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I Killed an Academy Player Chapter 182: Contract (2)

Chapter 182: Contract (2)

The‍ freshman student of‌‌‍ Merkarva Academy, Rashid‍​ Ad Din Mustali,‌‍ was a descendant‌ of the clan‌‌⁠ of assassins called‍‌ Hassin. He was‌‍ the son of‍ the chief and‍‍‍ one of the​‍ peak assassins of‍‌‌ his generation.

However,‍ he did not⁠ like the darkness‍ looming inside his​⁠​ clan. He considered‍​ it unjust to‌⁠ live off of‍ assassinations, increasing infamy‌ by stealing other’s⁠ lives.

That‌ was why he‌ left.

Escaping‍​ from the lands⁠ of his ancestors,‍‍‌ he arrived at‌‌ Merkarva Academy but…​‍ in the end,​‌⁠ the pursuers of⁠⁠‌ his clan had‌ tracked him down‌ in a mere⁠ half a year.‍

『Come​​‌ to the Forest‌⁠‍ of Demons on⁠‌ the east of⁠⁠ the city. Otherwise,‍​ you will pay​‍‌ for your choice.』‌

It‍ was on summer‌⁠‍ holiday. Maybe it‌ was because he‌‍​ had been taking‌ too many missions‍⁠​ to earn money⁠‌ to compensate for‌ leaving the clan‌⁠⁠ empty-handed.

When​ he went to‌‌ the client after​‌⁠ a personally appointed​⁠‌ quest, what he​‍ found instead of‍ a mission was​‍ a short threat.​​ He lamented at⁠ the fact that‌​‌ they had found‌ him so soon.‌‍

It​‍ was only one‌ semester. He had​ been here for‍‌ a very short‍ amount of time‌‌​ but made many​‌ friends at the‍​‍ academy and became‌‌ attached to the​ party that he‍​ had joined to‍‍‌ hunt demonic beasts‍⁠⁠ together.

He‌​⁠ knew that his​​ clan wouldn’t hesitate‌​ to lay their​‌ hands on them.⁠‌

“…You’re‍ here.”

That‌‌ night, as soon‌⁠‌ as he set⁠ foot in the​ dark world of‍⁠ shadows inside the⁠‌ forest, they appeared‌⁠‍ out of nowhere‌⁠ like ghosts.

As​ if they wouldn’t‍‌ let him escape⁠‍ a second time,‌‍‌ dozens of assassins⁠​​ were here as⁠‍​ well as the‌​​ chief of the⁠‌ clan, his father.⁠⁠

“Father…”​‍‌

“How‍‍⁠ pathetic. Did you​‍‍ really think you​⁠ could live in‍ peace after betraying⁠​ the clan?”

“I…”‍

Was‍‌ the fact that⁠‍⁠ he wasn’t killing​‍ him immediately a sign of his⁠ fatherly love for‍‍ his son? Or⁠ was it simply‍⁠​ because he needed⁠⁠‍ a successor to‍⁠‍ the clan?

Whichever​​⁠ the case, Rashid‌ wasn’t fond of‍​⁠ this turn of⁠‌‌ events.

“Did‍‍ you bring all‌ the elites of​ the clan just‌⁠ to take me‌​‍ back?”

“Hmph.‍‌ Don’t be full​⁠ of yourself. It’s‌‍ for a mission.”​⁠

“This‌‍ many assassins for‍⁠⁠ a single mission?”‍‍

Didn’t‍ it cost thousands⁠‍⁠ of gold to⁠ hire tens of​ elite assassins at⁠⁠‍ once though?

“It‌​ is none of​ your business now‍ that you have⁠​⁠ betrayed the clan.”‍‍‍

Rashid’s‍⁠‌ father said after⁠​ tossing him a scimitar.

“You​⁠ have two choices‌ left. Either kill‌ yourself or return‍‌‌ to the clan.‌‌‍ I will forgive‌ you if you‍ decide to come‌⁠ back now.”

“…”‌⁠

So‍ this is the​​ end, huh?

