I've Become the King of Villains in the Game

Chapter 390: Chapter 257: Found You (Extra for Alliance Hierarch Wear Ma Jia 314!)
 

[Triggered C-level Mission: The Malicious Tracker!]

Mission Description: The Transcendent, Morey, is preparing to join your team, but before he does, he requests your help in getting rid of a serious threat.

In recent times, Morey discovered many odd traces around him, combined with the occasional chills down his spine, made him aware that he was being followed by someone with ill intent.

Fortunately, at this time, he discovered subsequent Supernatural Knowledge at the Secret Venue and planned to bid on it to study and advance, thus dealing with the Tracker.

But this hope ultimately fell through, sending him into extreme anxiety.

Mission Target: Eliminate the Tracker (0/1).

Mission Reward: 8000 Experience Points, 10 Gold Pounds, and increased Affinity from Morey (agreeing to your recruitment and joining the Circus).

‘Accept the mission.’

Chen Lun muttered to himself.

Based on the level of the mission, he could roughly judge the strength of the Tracker, which didn’t pose a threat to him, so he calmly looked at Morey, around thirty years old, and said softly,

“No problem, I will help you with your trouble.”

“Thank… Thank you, Mr. Jack.”

Morey’s spirits lifted, and he quickly expressed his gratitude.

Chen Lun then drew some tarot cards to perform Divination for Morey, silently pondering, “Someone is secretly harboring ill intentions against Morey and is constantly watching him.”

Three tarot cards sprang out on their own, all revealing red suits.

It was a positive sign.

Morey watched the cards flutter in his hand like butterflies, somewhat dazed.

“You wait here, and once the venue ends, I will leave with you.”

Chen Lun flicked his wrist, and the cards all disappeared.

Morey knew that Chen Lun said this to ensure his safety, so he nodded gratefully and replied,

“Okay, Mr. Jack.”

Chen Lun nodded, then turned and left.

When he returned to the Secret Venue, it was also nearing its conclusion.

He didn’t wait long before the host, Yuri, announced the end of the event.

Chen Lun stood aside in the aisle, patiently waiting for a few minutes.

“Mr. Jack!”

At this point, as the guests started to leave, Viscount Pompey’s voice rang out.

Chen Lun looked up and saw him and Xibert following just behind an old man as they came out.

“Mr. Pompey, and Mr. Xibert, it’s a pleasure to see you both.”

He greeted them with a smile.

Xibert also responded and briefly introduced the old man’s identity to Chen Lun.

‘So this old man is Mr. Pompey and Mr. Xibert’s former superior…’ Chen Lun thought to himself.

“It is an honor to meet you, Mr. Malediz.”

He touched his hat, bowing slightly.

But the old man didn’t seem to have much interest in chatting with Chen Lun and, after giving him a brief look, simply nodded his head as a form of greeting.

Seeing this, Chen Lun didn’t waste time and directly stated his intention.

“Mr. Malediz, I wish to purchase a bottle of Sunset Daisy Dew…”

“No, I refuse.”

Malediz shook his head before Chen Lun could finish.

Seeing this, Xibert stepped forward and whispered a few words into Chen Lun’s ear, explaining that Mr. Malediz was hoarding Sunset Daisy Dew to save his granddaughter Rey’s life.

Chen Lun nodded slightly, showing understanding.

A flicker of contemplation crossed his eyes.

“Mr. Malediz, we have already procured enough Sunset Daisy Dew, perhaps we could spare a little bit for Mr. Jack…?”

Pompey, who was well acquainted with Chen Lun, immediately proposed the idea beside the old man.

“No… I said no.”

Malediz was very firm in his stance.

He glanced at Chen Lun and then at the two beside him, saying,

“This is Rey’s hope, and I won’t let go of even a little bit… Let’s not discuss this further, we must go now, we have another esteemed guest to meet.”

After saying this, he walked past Chen Lun and headed outside.

Xibert sighed, showing a helpless expression.

As he walked by Chen Lun, Pompey leaned in and said quietly,

“Mr. Jack, we’ll meet again after this matter is settled.”

“Mhm.”

Chen Lun, although disappointed, maintained a polite smile and nodded.

Watching them leave, Chen Lun inwardly sighed.

‘This is so frustrating… Seems like I’ll have to find another way to collect the Sunset Daisy Dew for Floey.’

Since no mission was triggered earlier, Chen Lun did not want to impose himself on someone else’s efforts to save their granddaughter.

If this path wasn’t possible, then he’d have to find another.

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Once again leaving the venue.

Chen Lun first found Morey and then led him straight out of the department store.

That faint but persistent gaze followed them closely.

Chen Lun chuckled to himself.

“Let’s settle down here for now.”

He told Morey, pointing to an inn on the side of the road.

Morey didn’t refuse, nodding heavily with a burdened heart.

A moment later.

In the room.

Chen Lun walked to the window and drew the curtains open a crack, squinting as he observed the pedestrians outside.

“Mr. Jack, have you found anything?”

“No.”

Chen Lun replied.

He turned to Morey, who was sitting uneasily in the chair, and laughed softly.

“The one following you is quite skilled at staying hidden.”

“Yes… I’ve tried many methods and haven’t been able to find that person. The uneasiness in my heart is growing stronger — I always feel like something bad is going to happen in the next few days.”

