41 Chapter 0041
"Oh my… is this for real?"
Mom asked me with uncertainty filling her eyes.
[Bank of Utah
Account number: XXXXXX9327
Account holder name: Flynn Grey
Account Balance: US$103070 ]
My account was currently loaded with money. I had gotten 600,000 gold coins after killing the Grivantula and 900,000 gold after killing the lion guy (too short-lived to let his name be remembered).
This alone brought me to a whopping $150k. I didn't want to empty my pants off, so I had taken out $100k while keeping the rest of the money as gold coins in case of emergency.
Not to mention I still had the corpses of both the beasts, which would be another gold mine for me if I decided to auction it or even sell it separately, by auctioning each body part one by one.
"F-Flynn…."
Mom woke up from her dining seat and jumped at me, hugging me tightly as she sobbed and cried.
"I always knew… My good son is better than anyone else. I can't believe it."
I comforted her slowly and after a while, I said.
"You should keep half of the money. Return the aunt's loan at once and keep the rest of the money for the apartment's rent and grocery."
I said and mom immediately shook her head.
"While I can accept the money for the loan and give it to your aunt, I won't be taking the extra money. You have your own life and you deserve better, dummy. I won't let you waste your money on me. I earn too, you know? Since I know you have started earning, I won't be sending you any pocket money, that should keep us afloat by the time Clint starts working."
"Are you kidding me? I am going to give you the money and you have to keep it. Take it as treating my brother to a better life than yourself, you selfless woman."
I scoffed. I always knew my mother was a selfless woman and would never accept kindness unless it is forced down her throat.
"Okay okay! We are not meeting after so long to fight, are we? Let's end this topic here and focus on our meals."
The typical 'focus on your food' line came out as we stopped bickering and started eating.
***
After settling the affair with my family, I was back at my house. I had learnt about the amount of chaos that I had caused thanks to my brother being so up to date about everything related to [Mayhem].
'I even have my own fan club!'
I couldn't believe the amount of popularity that I had right now. For quite some time, I felt like it was exaggerated, but I couldn't say the same as what others thought of it.
After thinking for a bit, I decided it was best to just log in and face the world as it is. Not like there was any more point in hiding myself.
'Retribution is due for a certain orc too.'
I thought of Zultan. The amount of fear that I carried for him had surprisingly faded away. Maybe it was due to the fact that I was powerful enough to play ringa ringa roses with him, or maybe the fact that he wasn't someone big, to begin with. All the fear that I had for him had poofed away in a puff of smoke.
Logging in [Mayhem], the familiar fanfare and disintegration of reality to dream greeted me as I now stood in front of the main plaza of the royal capital of Crisedia.
Hmm.
I stretched a bit, completely ignoring the eyes that had stuck to me as soon as I appeared inside the plaza. Many smart and diligent people had actually waited for me at the last place I appeared, which was unsurprising considering the human brain.
Everyone started running towards me as they gathered around me in a circle. Most of the people who were diligent were actually game reporters waiting to get a scoop, which they actually got.
"I can't believe I am actually meeting you, Mr Shura, it's such a pleasure."
'Seeing you is the word, big guy, but never mind.'
"OMG, hello guys. See this, this is the second time Shura has appeared in my live stream!"
'You Livestream 24/7 man, what should people do if they end up getting caught in your camera.'
"Mr Shura, can you tell us anything about your legendary class? Or your independent race? How did you acquire them? People are dying from curiosity and they need answers."
'And you need TRP, good going my man.'
I kept on walking and people would slowly back off, instead of completely going out of my way.
As I kept on walking out of the plaza, I heard a loud voice, probably using an amplifier device.
"Shura, I want to have a personal chat with you. What time do you think would be appropriate?"
I turned around and looked at the blonde guy with his signature draconic armour. He was the current number one player of [Mayhem], at least in his levels. He has surpassed billions of people to stand at the first rank for over a month now.
There was always close competition between the top three in the level rankings, so keeping that position for a whole month was a big feat. Especially after he had so much time to come and personally visit me.
"First of all, the appropriate and common courtesy is to introduce yourself before talking to me as if you have been familiar with me for ages."
"Ha…haha. I am Crestfallen, the leader of Warriors of the North. It's nice to finally meet you, Shura."
Crestfallen said politely as he held out his hand to shake with the monster boy, aka me, in front of him.
I found there was no reason to be ruder than I already had been, and hence, I shook hands with him.