Thinking⁠⁠‌ that, Rashid blankly⁠ gazed at the​⁠ trees above that⁠⁠ didn’t even let‌ him gaze at​‍⁠ the stars beyond.‍

『Honor.​‍ Devotion. Justice.』

Those⁠‌⁠ three words represent⁠​ a knight – he had come​‍‍ all the way‍ to Merkarva in​‍⁠ pursuit of those​ virtues. At the‌ Academy where he⁠⁠‌ ended up, Rashid‍​‌ faced a huge,‌‍ insurmountable wall in‌ the Hunting Grounds⁠‍‍ prac lesson.

『Not‌⁠ bad.』

He⁠ met a 2nd⁠​‌ year student, who⁠‍​ perfectly saw through‍​ his stealth, and‍⁠​ completely outclassed him​ from the front.​‌ Rashid was in⁠‌‌ despair, thinking how⁠‌ that was the⁠ standard of high-ranked⁠‌ knights of Markarva‍‍‌ Academy.

What‌ was fortunate for‌‍ him at the‍‍‌ very least, was​‌ that that particular‌‌⁠ senior was exceptionally‍‍​ stronger than the‍ rest.

『Since⁠‍ you are here​⁠ anyway, aim to‍ become a knight.‍‍ Rather than a sword that kills,‍⁠‌ go for a sword that protects.‍‌ That’s all knights‌⁠ are. If you​⁠ do that, you’ll​‍ be a solid⁠ knight yourself.』

It‌ was thanks to‌‌ the encouragement of​ such a strong‍‍‍ senior that Rashid​ was motivated to⁠​ achieve his goal.‍‌

He⁠​‌ was a slightly⁠⁠‌ strange person but‌ was extremely generous‌‌ and kind to‍‍‍ the freshmen so⁠ Rashid had a good impression of‍⁠ him just like​​​ everyone else. Plus,‍‍⁠ hearing about the‌‍ legendary epic tales‍ Korin wrote during⁠ his first year⁠ became the standard‍‍ of a true‍‌‍ knight.

Rashid⁠‌ wanted to be‍‍​ like him.

He‍ wanted to be‍ a real knight‌ just like him.⁠

Finishing⁠ his line of⁠ thought, Rashid picked​‌‌ up the scimitar⁠ that his father‌⁠⁠ threw in front⁠ of him. It​‍ wasn’t to kill‌ himself and instead…‍​

“A​ sword that helps​ and not kills.‍​​ Instead of killing,‌‌‌ I wish to​‍ focus on the​ path of saving‍ people.”

It’s‍‌ to stand proud‌‌⁠ for his convictions.​

“You⁠‌​ fool. You stupid⁠‌‍ fool…”

Perhaps‍‌​ he wasn’t as‍⁠⁠ emotionally dead as‍⁠​ Rashid had been‍ thinking. His father‌⁠​ closed his eyes‍​​ for a bit‌‌ before unsheathing his⁠ sword.

He⁠ knew that he‍ couldn’t stand a chance against his‌‍‌ father but that​‌‌ was fine. All‌ that mattered was​‌ that he remained​‍ true to himself.‍

His‌ final moments would⁠​​ be that of​ a knight instead⁠ of that of⁠‌⁠ an assassin.

It‍​ was a shame​⁠⁠ that no one‍ would know about‌ it but…

‘Senior⁠⁠ Korin. Thank you⁠‍‍ very much for‍​‍ the short yet⁠⁠​ important lessons you⁠⁠‌ have taught me.’⁠​

Thinking​ back on the​ senior who left​‌ a memorable impact‌‌‍ in his mind,⁠‍⁠ Rashid raised his‌ weapon and—

–Jiing…!‌

That⁠‌‌ was when a dimensional crack that​‍​ he remembered seeing​‍‌ in the Hunting⁠‍​ Grounds appeared before​⁠‍ his eyes. Soon,‍ a group started​⁠ to walk out‍ from the fissure.‍

“Junior​ Rashid. Long time​‌‌ no see.”

“S,​‌ senior? Chairman and‍​‌ Senior Professor?!”

Wearing‌ a strange piece‍⁠‌ of cloth around‍​​ his head with‍‍ a weird emblem,​‍​ the three of‍ them jumped onto‍ a tree (for⁠‌ some reason) and⁠⁠ gazed down at‌​ them.

“Oi,​​ you folks.”

At​ the center of‍ the crew was⁠ the senior whom​⁠⁠ he had been‌ thinking about until⁠⁠‍ then.

