MMORPG: Rebirth of the Mortal Online

Chapter 289: The Gathering of the Strong



"The First Sister?" Kevin said out loud. "What kind of name is that?"

"A name of my new born self." The First Sister interlocked her fingers and smiled beautifully. "My old self has a weak person's name. I no longer am weak."

'She is pretty.' Skye thought with a smile and raised her hand. "You're the First Sister. Does that mean there are more sisters?"

"Of course." She said with a smile. "I've got nine sisters and ten brothers."

"Who you with?" Nathaniel asked with a frown.

"Children of Fair." The First Sister turned to look at his rude expression and continued. "Led by the great Alistair Fairchild."

"You don't look that strong." Nathaniel stepped forward. "Are all mercenaries of this world bunch of weaklings?"

The First Sister tilted her head adorably and smiled. "Such a foul mouth. I don't like that." "Nathaniel." Geoffrey said coldly. "Mind your manners. Show some respect!"

They'd been trying to force Nathaniel to respect the hierarchy back in the tutorial because they knew if he didn't, he wouldn't survive in the New World.

They knew about his immense talent, but they also knew that talent alone wouldn't be enough to make it in this harsh environment.

However, no matter what they did, Nathaniel never listened to them as if he were deaf. "Haha, it is fine." The First Sister reached her hand to him. "Can we shake hands?"

Nathaniel looked at the ordinary, soft-looking hand. It had five fingers, small and delicate. There didn't seem to be anything strange about the hand, so he agreed and reached out to shake it.

As he grasped her hand, he noticed that her squeeze was very gentle and even weak.

'There's no strength in her squeeze.' Nathaniel thought with a scoff. 'She is weak.'

With strength flowing through his veins, he squeezed her hand so hard that he could feel her bones creaking beneath his grip.

He didn't hold back and used all of his strength.

Yet the First Sister didn't lower her smile and kept looking at him.

'If I squeeze any harder, her hand will definitely break.' Nathaniel thought while his veins started to bulge with effort.

Kyaa-

At that moment, some screams echoed.

"Calm down; I ain't breaking her hand." Nathaniel said to others.

"N-no, Nathaniel, look at your arm!" Skye screamed.

The others were also bleached like they had seen a ghost.

"?!" Nigel's eyes were almost open.

Nathaniel turned his gaze to his arm, and a panicky gaze flashed past his eyes. His right arm, which he was using to squeeze the First Sister's hand, had no flesh on it!

It looked like the flesh had peeled off, showing his bones and sinew.

"?!" Nathaniel wanted to pull his hand out of the First Sister's grip but couldn't!

"What's wrong?" The First Sister asked as she squeezed on his hand. "We've only touched hands so far. We haven't shaken hands yet."

'What the hell is this?!' Nathaniel thought, feeling a sense of dread creeping over him.

At that moment, she lifted their hands and then shook them slowly. When she finished the shake, Nathaniel's arm suddenly got ripped off his shoulder.

The blood spewed from his shoulder and colored the nearby walls red.

"Ahhh!" Skye screamed.

The other recruits also panicked.

"Argh!" Nathaniel collapsed on his knees, clutching his bleeding shoulder in agony. "What the fuck did you do?!"

"I shook hands." The First Sister winked her eye and looked at the other recruits with an innocent smile. "Now, who is interested in joining our guild?"

The recruits looked pale-faced, and not a single one spoke a word. There was no way that they would like to join her guild, as she clearly had some issues!

"Y'know, I don't like to get rejected." The First Sister's smile disappeared. "Don't reject me."

Gulp-

A few recruits stepped forward and nervously approached her.

"Good-" The First Sister clapped her hands excitedly. "You'll all make wonderful additions to the guild."

Thump!

At that moment, the front door opened, and every gaze turned to see who it was this time around.

A black hat-wearing man stepped through, shaking off the raindrops from his shoulders. On his back, he had a banjo that was also drenched in rain.

"Oh man..." Lionel scratched the back of his head. "Aria, she really wants to have all the recruits for herself."

"Ah, it looks like I am not too late~" Oldman removed his hat and bowed.

'What the hell is going on?!' Geoffrey screamed inwardly. 'Now it is fucking Oldman, a monster of Darkstar faction!'

"Huff, huff..." Nathaniel stood back up with a pale face. 'What's this feeling? Why do I feel like that old guy is more dangerous than this bitch?'

The First Sister's eyebrow twitched, and she turned to look at him. "Did you say something?"

"M-me? N-no..." Nathaniel backed off in fear. 'She can hear my thoughts or what? Fucking witch!'

Her eyebrow twitched, and she put her hands on her hips. "My senses are tingling. Are you speaking badly about me?"