Morey sighed as he spoke.

“A Transcendent’s premonition tends to be accurate. If it weren’t for me, you might indeed have an accident… you should know, skirmishes in the Mystic Realm are quite common,” Chen Lun said.

Seeing the change in Morey’s expression, he shrugged.

“But don’t worry, I have said I will help you with this trouble… Just wait for me for a moment.”

After speaking, he straightened his black hat, took up his Silver Staff, and walked outside.

“Mr. Jack, where are you going?”

Morey asked anxiously.

“Of course, butcher that Tracker.”

Without looking back, Chen Lun walked out and casually shut the door behind him.

Thud.

Morey stood up from his chair, took a few deep breaths, and then paced back and forth in the room.

“This Mr. Jack… Although he is very mysterious, I know nothing about him.”

He thought to himself.

“What should I do if he fails to deal with the Tracker?!”

Morey was distressed, scratching his head until it was a total mess.

After leaving the hotel, Chen Lun casually strolled around the streets, the corners of his mouth curved slightly upward.

‘Not continuing to keep watch at the hotel but tracking me instead? More than one Tracker? Or do they think I’m more valuable?’

He flickered and suddenly ducked into an alley.

Chen Lun walked slowly through the alley, trying to lure the Tracker out, but despite waiting for a long time, no “fish” took the bait.

‘Very cautious and clever… But that subtle peering sensation is still there, is it some kind of supernatural method?’

He stopped and murmured,

“Forget it, I’m tired of playing this game of hide and seek with you…”

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In a mirror.

The young man with a black hat said in a calm voice,

“Forget it, I’m tired of playing this game of hide and seek with you.”

Behind a rooftop billboard.

A man in a trench coat, leaning against the billboard and hiding in the shadows, was studying a compact mirror in his hands.

“Hm? Did he notice me?”

The man watched the Gentleman in black clothing in the mirror.

“Impossible… he’s trying to bluff me.”

He declared with certainty.

He had been tracking Morey for several days, considering the destitute man as his prey.

No friends or relatives, alone and vulnerable, just a Sequence Nine who mingles at the bottom of the Mystic Realm, seemed like the perfect target.

But unexpectedly, the man who had decided to strike today found that Morey had made the acquaintance of a strange Gentleman in black clothing.

The man temporarily abandoned his plan to attack, deciding to continue observing instead.

“If this guy is nothing special, I’ll kill him too… Shame the organization has been rushing me lately; I still have to meet that old fool later. The schedule is too tight, otherwise, I could wait longer.”

He thought to himself.

At that moment, the scene in the compact mirror changed.

The young man with the black hat took out a deck of cards and started shuffling them expertly.

“What is this guy doing?”

The man frowned.

In the mirror, the young man with the black hat selected three cards. The man leaned forward to see clearly what was on those three cards.

Suddenly.

The young man with the black hat looked up.

That calm face broke into a smile, as if he could see through the mirror, and said,

“Caught you.”

The man was startled and abruptly stood up.

“This is impossible!”

When he looked down at the compact mirror again, the Gentleman in black clothing had disappeared.

The man glanced around, and on the deserted rooftop, there was no one else but himself.

He stepped over the billboard and gazed into the block ahead but still did not see the young man with the black hat.

“Phew…”

The man exhaled, wiping the sweat from his forehead.

Then, he felt somewhat annoyed, sensing that he’d been played.

“Damn it, you just wait, I will definitely…”

Boom!

A gust of wind pressure struck.

The man abruptly looked up and saw a person hovering above him.

That familiar black hat and black tuxedo, with two pairs of colorful Scaled Wings vibrating rapidly on his back, and those calm eyes looking down at him.

“Definitely do what?”

The other asked.

“Damn it!!”

The man finally realized he’d indeed been found.

Without hesitation, he drew a long sword hidden underneath the billboard, leapt up, and slashed towards the strange young man in mid-air.

Whoosh—

Clang!

Chen Lun lightly maneuvered the Silver Staff in his hand, deflecting the long sword with ease, then smashed it down hard.

Bang!!

The man’s shoulder was struck, and he screamed as he fell back onto the rooftop.

With a loud crash, he broke some of the stone slabs.

Despite the excruciating pain of broken bones, he rolled over with his other good hand and a grotesque, fanged mouth appeared on his palm.

“A Gourmet?”

Chen Lun chuckled lightly.

Bang!

He swung his Silver Staff, smashing the mouth on the man’s palm, causing blood to spurt out.

The man screamed and retreated in rapid succession, looking at his mangled hand in disbelief.

Chen Lun flapped his wings and appeared in front of the man in an instant, piercing his staff straight through the man’s throat quicker than he could react.

Splat—!

The man’s eyes bulged, and the last image in his sight was that of the young man in the black hat smiling.

Clang!

Chen Lun pulled out his staff with a flick, splattering blood on the ground.

[Kill “Endbringer’s Cocoon” ordinary member Nel, gain 3,000 Experience Points!]

“Endbringer’s Cocoon…?”

Chen Lun’s brow furrowed slightly.

He searched his memory but found no impression of it.

“What organization is this, one I’ve never even heard of?”

Setting his curiosity aside for the moment, Chen Lun bent over and searched the body, finding a compact mirror, a red insect cocoon ornament the size of a fingertip, and two letters.