“Do‌​‍ you know why‍‌‌ we are strong?”​⁠‌

Korin⁠⁠‍ Lork was a great senior; a respectable knight and—‍​​

“It’s⁠⁠⁠ because we are​⁠ Rogue Ninjas— Uhk!‌⁠ Professor Josephine!?”

“You’re⁠ embarrassing us so​ please stop doing​‌ that.”

“Clara…⁠​ Why are you‍​ being so mean‍⁠ to Korin?”

“…What?”‌

““…””​​‍

—He‌‍‌ was a very⁠⁠ weird person.

***​⁠‌

It​​‌ didn’t take long‌⁠ for us to‍ neutralize every assassin‍​‍ of the Hassin⁠​ clan. I alone⁠ was honestly enough​‌ to deal with​‍​ them, and yet‍⁠ Master as well‌ as Lady Josephine,⁠‌ the Dimensional Witch,‌‍ were here so​‌‌ none of them‌​ were able to⁠ escape.

Frankly​⁠⁠ speaking, it was⁠⁠​ an unlucky matchup​‌​ for them.

The⁠​‍ chief of the‌ assassin clan, Sinnan,⁠‍​ was the boss‌‍ of Rashid’s character‍ scenario and was‌ at the level​​​ of a Grade​ 1 Knight, and‍​​ the rest were‌ all elites at‍ the level of​⁠ Grades 2 or‌‍ 3 at least.⁠

The​⁠‍ only problem was‌‍​ that they were‌‌ against three legendary‌ semi-Unique Grades.

“Fuu~.⁠‌​ Why bother trying‍​ to run away?​ I’m just trying⁠​ to make friends⁠ here.”

Throwing​​‌ away the cloth‍ around my head,​​​ I stood before‌⁠ the chief, Rashid’s​⁠ father, and the⁠‌‌ group of captured‌⁠ assassins.

“Mr.⁠ Sinnan Ib Salman‌⁠ Mustali. Hello, I am Rashid’s senior.”‌​⁠

“Kuhk…‌‌⁠ You brat.”

“This‌ here is the‌⁠ chairman of the‍⁠⁠ Academy, Miss Erin‌⁠ Danua, and this‍​ lady here is‌‍ Senior Professor Josephine⁠​​ Clara. Guys, you​‌‍ have to say‌ hello. We are⁠⁠‌ having a parent-teacher​⁠‍ interview right now.”‍

“Haa…”‌⁠‍

It‌‌ seemed that both​⁠ Master and Lady‍ Josephine were a bit too old‌ to understand my⁠⁠‌ humorous talks.

“Let’s‌‍​ go straight to‌‌ the topic then.​⁠​ Give up on⁠‍‌ Rashid. Having a meddlesome parent is⁠ not good for‌​​ the child’s future,​‌ okay?”

“I⁠‍ refuse…!”

“One‌​‌ letter from me​​‌ and the elite⁠ swordsmen of the​ Arden Family will​‍ attack your cave.‌⁠‌ You know the​​ Sword Master, yeah?⁠⁠ Lunia Arden?”

“There‍ is no way‍ you know where⁠‌⁠ our village is…!”‍‌⁠

“Rashid.‍⁠ You’ll tell us​⁠‍ right?”

I turned to Rashid‌ who had a blank look on​‌​ his face. After​ looking back and‍⁠ forth between me‌‍ and his father,​⁠​ he slowly gave​⁠‍ a nod.

“If​‌​ you are going⁠‌ to do it,⁠ you have to‌‌‍ do it thoroughly,”‍‍ he even added.‍‌

“All​​⁠ their elites are‍‌⁠ here anyway. Getting⁠​ rid of an​‌‌ empty shell of‌⁠ a village is‍‍ just a matter⁠‍​ of time.”

“You…!‍⁠ How dare you⁠‌‌ do this to⁠ your village!”

“A‍ father coming to‌‍‍ kill his son‌ and a son‍⁠ selling his father​​‍ away… What a beautiful sight to‍ behold.”

This‌‍ was how the​‍ character scenario of‍ Rashid Ad Din‌‌ Mustali always went.‌‍ It was a very unfamillial story.⁠‌

“What’s‌ your answer?”

“…Alright.‍‌ I will let‍ Rashid go.”

“You‍ say that, but​‌‌ I don’t trust⁠‌‍ ya.”