"N-no, I wouldn't dare!" Nathaniel gulped.

"Come on, the First Sister, you're scaring the new recruits." Oldman chuckled.

"I am not!" The First Sister looked at her new recruit, who looked pale, and asked. "Am I

scary?"

"N-no, miss!" His voice quivered as he spoke.

"See~"The First Sister smiled. "We're all friends here~"

"Hmm?" Oldman turned to look at the ceiling. "Who is hiding there?"

On top of the chandelier, a thin, long-legged man was sitting, grinning mischievously, with a twinkle in his eye.

When the recruits saw him, they all jumped in shock. They wondered since when he'd been

here!

Lionel scratched his neck. "I thought I sensed someone here when I first came. It looks like I was not the first."

"Oh, I knew he was there, but I didn't want to embarrass him-" The First Sister giggled. "I thought he was going to make some cool entrance, but he just kept sitting there."

"You're that Akuji boy, are you not?" Oldman asked.

"Your factions sure sent scary people, aye." Akuji smiled hideously. "I feel outclassed-"

"Mou." The First Sister pouted. "I would have loved to meet Nishimura. Is he busy by any

chance?"

Akuji's eyebrow twitched. "Yes, he is busy."

'Akuji Dark, another lunatic.' Geoffrey sighed. 'Nishimura that, Nishimura this, I am also strong!' Akuji clicked his tongue.

'However, it does look like I will be in trouble here. Every faction sent one of their strongest

members.

'It looks like this is not just any ordinary recruitment mission anymore. There's only a handful

of actually good recruits, and that doesn't require so many powerhouses to come to recruit

them.

'There's something else going on.'

Swoosh!

The wind blew the door open, and the floor started freezing into ice.

Through the door, a hunched-back man entered the room. He had to hunch down because otherwise his head would've hit the top of the door frame.

He was as tall as a tree with hair that looked like it was made of ice and eyes that shimmered

like diamonds.

As soon as he made through the door, he straightened his back, and his head was touching the

ceiling.

"So tall!" The recruits exclaimed.

'This guy looks strong.' Nigel thought with a serious look.

"Huff..." Nathaniel checked his health and saw that it was below hundred already.

If he didn't heal soon, he would die of blood loss.

However, the air suddenly turned freezing, and the wound on his shoulder started to feel

numb.

In that moment, a layer of ice appeared over his skin, sealing his bleeding wound.

"?!" Nathaniel looked shocked. 'It's cold, but I am not losing health anymore. That guy stopped my bleeding!'

"Oh, long time no see." Oldman smiled. "Sepheron the Great, I didn't expect Orion to send his

top man." "Hmm." Sepheron nodded, looking at Oldman with a hint of recognition in his eyes. "I could

say the same about you. I thought the Darkstar faction finds you too valuable to send you to a

mission like this."

'Sepheron!' Geoffrey gulped in admiration.

While he admired and respected many mercenaries, there was one that he absolutely

idolized.

That was Sepheron!

Back in the real world, he even had his poster on his room wall!

'I never expected to see him!' Geoffrey freaked out. 'I thought he was beyond the wall, but I

guess Orion summoned him back for the war...'

"I was the fifth one here, I see." Sepheron said. "Two remaining." "Yeah, Battle Maidens and Zestruction's representatives hadn't come yet."

"They had a fight, didn't they?" Lionel said. "Maybe they busy~"

"True, we should already start the recruitment process!" Akuji said.Nôv(el)B\\jnn

"Mm~" Oldman perked up his ears. "Someone is coming."

SMASH!

The door exploded off its hinges, and a ragged-looking woman appeared in the room.

Her hair was disheveled like he'd suffered a bomb, and her eyes were as round as saucers. It

looked like she was on drugs or something, as it didn't look like there was much going on up

there.

"Oh..." Oldman raised an eyebrow. "I didn't expect Athena to send you of all people. Shouldn't you be in Black Keep?"

'No, no, no!' Geoffrey panicked. 'Why is she free? Shouldn't she be in the Black Keep? Who the fuck let her out! Everyone here will be in danger!'

"Hahaha!" She laughed and jumped at Oldman as if she were about to attack him. Oldman shook his head and was about to pull out his banjo, but at that moment, the air turned

freezing cold, and the woman got encased in a block of ice that appeared out of nowhere.

She was frozen entirely.

"Huff..." Sepheron breathed out cold air with half of his face covered in frost. "The Torturous

Healer, Nerezza."

Crack...

The block of ice exploded.

"Hahaha!" Nerezza turned her psycho gaze over to Sepheron. "This will be fun!"