MMORPG: Rebirth of the Mortal Online

Chapter 217: Lord and Savior



When stepping down the steps, Adam noticed the troubled-looking receptionist by the counter and walked over to her.

"What's up?" He leaned over the counter and saw the receptionist carry a packet of some sort.

"S-sir Adam!" Lydia exclaimed.

"You can just call me Adam." He said and looked at the packet. "A packet?"

"Yes..." Lydia said. "I am supposed to take this to Copper Tree Guild, but I have no idea where that is."

"You don't have a map?" Adam asked.

"No, it's ridiculously expensive." Lydia said with a sigh. "To think that the prize of the knowledge in this world is so high."

"I can deliver the package." Adam took the package and felt that it was pretty light.

"You will?" Lydia asked with starry expression.

"Yeah, I'll need to buy a map of this place either way." Adam said with a smile, and after bidding farewell to the receptionist, he left the building and walked out into the bustling

streets.

While he didn't know where the Copper Tree Guild was located, because he didn't think that guild existed in a few years's time, he decided to go buy a map quick.

The map should have the location of every guild in the city.

He still remembered the location of the map shop, where he originally asked directions to Crimson Hounds place; thus, he arrived there in no time and noticed that this time around there was no one blocking the entrance.

When he was about to arrive by the store, a person suddenly walked out of the store, holding a map in his hand with an unnatural smile on his face, as if he were ecstatic about something.

However, then he noticed blood on his hand and the person's face.

While the face looked younger than in his memory, Adam recognized him!

Without any hesitation, Adam hid behind a corner and watched as the person walked away into the crowd.

'Why is he here? Ishaan of the Wild Sons, righthand man of Victor.'

He remembered vividly as he was in constant combat with Wild Sons during the Second Great Guild War.

Ishaan was particularly memorable.

Adam left the corner and ran inside the map shop-it looked normal with maps neatly put on the shelves.

However, there was a thick scent of blood in the air.

When he walked over to the backroom, he saw a pile of corpses there each one of them missing their eyes and manhood.

This was why Ishaan was so memorable to him.

He did the same thing in the Second Great Guild War.

The worst part was that he cut their eyes and manhood when they were still alive so that they would remember the pain when they return to the real world.

'It is the same Ishaan I know. Why the hell is he here?'

He had to find out.

Adam rushed out of the shop and hurried after Ishaan-he somewhat remembered the direction where he went.

After following the direction, it took him to a street that was safely tucked away some larger buildings, and when he came by the side street, he saw Ishaan opening a door, then eyeing surroundings in a very suspicious manner.

After the door closed, the curtains fluttered in the window as if someone quickly checked whether someone was following him.

'That building belongs to the Originals. Why are the Wild Sons here?'

Adam felt like contacting Digby and the rest, but he felt like if he left now, Wild Sons would be nowhere to be seen when he returned.

'Victor is a very cautious man. If he is really there, he'll probably move away from there in case someone saw Ishaan enter that house.

'I don't know why Wild Sons are here, but it can't be anything good.'

...

"There, your map!" Ishaan handed the bloody map to Victor.

"It's bloody." Victor frowned. "What the hell did you do?"

"That fucking map shop owner tried to pick a fight with me." Ishaan said and straightened his sleeves. "I had to teach him a lesson."

"Foolish and reckless." Victor clicked his tongue. "You could've ruined us all!"

"Hmph, I did what you asked." Ishaan walked past him rudely and looked over to the tied-up people. "Now, time to let out some steam~"

"Take it to the back room, and keep it quiet." Victor said in anger. "This is a delicate

operation, and you need to act accordingly."

"Yeah, yeah, I'll make sure she stays quiet." With a grin, Ishaan started dragging the chair, where the eldest daughter was sitting, towards one of the rooms by the corner.

"Mmh!" The father of the family shouted, trying to remove the cloth from his mouth.

His wife and the youngest daughter cried, frightened by the scene unfolding in front of them.

Knock, knock.

At that moment, someone knocked on the door.

Ishaan stopped dragging the chair, and the teary-eyed eldest daughter turned her gaze to the door, trying to scream through the cloth for help.

"Shut up." Ishaan covered her mouth and whispered in his ear. "If you act stupid, It'll hurt

more."

"Quiet down..." Victor whispered and looked at the door. "Take them to the other room."

Timothy and Aarush dragged the wife and the youngest daughter away from sight.

Victor then untied the father of the family and removed the cloth.

With his fingers, he tried to dry the tears off his face and said coldly. "You'll open the door and act normal. If you make a single wrong move, we'll drag your family back where we came from, where they will live their days naked and in pain."

"Please..." the father pleaded. "If I do this right, please tell that man to leave my daughter alone."

"No," Victor said coldly. "That's a small price to pay for life, don't you think so? You have no choice. If you do anything stupid, your family will suffer for the stupidity of the man that should be responsible for their protection."

"A-alright..." he said with a voice full of pain and approached the door.

Victor hid behind the corner and pulled out a short dagger from his belt.

Timothy, Aarush, and Ishaan covered the mouths of the rest of the family.

With racing heartbeat, the father of the family opened the door and forced a smile.

"Hey, how may I help you?"

"Hello." Adam said with a smile. "Have you ever heard of our Lord and Savior, God

Almighty?"

By the back room, Ishaan scoffed. "A fucking member of that shitty church."

Victor was slightly relaxed, but his senses were still vigilant.

"O-oh, I-I am already a member of the church." The father of the family said.

"Oh, that's wonderful." Adam smiled. "May I enter and we can talk about possibly donating

to the church?"

"No!" The father suddenly shouted and then cleared his throat. "I mean, no. We were just

about to have dinner. Y'know, the dinner is sacred."

"Yes, yes, of course." Adam nodded, and then, with a quick glance, saw the small hole by the

floor. "Is your family home?"

"N-no..." The father shook his head.

"But you just said we?" Adam said.

"I-I mean, yes, haha." The father laughed nervously. "It's been a long day, and I am very

hungry. If there's nothing else..."n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

As he was about to close the door, Adam stopped him and said, "May the eternal light of the

Almighty bless you."

"Y-you too..." The father said and then closed the door.

With a deep sigh, he walked over to Victor and said. "I-It was just a member of the church."

"You did good-" Victor was about to say.

At that moment, the window of the living room shattered and a long-bladed sword cut through the air. It went through three necks before the swing ended.

Timothy's, Aarush's, and Ishaan's heads rolled off their shoulders and landed on the ground.

"Wha-"The father of the family exclaimed.

Victor's eyes shrunk, and he quickly stepped to the side, but the sword still stabbed through his shoulder, blade piercing his flesh and causing a sharp, searing pain. Through the window, a person stepped through and pulled the sword back to his hand. "Hello," Adam pointed his sword at Victor. "Have you ever heard of our Lord and Savior?"