You‍ couldn’t trust a group of assassins;‌​​ they certainly wouldn’t‍​ yield from just⁠ a threat.

“Now.‍​​ Time to accept‍​ your mission.”

“Mission?⁠ Are you asking​⁠​ us for a mission after capturing‌ us?”

“I⁠⁠ already paid the​⁠‍ deposit, haven’t I?‌‍‍ Enough to employ​‍⁠ all 35 elite​⁠‌ assassins of the​‌ clan.”

“What?”‍‌

“What​​ was that?”

Both‌‍⁠ the father and​ the son widened​‌ their eyes in⁠⁠⁠ shock.

“I‌ paid the deposit⁠ through a secret⁠ account. Plus, I told you where‌‍ your son was.‌‌ Remember that?”

“…”⁠‍

“…”​

I could hear their‌​ brains working hard​ to make sense‌‍ of what I said. Soon, the‍‍‍ two of them‍‍ finally understood how⁠​‌ they ended up⁠‍ coming here.

““You‍‍ son of a bitch…!””

Thanks‍‍ for the compliment~.⁠‌​

『Rashid​ Ad Din Mustali』‍⁠

※ Difficulty: C

※ Reward: Even distribution​‍ of 40 points‍‌

To‌‌ be fair, I was just trying⁠‍​ to save my​‍ junior ahead of​ time, okay?

………⁠‌‌

……​

What‌​ I did wasn’t‌​ anything complex.

I gave a large‌‌ deposit through the⁠ Hassin clan’s contacts⁠‍‍ and at the​ same time, told‌​ them that Rashid⁠ was currently attending⁠‌ Merkarva Academy.

They‍‍ were going to​‌ find out about‌ him going to⁠​​ the Academy sooner​‌​ or later anyway,⁠ so all I did was make‍‍⁠ that happen ahead​‌ of schedule.

Sinnan’s‌‍ goal would have‌⁠⁠ been to meet​ me for the‍‍​ mission and take​‌​ Rashid back while​ he was at‌ it. He probably⁠​ also came here‌ ahead of time‍​ to check if⁠‌‍ it was a trap but that‍‍ clearly wasn’t enough.‌‌

“So‌​‌ don’t touch Rashid,​‍ and now it’s‌​ time to listen‍ to my mission.”⁠‌‍

“Do​​​ you think we‌‌ will listen to‌ your—”

“By​ the way, the‌⁠ reward for a successful job at‌ the mission is​ 4,000 gold, and​‌ a clean job⁠ at it would‍​‌ be 2,000 more​ gold.”

“…What‍​ is the content‌ of this mission,​ Employer?”

Money.​⁠

Money​​ was the solution​‍ to many conflicts.‍‍

Naturally,⁠​ I didn’t have‍ that much money​ to spare but‌‍​ I had gotten​ it confirmed by‍ Marie beforehand.

『You‌ need a few​ thousand gold? Korin,​ you don’t have‌ to ask me‌‍⁠ for an amount⁠‍ like that. I will give you​‍ a few blank‍‌⁠ cheques so use⁠​ them as you‌‌ see fit!』

This​​‌ was why Marie​‍‌ Dunareff was the⁠ boss of the⁠‌ 1st Arc and​‌‌ not a party‍‍‍ member. If Marie⁠‌ was on your‌ team… there would​​‍ have been absolutely‍‍‌ no need for‍​ the player to‌‍ go around earning‌‍⁠ money.

Renting​ out the infamous⁠‌ Hassin clan didn’t⁠‍​ even cost as‍⁠​ much as the​‌ amount Marie earned​ in a single‍‍ month…

Haa.​ Ah, the unfairness‌‌⁠ of life!

“…What‍⁠‌ are you planning​‍‌ to do by⁠ hiring our entire‍⁠‌ clan?”

“Well,​‌⁠ a poisonous sword‍‌‍ can still be​​‌ used for good.”⁠

Rashid⁠​​ appeared to be‍​​ in turmoil from​ his complex emotions.​‌‍

“I⁠‍‌ don’t think hiring‍⁠⁠ assassins is what‍ a righteous knight​⁠ would do.”

“Technically,⁠ I didn’t hire⁠‌‍ them for assassination.”‍‍

“…Then‍⁠ what?”

“Just‍ to kidnap a few people. They⁠ love to hide​‍‍ so it’s a bit difficult for‍‌ me to go⁠ myself.”

