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"Now, it's only you and the 4th Red Knight," Alan said in his Frostlight Orc form, smiling smugly as one foot remained pressed on the chest of the 2nd Red Knight, Lucas. He had defeated him easily without even using a weapon.
"It's the same as when I fought you guys before. You guys are nothing compared to a certain Red Knight I know," Alan said.
All the Red Knights clenched their teeth in hatred, but they were unable to do anything. After all, they had already lost pathetically to Alan, who had turned into an Orc.
"I heard your empire dislikes minor species. So how does it feel for the proud Red Knights to be defeated by a mere orc?" Alan smiled as he pushed his foot even more into the chest of the 2nd Red Knight, Lucas.
"Arghhhh!"
Lucas groaned as he tried to push away the heavy foot pressing down on his chest.
"That's enough," Mercedes said coldly as she walked toward them.
Now her noble expression was gone as she stared at Alan with icy eyes.
"Go and call the 4th Knight quickly," she said.
The 9th and 10th Red Knights hurried away to find the 4th Red Knight.
'So far things are going smooth, I was able to keep as much as of my skills hidden from he' Alan thought as he stood at side leaning against the wall.
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Two days earlier
"Let's go and fight in the camp," Mercedes said.
Alan nodded and followed after her calmly.
'The level of the other knights is around the 400s, just as I expected,' Alan thought as he looked at the other nine Red Knights. 'But the real problem is her. Her level is in the mid-500s. Though thanks to Fenrir's Authority of Struggle, I can ignore the level difference.'
Alan walked calmly while analyzing the situation.
In Satisfy, level differences mattered a lot. If someone was 50 levels higher, the damage dealt by the lower-level player would decrease by 20%, while the damage they received would increase by 20%. This continued to scale with larger level gaps.
So it was correct to say that levels were a form of bullying in this game like any other MMORPG game.
However, Fenrir's Authority of Struggle could ignore this rule. The only condition was that Alan had to remain alive for at least one minute for it to take effect and negate the level difference penalty.
'If I go by normal conditions, there will be over a 60% decrease in the damage I deal and a similar increase in the damage I take because of the level penalty,' Alan thought.
He began planning how to keep his skills hidden while fighting Mercedes until his Authority of Struggle activated and removed the level difference penalty.
'Hmm, I should use Frost King Aura. It gives fixed offense and defense… hmm?' Alan was thinking when he suddenly paused as he saw a green-haired guy in the distance.
"Who would have thought I would find you here," Alan mumbled.
The other Red Knights paused when they saw him stop.
"What is it now?" Mercedes asked.
Without even looking at her, Alan replied, "We will fight later. Right now, something urgent came up."
He began to leave.
But someone suddenly tried to grab his shoulder.
Alan dodged letting the hand hit empty air. Then he grabbed the arm and flipped the Red Knight over his shoulder, slamming him to the ground in front of him.
"Don't touch me with your filthy hands," Alan said coldly as he stepped on his face and walked past him.
Seeing such disrespect, the other Red Knights immediately pulled out their weapons.
"Capture him!" one of them shouted.
Mercedes said nothing this time.
Alan glanced at them and simply smiled as he swung his sword.
' 100,000 army Blockade Sword.'
It was the silent usage of a skill.
All Red Knights in his vision were cut by the sword slash taking damage but most importantly all Red Knights after getting hit kneeled on the spot to Alan.
[Due to the silent use of skills, the power of the skill is reduced by 50%.]
Alan didn't say the skill name out loud. If they heard it, they would ask more questions about it.
But when all the Red Knights knelt in front of Alan, Mercedes' eyes widened slightly.
"As I said, we'll fight later. I'll see you guys then," Alan said as he left.
Normally, Blockade Sword restrained targets for eight seconds, but due to the silent usage, it now lasted only four seconds.
But that was more than enough.
In a battle between experts, even one second mattered.
'He is powerful,' Mercedes thought.
All the other Red Knights were too ashamed to even stand up after being humbled so easily by Alan.
"All of you, get up. Is it not humiliating enough?" Mercedes said coldly.
They quickly stood up.
"Should we go after him?" Dia, the Fifth Red Knight, asked.
Mercedes replied coldly, "Go? Why? Only to die by his hand?"
The moment they had knelt, if Alan had wanted to, he could have executed all of them on the spot. But he didn't.
Hearing her words, the others lowered their heads and didn't say anything.
"Find out about him," she ordered.
With that, she turned and left.
The other Red Knights nodded and quickly moved to carry out her command.
After they left, Mercedes quietly moved in the direction Alan had gone, curious to see what urgent matter had appeared that made him postpone their fight.
Meanwhile, Alan had already found the person he was looking for.
A man with green hair stood in the distance.
Mercedes frowned when she recognized him.
'Isn't that one of the Rose Knights of Empress Marie?' she thought as she watched from afar.
Alan stood in front of the man and looked at him carefully.
'Agnus.'
"So you must be Agnus, the hidden epic class user of a necromancy-type class," Alan said calmly.
Agnus looked at him with interest.
"Oh? And you are… my fan?" Agnus asked with a smug expression.
Alan simply smiled as he slowly drew Iyarugt.
"No," Alan replied.
"I am your killer."