick cursed at the top of his voice, screaming in frustration. Everything felt like shit right now.

With the system at his disposal, he had plans to enjoy life, going around, fucking every beautiful women he would come across. He already had a couple lined up back at home, and he just had to nudge them a little.

So how the fuck did he end up on the verge of being a killer? Rick could not help but backtrack his steps. And as he did, Rick could see very clearly that the system actually set him up slowly and steadily.

"Boy, are you finally regretting it? Well, it's too late for that now," the old man sneered, revealing his decrepit, rotting teeth, when he saw Rick act so hysteric,  "You chose to meddle..."

"Shut up... Just fuck the shut up," Rick shouted at the old man, looking up with anger in his eyes. "This is all your damn fault, you disgusting old geezer! Fucking old coot,  All of this is because of you!"

"You actually want to fuck this girl? Lay your hands on this girl? Are you out of your damn mind? Or did your brain crawl into your balls?"

"Don't you see her? Back in those days, men would go to war over a woman like her, if she wanted."

"And look at you! When was the last time they prepared a grave for you? Fucking prick! Can't even stand on your own, yet you think you can chase after women. You should've kicked the bucket ages ago, long before she was even born." Nôv(el)B\\jnn

"You damn bastard, you're practically living on borrowed time. The least you could do is show some gratitude to the rest of us."

"No one in their right mind would let you near their pigs, even if you offered them your kidney. And you think you have a shot with her? You want to fuck her?" Rick asked as he grabbed the girl by her arm and practically pushed her forward towards the old man, "Her?"

"You motherfucker, if you had just disappeared, would I be stuck in this shit now?"

"It's all your fault you pedophile, sick pervert, you cock sucking, son of a bitch. It's all because of you."

As Rick unleashed a torrent of curses at the old man, a heavy tension settled over the clearing like a thick fog. Each word laced with frustration and fury. His emotions were in turmoil, and his words were a raw reflection of his feelings at that moment.

As Rick vented his anger, the old man, his minions, and the girl stood frozen in their spots, each one grappling with a whirlwind of emotions.

The old man's rage was palpable. His face contorted with rage, his eyes bulging, veins pulsing around his temples like snakes ready to strike. He clenched his fists so tight that his nails dug into his palms, causing them to bleed. His teeth ground together audibly as he seethed with anger.

The old man's minions were no less affected. The old man's minions and the girl, on the other hand, were struck dumb with a combination of shock and horror. Rick's words had hit them like a lightning bolt, and they struggled to comprehend the audacity and recklessness of what he had just spewed.

They had always known their master's wrath was a force to be reckoned with, but they had never seen him quite like this. Their eyes darted nervously between their infuriated leader and Rick. The air was thick with tension, and they didn't dare make a move without the old man's command.

But it was the girl who was perhaps the most horrified by Rick's outburst. She had witnessed the old man's cruelty firsthand and knew just how dangerous he could be. In the past, she had seen him inflict terrible punishments on those who crossed her grandfather. The old man, a formidable figure not to be underestimated, found Rick's boldness utterly infuriating. He directed his rage toward his henchmen, his face contorted in anger, and his voice carried a deafening roar that reverberated through the woods.

"What are you all waiting for?" The old man's voice boomed, "Are you waiting for me to drop dead from sheer anger? Get moving, you spineless worms!" He bellowed, his tone seething with intense anger.

The old man's rage had his subordinates cowering in submission, their heads lowered in fear. They knew better than to challenge the old man's authority, but Rick's audacious defiance had shaken their resolve.

With a malicious fire burning in his eyes, the old man issued his orders with a venomous tone, "Leave the woman for now. Focus on the boy. I want the pleasure of dealing with him myself."

Among the old man's henchmen, one stood out as a prominent figure, likely their leader. He was burly and imposing, with a wicked glint in his eyes, and he stepped forward, ready to carry out the old man's command.

"Gruff," the leader of the henchmen barked, summoning one of his subordinates.

Gruff, a massive and menacing figure, stepped forward from the rear of the group. He cracked his knuckles with an ominous grin, his eyes devoid of any compassion. He appeared all too eager to carry out his boss's orders.

The leader leaned in close to Gruff, his voice lowered to a hushed tone, "Beat the shit out of that boy, but remember what the old man said – leave him breathing. We don't want him to meet a quick death."

Gruff nodded eagerly, his sinister grin widening. He took pleasure in the idea of causing pain to Rick.

Gruff advanced, flexing his knuckles once more as he closed the distance between himself and Rick. Rick's rage remained evident, his lips moving with a stream of muttered curses.

Rick's anger was intense, a storm raging within him. He had taken a daring and heedless stance against the old man, fully aware of the grim repercussions. But in that moment, he couldn't care less.

"You fancy yourself some kind of big shot, old man?" Rick sneered, his voice low and filled with contempt, "You're nothing but a pathetic excuse for a human being."

"We will see about that, boy," the old man retorted, his voice dripping with menace, "And I promise, I will show you hell before you die."  * * * * *

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