Money,‍ information, and justification.‌

With‍‍ all three of‌ them in hand,⁠​ there was nothing‌‌ that could possibly‍⁠ stop me.

“Umm,​⁠​ even if it’s​⁠ not assassination, isn’t‌‌ kidnapping still against‌⁠​ chivalry?”

“You‍ need to learn‍ how to gloss‌ over things! Sometimes‍ we all need​ to do what⁠ we gotta do!​⁠ A young man‌ like yourself should‍⁠​ be more flexible​‍​ with these things!”‌‌

“…”⁠‍

***‍‍‌

The‌​ long holiday soon‌‍ came to an​‍ end.

I spent quite some‍ time throwing the‌‍ baits around, so‍‍‌ all I had‍⁠‍ to do now‌⁠ was wait until‍‌⁠ the Union at‍ Dana Shee reached⁠‌‍ out to me.​‌⁠

The⁠‌‍ question was how​​‌ fast Miruam would​‍​ start making her‌‌⁠ moves and… things⁠ were so different‍⁠‍ from the last‍​ iteration, that I couldn’t say for​‌​ sure how everything​‍​ was going to⁠⁠ go.

In⁠‍⁠ any case, I had set my‌‍‌ preparations in case⁠ things were to⁠ happen any time⁠ soon. The only​⁠‌ thing left for⁠⁠ me to do‌ was…

“K,‍ Korin… It’s my‌ first time seeing⁠‍⁠ something like this.”‍‌

“Fuu…​ Am I trembling‍‌‌ right now?”

“Hehe…”‍‌

Marie‍‌​ and I couldn’t‍‍⁠ hide our bliss‌⁠‍ at the face​‍ of the miracle​ in front of​​‍ our eyes.

『Korean‍ Ginseng』

It‍‌ was one of⁠​‌ the elixirs I farmed at the⁠‍‍ ❰Prohibited Forest❱ during‌⁠​ the war against​ the Tower of‍​ Mages. Most of‌‍‌ the elixirs I gave already to‍ the girls, but⁠⁠ this was something⁠‌⁠ I had to⁠‌ take for myself.​

The⁠‍‍ 10,000-year-old ginseng, with‍‌​ a very very‌ low drop chance‍ in the repeat‍‌ quest of the​ ❰Prohibited Forest❱ – was a 10,000-year-old‌‌⁠ herb which even⁠ the gods would⁠‍ cherish as a treasure.

“K,​‌ Korin… Are you​⁠‍ really going to⁠ eat this? Shouldn’t​ we… leave this⁠⁠ for generations to​‌ come?”

The‌‍​ graceful beauty of​​ the Korean Ginseng⁠‍‍ contained a miraculous​‌‍ aura that even‍ flustered Marie, the‍ imperial princess of⁠‌ the Potato Empire.⁠⁠ Anyone could see‌⁠​ just how much‌ of a treasure⁠⁠‍ this was.

“Senior.⁠ There’s a saying‍⁠ that things can⁠ become useless if‍ you do nothing​⁠ but save it​‌ for the future.”‌‌

“Ugh.⁠ It’ll be good⁠ for you so…‌‌⁠ I will try​‌ to make it.”‍‍

“Ah,⁠⁠ sorry I think‍ you misunderstood something.⁠ We need someone‌ else’s help to​⁠ refine this herb.”​​‌

“Huh?‌ Ah…! So that’s‍⁠⁠ why you wanted⁠‌‍ me to call​ Daesik!”

“Exactly.”‍⁠​

Marie‌‌ immediately pulled out‍​ a ghoul from​⁠ her shadow.

“Huahk…!​ W, where is‍ this?”

An⁠⁠‌ old mage with​ green hair and‌ a braided beard‌​⁠ sprouted out of‍‍​ her shadow. He‍ was one of​⁠‍ the elders who‌​ used to reign​‌ supreme at the‍⁠ Tower of Mages,‌‍ but now he‌‍ was nothing but‌‍ one of the​‌​ many dirty prisoners.‍​⁠

“Elder​‌⁠ Dreryan… I mean,⁠‍ Mr. Daesik. Long‍⁠ time no see.”‍⁠

“Y,‍ you are that‍ bastard…!”