"I am Shura. It's nice to meet you, Crestfallen."
I replied and Crestfallen's eyes immediately went into a curve, expressing his happiness that his approach didn't go in vain.
"Excuse me then, if you have nothing else for now."
I said as I started walking around.
"Actually, I have plans for us to have a meeting. There is a branch of Warriors of North even in the capital city, let's go and have a meeting. I have a proposal for you."
Crestfallen insisted and soon, his talk was interrupted by a frail and beautiful-looking boy.
"He's mine— I mean, I want to have a meeting with him too!"
Another guy had joined in the chat, wanting to get a meeting out of me. His username said 'Lynch' and when I thought about it, I remembered that he was the number one fire magician ranking. Besides him was Bowser, the inspiration who I had followed to pick my gunslinger class previously.
"Well, this is getting a bit hectic. So goodbye, for now."
I said and used [Camouflage] as I disintegrated into the atmosphere. Exclamations and gasps were heard as everyone saw me disappear and started looking for me here and there, thinking I might have used a [Blink] skill.
"Where did he go?!"
"Woah! So cool! An invisibility escape skill!"
"His horns look so cute, I wanna stroke them."
"Shit, I missed the chance to get an autograph again T^T."
People started clamouring and talking amongst themselves as I walked from beside them. I looked at Crestfallen and could see a frown on his forehead, although he was still smiling with his lips.
On the other hand, Lynch was a lot less subtle as Bowser held on to his arms and Lynch kept cursing out while spitting.
Instead of going out of the city, I went to an old friend's house. I checked the time first, just in case I wouldn't be able to meet them if they were at work.
'It was already past 6 in the evening, so he should be coming back by now.'
I thought as I reached the Morris' Alchemy house. I ignored the grand building as I went to its back where there was a small living block, my [Camouflage] still on. Looking at that small door, I slowly knocked on it to see if there was anyone.
After not getting a reply for a few seconds, I knocked on the door again.
"Who is this son of dwarf? Just go back, I don't have time for you."
"....."
I knocked again, and this time, furious footsteps resounded as the door was opened and with a loud 'click'.
"Who in the name of Aphrodite is fu-"
"Hello, Lucas."
I cancelled my [Camouflage] in front of him, slowly appearing in front of the short Hyrus.
"I-I-I….who?"
"....."
Oh, right. I forgot about my recent fashion change.
"Get down the guard Lucas. It's me."
I said, as I brought out the map that Lucas had given me. He finally seemed to have relaxed as he said with an apathetic look.
"As much as I would like to guess that you were robbed and some demon had come here to get something out of me. That air of dumbness around you is still strong and all too familiar."
'Okay, although there was no need for confirmation. It's still good to know Lucas is doing well.'
I commented inwardly as I bent down and entered the small hobbit hole-like house while trying not to scrape my horns against the ceiling.
Even before Lucas told me, I went ahead and sat on the chair, trying my best to not sit on my tail or break the chair with too much pressure.
".....so. How did you get the new getup? Did you fall into the abyss or something?"
Lucas asked sarcastically, unknowingly speaking the truth.
"....yes."
"What?"
"I did fall into the Abyss."
"....."
Lucas looked dumbfounded at my answer as he checked my eyes as if trying to see if I was lying or not.
After a while, he finally opened his mouth. I was well aware he would speak something sarcastic again because there is no way he would believe it just like that.
"....so the Abyss does exist, huh?"
"....."
Did he believe it? Just like that?
"How do you think that I am not lying?"
"It's easy to guess when you're lying. Because you're lying to yourself most of the time, so…. Honesty is easy to spot. Anyways, what exactly happened? How did you become like this?"
Lucas asked and I started explaining. The relationship between me and Lucas wasn't that strong, and neither was it anything special. But Lucas was the first person to know about my Legendary class. Heck, he even knew about my Night Alchemist job.
So somehow, I didn't feel as much of an aversion to this cynical Hyrus as I felt to other people. I started explaining what went down with me down in the Abyss, how and why I became like this, and what happened with Jezebeth.
"I am so sorry for your loss. I-I didn't even think that you'd go through so much in such a short time."
Lucas apologised, which was hard to believe. But the air of sadness was strong around him, and he looked genuinely apologetic. After a moment of silence, he suddenly spoke.
"Just so you know. You resurrectors aren't the only ones to receive world messages, we receive them too. At least, some of us do."
"...?!"