Super Righteous Player
Chapter 255 - 253 Eighty! Eighty!_1

Chapter 255: Chapter 253 Eighty! Eighty!_1

As an "temporary event" without notice, not many players were able to participate in time.

Compared to the ruined Frostwater Harbor, players indeed preferred living in Roth Fort. After all, it was relatively more developed here, and daily necessities were much more convenient... They could even take odd jobs to earn some money and update their equipment.

After all, even their lord had taken up residence in Roth Fort, so they no longer had any guarding duties.

But the players, after all, had to return to Frostwater Harbor every three days.

Not for anything else... just to run instances.

Fortunately, there were also about thirty players in Roth Fort— and the strongest four players, just happened to be in Roth Fort right now.

The only one still living in Frostwater Harbor was Salvatore.

His laboratory was right below the lord’s residence... It wasn’t easy to relocate for a while; anyway, he was about to leave.

In fact, he could have returned to the Heath Tower of Black after getting the Bone-Blood Trigger from the Bone Lord.

The reason Salvatore didn’t leave immediately was just so he wouldn’t dump this hot mess on Annan.

Salvatore felt that he owed Annan— after all, he had dragged Annan into a conflict that had nothing to do with him. And this sense of guilt even became deeper after learning Annan’s true identity...

...But Annan didn’t think so. He never felt that Salvatore owed him anything; he even felt that he had used him too many times, to the point of feeling a bit guilty.

But Salvatore was very firm.

He had made up his mind that whenever Annan went to the Royal Capital, he would follow him back to the Heath Tower of Black, since it was good to have company on the way.

Of course, Annan thought he might just find the journey lonely.

Although without Salvatore’s help.

Annan, when picking up equipment, had called another assistant...

— Kafney Noah.

The generously-minded Prince Albert had left Kafney alone in Roth Fort; now, she could be considered Annan’s chief bodyguard.

She lived in the room next to Annan’s.

After advancing to silver, the most significant change was the materialization of the "perception" and "will" attributes.

The Transcendent perceptive abilities of the Martial Monk allowed Kafney to detect every move in Annan’s room through a wall. Be it a thief or an assassin, she could "perceive" their presence as if seen by her own eyes.

And now, Kafney had been brought by Annan to the side of the warehouse— she was sensing the curse traces inside the warehouse from a distance, with her eyes closed.

"I do feel it..."

Kafney closed her eyes slightly and spoke in a low voice, "There are remnants of a ritual there, very fresh... and there are many types."

"Can you discern the type of rituals?"

Annan inquired.

Kafney shook her head, "The result won’t be very accurate. There’s definitely an expert inside, who has treated the walls with lead plates or lead powder... If I hadn’t advanced to silver, even as a Martial Monk, I wouldn’t have been able to sense the traces of the ritual."

"Give me an approximate number."

Annan urged in a low voice, "If you’re not sure whether they’re there or not, count them as if they are; if the number could be more or less, calculate with the greater number."

Hearing Annan’s instruction, Kafney closed her eyes again and quietly sensed for a while.

"...I sense traces of ’skeleton’, ’dead’, ’fear’, ’betrayal’, ’shadow’, ’blood’. I’m not sure how many summons there are, nor which of these traces are materials, effects, or summons... But just to be safe, we should prepare for up to seven Transcendent enemies."

Kafney spoke earnestly, "If there are more than two silver-ranked enemies... I might not be able to protect you completely."

As she said this, she glanced back at the assembling players and whispered in Annan’s ear, "If the battle turns against us, can they cover our retreat? In that case, I’m quite confident I can buy you some time, Your Highness."

...It was indeed possible.

Actually, when Annan had summoned the players over, it was with the contingency in mind that they could be left behind to cover the retreat.

In this regard, Kafney and Annan were on the same page.

But in front of the players, naturally, Annan couldn’t show any sign of weakness so easily.

The persona of "Annan" in front of the players was that of a future grand duke who was cold on the outside but warm on the inside, with firm will, responsibility, and wisdom—how could he show fear before a battle?

"It’s fine,"

Annan gently patted Kafney’s head, feeling the warmth at the top of her head, and softly comforted her in a whisper, "I still have one use of ’that’ left—there won’t be any danger.

"If the battle really turns unfavorable... I will use it."

