Pick Me Up Infinite Gacha! - P.M.U Chapter 261: Like Killing Insects (1) (Part 2)
“Yurnet. Yurnet.”
No response.
I clicked my tongue.
Even though I knew the reason, it still left a bitter taste in my mouth.
All this had started after Yurnet submitted a failed investigation report. Although she reported it calmly, I could tell she had been deeply humiliated.
‘She’s probably investigating the El Cid matter on her own.’
It seemed she didn’t plan on returning until she had solid information.
That was troublesome for me, as I had already reached a conclusion.
But with her out of contact, there wasn’t much I could do.
‘I hope nothing bad happened.’
Not that a six-star archmage would easily face any danger.
After wrapping up my basic training in the mansion’s training room, I prepared for bed.
“…”
Just before I turned off the lights and lay down on my bed, I briefly reflected on recent events.
I had uncovered the hidden truth behind Pick Me Up, and Anytng had grown even stronger.
The same was true for the heroes. Soon, we would all evolve to the final grade of six-star. It was hard to even remember the days when we struggled against goblins at level 1.
‘Things are going pretty well.’
Except for Yurnet’s sudden disappearance.
Well, time would solve that.
I closed my eyes.
‘…?’
A strange sense of discomfort.
I woke up.
Maybe I was just tossing and turning, but…
‘What time is it…’
It must have been deep into the night.
I reached for the dagger that should have been by my bedside.
It wasn’t there.
I opened my eyes.
And then.
Silently, a blade crept through the darkness.
“…!”
Thud!
I kicked off the bed and sprang up.
Touching my neck, I felt a shallow cut, blood oozing from the wound.
If the blade had gone just a little deeper…
<Tough one, huh? Your neck should have been sliced clean. Do you have steel skin or something?>
In the dark room, a faint, shadowy figure stood still.
‘This bastard…’
I quickly extended my hand.
A dark portal opened, and the blade of Bifrost emerged.
<Han Israt.>
The shadow clearly pronounced my name before speaking again.
<Where’s the Book of Reversal?>
“…”
<Don’t bother trying to hide it. I know you’re connected to Niflheimr. Did you really think you wouldn’t get caught moving in secret? We make a living off this kind of work.>
‘How did he get in?’
There’s a defense squad, including Wiryung, stationed 24/7 at the dimensional rift.
Not to mention the various magical traps and surveillance systems set up at the outer entrance of the waiting room.
Yet he had broken through all of that and infiltrated my room on the 5th floor?
‘The answer was simple.’
This guy’s stealth skill surpassed Townia’s entire defense system.
‘At least Master level.’
He had pierced through the constant effect of my Black Dragon Scale defense.
If not for that, like he said, my neck would have been cleanly sliced.
<Don’t worry too much. I’m just here to say hello.>
“…Who are you?”
<You can figure that out easily, can’t you? Think about who we are.>
I examined the shadow before me.
Though it stood right in front of me, its face was invisible.
‘Some kind of perception-blocking skill?’
A Master-class assassin.
Its body flowed like mist, and its voice was distorted with noise.
I couldn’t make out its face, build, or even voice.
I quickly racked my brain.
Who this assassin could be.
This person knew about the Book of Reversal
They also knew about my connection to Niflheimr.
The conclusion was clear.
‘The ones who had been tracking El Cid.’
I had sent out a strike team to drive them off.
But they had remained unnoticed.
‘Then…’
Even Niflheimr’s elite couldn’t detect them.
This assassin wasn’t just a Master class.
‘Ranker… class.’
There was only one conclusion.
‘Rank 21.’
Master name: “OnePunchSkull.”
A top-tier PVP player specializing in assassination on the server.
They had witnessed me and Niflheimr’s contact after chasing El Cid following the Rank 1 raid.
Yurnet’s large-scale surveillance magic had surrounded the area at the time, but somehow, they had managed to evade even that. Then, they must have tracked me to Townia.
<So you finally figured it out? Took you long enough.>
He wagged his finger at me.
And with a strange laugh, he pulled out an item and showed it to me.
<I’ll keep this annoying ring safe for you. We can’t have any intruders meddling.>
He spun the black, glossy ring in his hand before tucking it into his pocket.
It was the ring I wore on my left hand. My only means of contacting Niflheimr.
He must have taken it during his first attack.
‘…Hah.’
I’d known this would happen eventually.
I sighed and gathered strength throughout my body.
‘There’s a chance.’
Assassins are weak in direct combat.
Since he failed to kill me in the initial strike, if I stall for time and summon my first party members, I’ll have a good chance.
<Han Israt. If you want to live, prepare the Book of Reversal Heaven for my next visit. It doesn’t suit you anyway. Consider this a warning.>
“A warning? I don’t quite understand.”
I twirled my sword.
<Haha, you’ve got guts. I like that.>
The assassin laughed loudly.
And then, poof. He vanished without warning.
There had been no sign of his approach, nor of his disappearance.
‘Is it over?’
I raised a hand to my neck.
Blood smeared my fingertips.
Damn it.
This was getting troublesome.
I left my guard up and opened the door.
In the mansion’s grand hall, seven figures were hanging from the ceiling.
They had wide-open eyes and their tongues stuck out, as if they were strangled.
‘Ha…’
The helpers that Anytng had given me as a gift.
They were all hanged in mid-air, executed by hanging.
‘The corpses… have been mutilated.’
Their bodies were slashed all over.
They must have died in extreme agony.
Drip.
A drop of blood from one of the corpses landed on the large display case below.
<Explosion…>
The corpses suddenly began to swell like balloons.
<Masterpiece…>
‘You son of a…’
I kicked off the railing and leapt forward.
Crashing through the glass with my body, I escaped the house.
Then.
BOOM!
A massive explosion engulfed the mansion.
[Warning!]
[Master ‘???’s hero ‘???(???)’ has infiltrated the waiting room!]
[※Due to a special skill, the intruder cannot be detected.]
This day just keeps getting worse.