Daesik,‍‍‍ the previous elder⁠​ of the Green‌​ Cult, shouted out‍‍ loud while pointing‍ his finger at⁠⁠ me. He then‌ unconsciously turned around​ to find Marie,⁠ before immediately getting​⁠ on his knees⁠ in fright.

“M,⁠⁠ Master…!”

“Hello​‌ Daesik.”

We‌‍ captured more than‍‌ 400 mages from‌ the Tower as‍‍⁠ our captives. Most​​‌ of them were‍‌‌ turned into ghouls⁠⁠ and were sent‌⁠‌ to the salt​ mines for punishment‌⁠ as Marie’s slaves.‌

Some​⁠‍ of the government‍⁠ officials were against‌​⁠ us taking so⁠​ many mages for​‌⁠ ourselves, but the‌ royal court had​ permitted an unlimited⁠ plunder of the​⁠ Tower of Mages‌‌ to save the‍​ Saintess and had⁠ no justification to‍‍ stop us.

“Mr.‌‍ Daesik? Do you​​ know what this​‍⁠ is?”

“W,⁠ wait! That’s…!”

His​‌​ eyes, which had‌‌​ already been in⁠ circles, widened so⁠‌ much that his⁠​ eyeballs might pop‌​​ out of his‍‌‍ eyes.

That⁠‍ might be nothing⁠ unusual because the​‍‌ Korean Ginseng was⁠​ a heavenly treasure⁠ that he barely​‍⁠ managed to bring⁠​ in by using⁠ 10 years’ worth‍ of the Green‌⁠⁠ Cult’s annual budget.‌​ He even took‌ care of it⁠​⁠ personally and used⁠ a Unique Grade‌‌‌ demonic spirit as‌​​ its guardian, which‍ proved just how​⁠ invested he was‌​‍ in this treasure.‍

Of‌ course, a spirit‌‍ couldn’t do anything‍‍ to me so​​ it was the‌ easiest farm of​⁠‍ my life.

“H,⁠‍‍ how is this‍​ in your hands…!?”⁠

“Daesik?​‌ That’s not a very polite way‍​⁠ to ask a question, is it?”‌‍

“Huikk…!⁠⁠⁠ M, my apologies,⁠ Master!”

He‍ immediately got onto‍‍ the floor on‌‌‍ his knees. What‍ in the world​​⁠ did he go​‍⁠ through to be​⁠ like this?

“Anyway,‍ you need to‌​ refine these into⁠‌ an elixir for‍‍⁠ us. I can‌ tell you the‍⁠​ recipe so all​ you have to‍ do is follow‌⁠‌ it through.”

“A,⁠​ ahhh…”

Daesik,‍‍ who used to⁠ treasure the herbs⁠‍⁠ of the ❰Prohibited‍ Forest❱ appeared like⁠‌ a soulless corpse.‌⁠⁠

This​⁠‌ wasn’t good! If​‍⁠ he was this‍⁠​ blank-minded, he might‍​ make mistakes in‌ the process so‍ I decided to‌ cheer him up.‍‍

“Mr.​​ Daesik. You’re not‍​‍ thinking that this‌‍⁠ was the only‍‍ herb I picked⁠‍‍ up from the⁠⁠‍ ❰Prohibited Forest❱ right?‌ I also picked⁠ up Jade Honey,‍‌​ Azerite Water, and…”‍

“Grrkk…!”⁠‍​

His‌‌​ previously blank eyes​‍ regained their light‍ as he glared‌‌ daggers at me.‌‍ This time, his​​‍ eyes were burning‌‍ in flames of‌​‌ hatred and fury.​

Right.​​​ Anger! Anger is⁠​⁠ a good driving⁠‍ force. Light your⁠‌​ body up with‌⁠⁠ that fury, o avenger!

“Daesik.”⁠‌

I threw more firewood‌‌‌ into his burning‍⁠⁠ flame of hatred.​⁠‍

“Thanks‍ for looking after​⁠ my herbs.”

“Kuhak…!”‍

He‍​‍ threw up blood‌‍‍ and fell on⁠ the spot.

Umm…⁠‌ maybe that was‌​⁠ a bit over⁠‌ the top?

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  • HaydenZeMan
    VIP Qi Refinement
    5 days ago

    I’m very glad Korin is a MC capable of enough evil to do true good, much more interesting to read about than a goody two-shoes that can do no wrong

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