——Yes.

Although Annan’s equipment was not as complete as when he fought the Rotting Husband, he at least brought the unfinished Philosopher’s Stone with him.

In addition to that, Annan also brought along elf skin gloves, "Barrier Breaker’s Right Arm", and "White Guillotine". And he put the "Bloodied Kitchen Knife" in the bag he carried with him.

The main reason he didn’t take out the kitchen knife directly was that the Curse Binding "Drawing Breaker" of the knife might put Annan at a disadvantage——

[Drawing Breaker: If the holder sees a portrait of a middle-aged woman while holding the "Bloodied Kitchen Knife", they must throw the kitchen knife within three seconds, otherwise the holder will be injured by the knife.]

They were about to attack a warehouse—and the warehouse’s owner was a Ritualist.

Rituals often required some bizarre and unusual objects. Annan couldn’t be sure that there were absolutely no "portraits of middle-aged women" in the warehouse.

And if he saw such a painting while entering the warehouse with the knife in hand, it would be equivalent to being disarmed by the enemy in an instant.

It was better to hide it and use it as a one-time throwing knife at a critical moment. Because this kitchen knife had a very powerful and useful Curse Binding "Active Throw":

[Active Throw: When this item is thrown, as if the namesake spell "Active Throw" from the Decree School has been cast on it, it will automatically seek enemies within a small range.]

Previously in the fight with the Rotting Husband, it didn’t come in handy, simply because it was just an ordinary kitchen knife... which wouldn’t affect the Rotting Husband at all.

Throwing it would have been giving it away.

It could even have been caught by the Rotting Husband and thrown back...

After all, a cursed object doesn’t recognize its master.

And being hit by the kitchen knife thrown by the Rotting Husband might be fatal for Annan...

But the current enemy was a human, fragile to the extreme.

Even not a Transcendent.

So, the kitchen knife had its significance now.

Now Annan was holding a big hammer in his right hand and a guillotine blade in his left. He looked extremely fierce—if one ignored his stature and facial features.

Even if Annan made a "I’m super fierce right now" face, the players were only whispering to each other, pointing and commenting on the side:

"——To be honest, kind of cute."

"——So fierce yet so adorable, hah."

"——Stop that, Annan could crush your dog head with a single hammer blow."

"——Even if he pulverized me with a hammer, that won’t stop me from thinking this! It’s for love and truth!"

"——Enough, you’re really embarrassing yourself..."

Looking at the lively forum, Four-of-a-Kind and Xitan Pulan felt for a long time the sensation of "What, am I actually playing a game?"

After the players gathered, Annan instructed in a deep voice, "There is a trap in front of the only door on the front, which was set up by Four-of-a-Kind. So, we’re taking a different route... we’ll go through the wall where there is no door! I will break the wall first, then you go in, teaming up in pairs to initially engage the enemy—after the engagement is complete, Kafney and me, as well as Eleven, will attack from the side of the battlefield.

"Remember, prioritize attacking Summoned creatures while ensuring your own safety. There’s no need to kill them completely, the main goal is to hold them back. There are traps in front of the warehouse, which can also force the enemy to move that way—I and Kafney will go attack the Ritualist directly.

"So, get ready——"

Having said that, Annan lifted the hammer in his hand.

This hammer, not counting the head but only the handle, was as tall as Annan’s eyebrows. But including the head, it made Annan’s height appear quite modest.

The next moment, Annan swung the "Barrier Breaker’s Right Arm" with all his might.

It received a temporary strength bonus of ten points when attacking "walls".

And that meant——

With all his strength, Annan’s hammer blow sent a huge tremor through the ground.

The second blow covered the side wall of the warehouse with cracks.

The moment the third blow fell, a huge gap over a person’s height and about four to five meters wide appeared instantly. A large amount of bricks, stones, and debris flew inward, and dust filled the air——

As the wall of the warehouse collapsed inward with a loud crash, the players streamed in, eyes red as they charged into the fray!

Yes, they heard very clearly. There were many "Summoned creatures" inside, and everyone else could kill at will.

Although just holding them off would be enough... if they could defeat them outright, that would surely be no problem, right?

——The players had seen the live broadcast before.

Summoned creatures, after all, gave a lot of experience points!