Chapter 36

Life-changing? If it is so life-changing, why dont you do it? He then stared at Scar. Why dont your pro friends play those rare cla.s.ses if its so awesome instead of shoving it down our throats in exchange for a position in your guild, that is . . . let me guess, an errand boys position until we evolved into a Necrolyt and Chrono Mage. And if that didnt happen, we would remain into an errand boy forever, right?

Mike and Sayas jaws drop.

Scars eyelid twitched.

Leonel choked on his drink.

When no one answered, Ren continued with a smirk. Because Ill tell you why. Even if you know about the rare cla.s.ses because of the Beta Testers guide, you arent sure if you could evolve into those cla.s.ses.

Whats more, the strain of quests you must complete to make that happen is time-consuming compared to the generic cla.s.ses that youre one hundred percent sure youll advance.

You just couldnt take that risk, especially if you belong in a guild where guild wars, dungeon raids, and boss fights happen at a moments notice. You couldnt afford to wait for a cla.s.sless Mage and lag behind from the others, or your prestige will drop.

Ren crossed his legs and smirked. However, all your problems will be solved if some ignorant newbies were up for the job. They would take all the risks for you while you rip all the benefits. If they did evolve their cla.s.s, then good for you.

However, if they cant evolve their cla.s.s, then they would remain at the bottom as errand boys with a c.r.a.ppy contract.

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Everyone was stunned at Rens remarks.

Leonel and the others had indeed known Ren as ruthless when it came to his arguments, but he was so soft when it came to them. Soft enough that he wouldnt even say a word of protest. He would just nod his head before as long as he would benefit from the deal, no matter how small, all for the sake of his friends.

What happened overnight that he suddenly changed, and he treated them like he was treating strangers?

Ren you . . . Mike didnt know what to say. Ren usually followed his orders without question. Whats gotten into him that he was all antagonistic today? Did he wake up on the wrong side of the bed?

Ren, dont you think youre being too mean? Saya chimed in with a pitiful voice and downcast face.

Mike was inwardly feeling happy. He knew that Ren couldnt possibly let down Saya like that. He would come around for her and would definitely try to console her into compromising instead.

However, things were just not going with Mikes plan when Ren stifled a laugh and said, Mean?

Im being mean when your boyfriend was the one who brought some stranger into our supposed to be only friends reunion without informing us. Then he wanted us to change our race and cla.s.s so that he could enter into a guild at our expense.

Ren slightly shook his head with a fake smile on his lips. Tell me. Did you really treat us like real friends or just your errand boys that you can casually boss around?

Mike was speechless while Saya caught her tongue. It was the first time that Ren was so harsh on her. Was the man really Ren or some kind of imposter.

The Ren they knew would never say something like that, especially to her.

Ren changed his crossing leg from one foot to another and intertwined his fingers.

Anyway, if you want to enter this guild, then be my guest. I wont stop you . . . just dont force us to change our cla.s.s and take the challenge yourselves for once.

Ren! Mike didnt know what to say. Ren wasnt this difficult before, and when he suddenly did, he didnt know what to do. He never expected Ren to strongly disagree with him, so he was caught entirely off guard.

Saya got out of her daze and clapped her hands together to disperse the heavy atmosphere that settled between them.

W-why dont we eat first? Im sure Ren is just hungry, and he would be in a better mood later when his stomach is full. Saya released an awkward laugh, but no one smiled, nor did the heavy atmosphere cleared.

Rens eyelid twitched, and Saya clamped her mouth shut.

Ren could be so intimidating with his cold eyes and indifferent face.

Saya looked the other way to escape Rens scrutinizing gaze and pretended to drink her empty gla.s.s of water.

Ren silently released a breath. Saya was always like that. She would always take Mikes side. Even if he was wrong.

A good thing that he was long over her. The only good thing that came out of her betrayal was him losing all feelings towards her.

So even if Saya went on her knees and begged with all the tears she had, Ren would still ignore her.

Whether Im hungry or not, my decision is final. Ren rested his back on his seat and tilted his head to the side. Rather, if you really wanted to join his guild, then why dont the two of you take up the role since you two havent entered the game yet?

Ren . . . y-you . . . Mike was annoyed, and his lips were twisting at the side. Then he faced Leonel when he couldnt get Ren to his side. Leo, put some sense into his head. He couldnt see it now, but his future is riding on this.

Ren stifled a laugh. My future? You mean your future.

Ren then ignored Mike and Sayas gaping mouths and looked at Leonel, whose face was sweating buckets. What about you, Leo? How do you really feel?

Leonel was s.h.i.+fting his head between Ren, Mike, and Saya. He was getting dizzy from all this back and forth, and his brain was hurting that nothing was coming into his mind. He was really on edge and wanted to cry from his current predicament. Why cant just everyone play the game however they want?

Or like normal teenagers who just wanted to enjoy the game and not think about guilds, money, and complicated stuff like the future.

It was meant to be played to escape the real-life stress. Not adding to it.

Since when did games became so complicated?

Leonel! Mike urged.

Leonel . . . , Saya implored.

Leo . . . , muttered Ren in a soft voice. He closed his eyes before opening them with a smile. Just say what you truly desire.

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I . . . Leonel looked at every nook and cranny that he could lay his eyes and mind to rest before he stared down at his fidgeting hands. He enclosed his fingers together, breath shaky as he said, I . . .