Requiem Of A Failed Hero

Chapter 342 Quite Greedy (2)

Chapter 342 Quite Greedy (2)

Raith's gaze over him created a tension that made it seem like a boulder was going to crush on him the moment he looked up.

He blamed and hated himself for bringing his phone along with him. Remembering that he had gotten a nudge not to take it with him to prevent it from getting damaged during the fight.

It was not damage but this damage to his financial life would never be recovered from. It had taken him years of hardworking, hunting monsters relentless, and even though he was quite the lavish spender, he had somehow managed to save six hundred million dollars.

His plan was to go out of the country for vacation and enjoy himself a little, he also had to send a hundred million dollars to his daughter, and with that, she would stop avoiding his calls, at least for a while.

As he typed the amount on his account down to the last digit, he watched all those planes fade into dust. He cried inwardly but dared not to make even the tiniest of sounds with Raith standing above him and tightly gripping his hair.

After a while, he was done. He had transferred all the money in his account as demanded by Raith.

Raith smiled richly.

"Alright. No need to make an issue out of this okay? You see. You tried to kill me right? So why am I looking like a bad person for collecting your money when you tried to rob me of my life."

The assassin bowed and nodded.

"Yes sir. I understand, I am very grateful that you decided to spare me because of this..."

Raith raised a brow.

"Who said I decided to spare you though?"

"Sir?"

The assassin widened his eyes.

"What? I never mentioned such to you. Did I?"

"No sir!" Be responded and bowed his head. Under his lips, he continued cautiously, "...I just thought that since..."

"You thought that since I was collecting money from you it would be enough to spare you from the sin of trying to kill me?"

"No sir..."

"Then what exactly is it you were thinking? Do you think my life is worth six hundred million? I am a catastrophe-ranked hunter, let's put aside that you decided to forget that fact and still attacked me. My life is worth much more than that of thousands of hunters don't you think?"

"Exactly sir." He responded humbly, with a bow.

"And so, should six hundred million dollars ever be enough prize to pay for daring to kill a catastrophe-ranked hunter?"

"No sir! It is not, I have made a grave mistake! Please forgive me!!" He shouted, slamming his head to the ground before Raith.

'I will endure this and beg for my life. If I should manage to get out of this situation, just watch how I'll cause your downfall. I will ruin you before the public'

Raith let out a pitiful sigh, he shook his head afterward. He released his grip on the black sword and it immediately dissipated into black dust and disappeared.

He bent down and lifted the man's face with a touch on his jaw.

Lifting his face, Raith removed the mask covering the lower part of his face.

"Hey! I would like to try something on you is that totally okay?"

"Yes..." He mumbled, his voice shivering like intense cold had gripped his teeth.

"Alright"

Raith wore a fine smile as he nodded and touched the man's face.

[Notice. Do you want to use skill GREED, sub-skill: Greed Grasp]

'Yes'

[All valuable items and life forms including the target's life force would be transferred to you]

In the next couple of seconds, Raith's eyes shook as he saw what happened.

He began to feel a torrent of energy seeping into his body, making him stronger, the feeling was vivid as if its strength itself was being wrapped around his muscles, modifying them even further than before.

Beyond his hand, on the guy's face was a slight golden glow shining and going dim at intervals–until the man's face began to dry off, his veins were ridden of blood and became torrid.

As Raith removed his hand, the assassin's body fell to the ground. His body which was full of flesh and blood a moment ago had become withered, almost decaying. His fine black hair was white and scanty on his rotting head. He had lost his skin tone and was barely alive.

He managed to speak but could not be heard, only letting out a low groan, his eyes almost lifeless found no strength to stay open and slowly went dim.

Raith was overwhelmed with fear as he saw what he had just done with a sub-skill of his ultimate skill as a ruler.

It made him wonder about the terrible things he would be able to do. Because [Greed] had a lot of subskills and he had not even begun to scratch the surface.

This brought him to understand the true might of a ruler. To be able to steal a person's properties and life force just with a touch has never been something he thought he would be capable of.

'I wonder what it is that was stolen? Cars? Houses?'

Raith had a feeling it would not be any of these things. Omnisavant had strictly said items, but he was still very curious.

'Omnisavant.'

[Yes?]

'The stolen items were are they?'

It was burdening that he had to speak directly with his mind, for a moment Raith wished Omnisavant could just pick up his thought pattern and answer him based on it.

[After analyzing the dark sea. I have been able to put it to proper use]

'Okay? So the stolen items are in the dark sea?'

[Yes. Do you want to see my complete analysis of the dark sea¿]

Raith sensed the little jump in her tone, pointing that she was happy and excited about the results, so he answered her not making it obvious that he noticed how happy she sounded.

'Yes... tell me'