"You dare threaten me!!" Nador snapped at the yellow screen floating before him. This bastard decides to show up when he was about placing his bet on the protagonist.
Now it wants him to win it himself and attract the attention of those yanderes out there, no thank you!
[Ding!]
[An additional penalty has been issued. Please confirm the change from the quest log.]
Seeing the color of the system turning from bright yellow to dark red made him flinch in fear. His brows frowned in confusion for a bit before clicking on the quest logs.
[[The quest:
Requirements: defeat everyone within the ring, including the protagonist himself.
Rewards: Just win it first
Penalty 1: Insomnia (status: permanent.)
Penalty 2: Aura of the 'Unstraight' (You naturally attract lustful males attention.) ]
Nador at this point was sweating buckets as he gulped down the huge saliva that refused to pass through his now dried up throat. At first he thought the system was unfair, but seeing this, he can only curse both his fate and mouth.
"This damn system... Watch me grow till I reach the rank where I can smack your biometrical ass!!" He silently promised before gathering his thoughts and walking over to the betting booth.
On his way to the booth, the screams of the crowd grew louder, alerting him of the arrival of Luke. Wonder where he was.
He turned to the receptionist and with a charming smile dumped a huge bag of gold coins on the table.
"Lovely day Miss. I'll like to place a bet." His face slowly formed a wicked dark grin.
At the ring, a cloak can be seen flying, along with the body of a random contestant, the attacker calmly walked forward with slow and steady strides and stopped in the ring's center.
His blue eyes scanned the surroundings as his white silver locks swayed with it's messy appearance. His sharp jawline along with sword shaped brows and short pointed nose proved his identity. He is Luke Osowen. The protagonist of this entire shit-show-world.
"Oh~ oh~ now I'm happy you followed my instructions Child called Osowen." The floating ghost like figure muttered with a sweet mother like and angelic voice. Any who saw her who immediately be enchanted by her beauty and figure, but unfortunately or fortunately, Luke is the only who can see and hear her.
Her attire was rather... Infuriatingly seductive, extremely erotic, erection seeking, you name it!
Consisting of mainly of jewelries and a golden colored tribal linen cloth that barely covered her crotch and rear view, leaving her smooth juicy thighs for the world's view. The strange jewelry that was hung around her neck provided a covering for just only her nipples, exposing her tanned fleshy titty.
Her black long hair stretch all the way to her lower waist, fiery lion eyes burning with power and a glee of wisdom and understanding.
Queen Beatrice Amberstooth... A lazy immortal who found Luke of great interest decided to tag along with.
Of course Nador knows who this mighty monster is. She is one who fears none of the gods. Back when Nador played the game, he received her full blessing to the point, saying her name alone brought terror to any god or demon who dared stand in his path.
"Ho-ho! Look what the cats brought to the bag!" The huge muscles maniac noticed how Luke lazily brushed through the contestants, sending them flying by a simple punch, kick or just blatantly tossing them out the ring like rag dolls.
Blood Knuckles dashed towards Luke's side, preparing to catch him off guard with a punch, but did not expect his punch to be blocked by a palm.
"As someone always says..." Luke grabbed onto the fist and tossed the giant over his shoulders, onto the ground, then landing a clean left jab to the head, knocking him out.
"Redirect is always the best defense." He stood, towering over blood Knuckles. The crowds and contestants in the ring were shocked at how he handled the strength of such monster without getting squashed.
"Ara~ Ara~ Look who's learning quick." Beatrice spoke with a seductive smile, shooting the uncomfortable Luke a brief wink.
"SUPERHERO LANDING!!" A loud voice, followed by a loud sonic boom can be heard, as a figure shot straight out the crowds and into the air, hundreds of meters in the air before gravity took hold.
But instead of screaming in shock of the rapid descent, a second sonic boom can be heard and a crater was formed within the ring, kicking up nasty dust.
The dust settles to reveal a handsome Elf who's blonde hair radiating golden lights under the sun rays. His muscles twitched a bit from underneath the pitch black k cloak he wore, failing to hide his admirable and well proportioned biceps and figure. Crouched on one knee while his fist made contact with the ground, his blue eyes, representing the calmness of the deep ocean, that threatening to wreck havoc, calmly scanned the shocked faces of everyone present.
Who else could this be if not Nador.
[+20]
[+40]
[+..]
The notifications where like music to his ears, motivating him to show off a bit more by flexing his muscles and shooting a seductive wink to people wives.
"Kyaaa!!"
"He just winked at me!!!!! So dreamy!"
"Fuck off! It was me!! Look at my bra!" A random woman tossed her bra to the stage, ignoring the gazes of others around her.
It seemed her actions served as a fuel for the the other ladies actions as Nador was baptized by a flood of undergarments ranging from laced bra to panties. Nador, out of his benevolence, welcomed all the gifting with open arms.
The males among the crowd became enraged and hurled insults at him. But that was not the same with the male contestants surrounding him slowly in a planned ambush, clearly planning to take out this peak definition of masculinity. Even Luke at this point felt his blood boil from the actions of Nador and was prepared to step in too like the other contestants, but was held back by Beatrice who shook her head in disapproval.
"It's better to watch how things play out." She spoke with wisdom clouding her thoughts and judgment.
Luke could only clench his fist in disappointment and impatience as he his stared down Nador who was slowly being surrounded from all sides.