Limitless The Strongest Revenant

Chapter 135: Only ten rounds [2/2]

Yvonne made a pleading gesture as she exposed the miserable state of her guild, and the women behind her followed suit.

'She really is like a child, despite her intelligence she remains careless and doesn't have much experience in dealing with clever people,' I analyzed.

It wasn't as if I was extremely short of money, and I was sure I could get it back anyway, so I didn't care personally. Besides, every blessed round I gained didn't really disappear after I used it.

Those ten bullets would stay with me forever until I removed them from my {Auto}. Therefore, as far as I was concerned, the return on these bullets was guaranteed.

With nothing more to say, I took my GRI and scanned the QR code. Before I could even begin to pay them, Aira volunteered to do so on my behalf.

[My Lord, would you like me to facilitate the payment? It would only take two seconds.]

Unable to contain my smile, I welcomed Aira's assistance as I thanked her.

"Please do, Aira. And thank you."

I then heard gasps and cries of joy from Golden Wick as I looked up to see one of their members putting her hands over her mouth as she cried tears. The girl was staring at her phone, seemingly overwhelmed by what she saw.

"It's here. Sixteen thousand souls! Girls! We are saved!"

"YES!!!!"

"WAHOOOO!!!!!"

"Thank goodness!"

"Yvonne-unnie! You are a genius!"

They were all hugging and celebrating from receiving their payment. Yvonne, who saw me laughing at their reactions, gestured to her guildmates with her eyes.

The next moment, Golden Wick showed impressive synchronization as they all formed a line and bowed to me.

"Patron Limitless! We will never forget this! Thank you for choosing Golden Wick! May your fate end the darkness!"

I nodded and left the room after taking back the unblessed rounds. I also updated my {Auto} to include the new blessed bullets in my armory.

Since Phillip had told me to just call him after my first siren, that meant their conversations would take a while.

Looking at my watch, more than an hour of discussion had already passed. Remembering the scene I saw earlier with Phillip, I wondered how the gamblers would react to my tardiness.

Knowing how many people were desperately waiting for me, I couldn't suppress my curiosity. As I walked out of the production building, I found myself heading for the Annihilation ranking boards.

"IT'S BEEN OVER AN HOUR! WHERE THE HELL IS HE?"

"Shit! Sacred Edge is already two hundred points ahead!"

"Oy Daniel! Are you sure Limitless is fighting today? I will lose out on the pool if Sacred Edge is the one who wins tonight!"

"You scammed me, didn't you? Info broker my ass!"

"Wait! I got the tip from the Limit Royalty! Those people should know best, right?"

"Calm down! Let's just wait! There are still seven hours!"

[My Lord, the reapers here seem to have lost their minds]

"Ignore them. Anyway, my limbs are sore from all the stupidity we had to do. Aira, shall we begin our hunt?"

[At your command, my lord. What priority shall I search for?]

When I heard Aira's question, I remembered what Zach told me this morning.

'They are all Reapers who have turned their backs on the battlefront. They are all traitors. One of the most important directives of the mercenaries was to ignore the dirge sirens in their zones.'

"Aira, were you aware of the Mercenary directive to ignore the dirge sirens of traitors?"

[Yes, my lord. Those classified as traitors have a unique signature added to their Dirge Sirens].

"And yet I was told that every single zone I visited yesterday was that of a traitor. Did you deliberately choose such?"

[No, My lord, I did not. I based my selection on your requirements. My Lord personally chose zone 1063-2 (Lone House), which was under Hach Holzfäller. I tried to understand why you would choose that zone in the first place, and used that as my criteria].

'Eh? I chose the Lone House because it was the very first P5 Siren I came across. What did Aira get out of my choice?'

"What kind of criteria did you use?" I asked in curiosity.

[Zone 1063-2 had a danger rating of over 72 out of 100. Had no other mercenaries in it. And had no restrictions on equipment. Using these three criteria, I selected the most dangerous zones without prior reinforcements].

'Well fuck, no wonder none of the battles were easy. And what the hell was a danger rating? Was it explained in the orientation? But do I even need to know?'

[My Lord? Did you not like my selection? If you tell me what kind of battles you want to undertake, I could change my search criteria to reflect them accordingly].

"It's fine, Aira, your guesses were in line with what I wanted. Taking easy battles is useless if I want to become stronger. But right now, I need souls more than experience. Find me the P5 Siren with the most enemies."

[Understood, my Lord. I found a P5 Siren with a Danger Rating of 58. The detected enemies are over 700 Rank F.]

"Is that all? There are no rank E's or D's?"

[No, my lord, for the most part, it is rare for Rank E's and D's to appear even on higher floors. Usually, the main danger on floors before floor 10 is large numbers of undead].

"..."

Zach, said the zones I defended all belonged to traitors. And all of them without exception had at least one rank E on them. Feeling my anger rising I calmed my mind and focused on the task at hand.

"This zone is fine, Aira. I still need to see what your new drone can do."

[Understood my Lord, a new zone has been chosen, please state your intent]

{Reaper NA20230799-FRM, Limitless reporting for combat.}

A ray of light fell on my position, surprising the Reapers around the Annihilation Ranking Board. If these people knew that I was the one they were all waiting for, I wonder how they would all react.

With that final thought, my body dissolved into light as I was teleported to a zone in need of assistance.