I’m a Rookie, but I’m an Experienced Professional - Chapter 103

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Chapter 103

What kind of absurd nonsense is this now?

The System let out a deep sigh as if truly regretful and continued speaking.

“Because of that, both of them obtained abilities close to curses and are suffering… It’s truly pitiful.”

Abilities close to curses.

I wasn’t sure about Raellion, but I had a guess about Callix.

“By any chance, is the ability close to a curse that Callix obtained regression?”

“Oh my, you know about it?”

I thought it might be, but now it was confirmed.

Now I understood it all.

So that’s why Callix Crowbell had those eyes whenever he looked at Anabella.

“If you don’t save this world, they will continue to suffer.”

The System, as if sensing this was the moment, grabbed at my sleeve and pleaded.

“So please, help us.”

Instead of answering, I frowned. I understood the System’s pitiful situation, but that didn’t make the impossible possible.

However, the reason I couldn’t firmly say I couldn’t do it like before was because the five people brought previously couldn’t even last half a year.

From the circumstances, it seemed like all those people had died.

In fact, the Crowbell Noblewoman, who was Callix Crowbell’s mother, also passed away not long after giving birth to him.

“If I refuse to do it, what happens to me?”

I asked to confirm if my guess was correct. The System hesitated for a moment, then answered carefully.

“Then you’ll die just like the previous people. This world will end too.”

“In other words, I don’t really have any choice.”

I scowled deeply and pressed my furrowed brow.

“You’ll do it… right?”

The System asked carefully while watching my expression.

“I’ll have to try.”

When the alternative is death, what choice do I have?

Even if I was going to die, I had to at least struggle.

“But I have several conditions.”

“Se-several conditions?”

“Why? Don’t like it?”

When I narrowed my eyes, the creature shook its head so vigorously it could have blown away straw.

“No! I’ll do everything I can! What are the conditions?”

“First, stop with the weird Quests. From now on, I’ll move according to my own will.”

I was sick and tired of being forced to do things I didn’t want to do because of Quests.

“For the same reason, don’t involve me with Callix Crowbell anymore. And don’t even think about involving me with Raellion either.”

“I can do that, but then you won’t be able to collect points.”

“I was planning to eliminate the point system anyway. Provide items without any conditions, whenever I need them.”

“Ah, that… seems difficult.”

The System scratched its head as if very troubled.

“Providing something without any compensation goes against the rules of this world. I must receive compensation, even if it’s something small.”

Who made such useless rules? I clicked my tongue inwardly.

“Then make it so I can choose Quests instead of being forced to do them. Get rid of surprise Quests too.”

Oh, I need to mention this too.

“Also give me a 90 percent discount on items in the shop.”

“…90 percent seems a bit unconscionable.”

“What did you just say?”

“Ah, no! Nothing at all! I’ll do as you said!”

I thought I heard something strange, but since it agreed to my conditions, I decided to let it slide.

“And from now on, when I call you, appear immediately. If you delay like before, you won’t even get scraps.”

“I’ll try my best, but depending on the situation…”

I didn’t like how it kept making excuses, so I glared at it.

Then the System quickly bowed its head and answered loudly, “I’ll work hard!”

Now we’re finally getting somewhere.

“One more thing.”

“There’s more?”

“This is just out of curiosity, so just answer.”

Looking at the System that was almost in tears, I asked calmly.

“What are my chances of winning?”

A moment of silence followed. The pattern carved on the straw doll’s chest flickered precariously with static.

“Right now, about 10 percent.”

What? I thought it wouldn’t even be 1 percent, but it’s higher than expected.

“If I raise that influence thing, my chances of winning will increase too, right?”

“Of course.”

“Really?”

Then shall I give it a try?

No, to survive, I absolutely had to do it.

“Now explain specifically how I can raise my influence.”

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Belhame Nobleman’s Office.

“You decided to keep that priest in Belheim permanently? Are you joking?”

When Raellion asked in shock, Callix picked up his teacup and replied indifferently.

“Do I look idle enough to exchange such trivial jokes with you?”

“If it’s not a joke, that seems like an even bigger problem?”

Raellion continued with a bewildered expression.

“I didn’t understand bringing that woman back to Belheim in the first place, but now you want to keep her here permanently. What exactly are you thinking? Don’t tell me you’re planning to antagonize the temple over just one priest?”

Callix said nothing and put a cigar in his mouth. It was a silent indication that he didn’t want to answer.

“Could it be that you… have fallen for that priest?”

At the following question, Callix’s hand that was about to light the cigar paused.

When his expression turned menacingly distorted, Raellion looked disgusted and raised both hands to shoulder height.

“Sorry, sorry! I said something crazy for a moment. You liking a woman would be like the sun rising in the west. It’s impossible. Yeah, of course it is.”

Raellion apologized while muttering to himself. Callix ignored him and lit the end of his cigar.

“Then why are you trying to keep that priest in Belheim and protect her, even if it means antagonizing the temple?”

Because Anabella Rizeren, that woman, must not die.

Instead of words he couldn’t bring himself to say aloud, Callix exhaled white smoke.

Of course, that wasn’t everything.

The reason Eileen was struggling to save Anabella, even telling obvious lies.

And he was curious about why the temple was so desperate to take that child away.

Of course, what he was most curious about was how this life would end.

“Why aren’t you answering?”

When Raellion urged him to answer quickly, Callix roughly stubbed out the cigar he had barely taken a puff of in the ashtray.

“What about you?”

And he asked him back.

“Why did you help that woman?”

“Well, because Eileen asked me to help. No, rather than that, why are you deflecting? What’s the real reason you’re keeping that priest here?”

“Same for me.”

Callix replied in a dry voice.

“Because that woman asked me to.”

“You expect me to believe that?”

Callix Crowbell, who would ruthlessly eliminate even friends if there was no benefit to him, would risk antagonizing the temple just because of a subordinate’s request?

Raellion asked in disbelief, but Callix waved his hand dismissively as if it wasn’t worth responding to anymore.

“I’ll handle my own problems, so stop asking and tell me what you’re here for. Why did you come to Belheim?”

“The collar I gave Eileen broke, so I was worried something might have happened and came to check.”

“What unnecessary worry.”

“Oh, does that mean you don’t need a new collar?”

When Callix closed his mouth, Raellion chuckled softly.

“I’ll make you a collar that’s sturdier and performs better than before, but in exchange, just grant me one favor.”

“What favor?”

“Hide me in Belheim for a while.”

Not ‘let me stay’ but ‘hide me.’

Callix’s eyebrows twitched slightly.

“Did you cause some trouble?”

“Trouble? What do you take me for, a child?”

Raellion waved his hands as if wronged, then clasped his hands behind his head and sank deep into the sofa backrest.

“The Royal Court keeps pestering me to make anti-monster tools since they’re planning monster extermination next year. So I want to play dead and hide for a while.”

There was no reason he couldn’t grant such a request.

Callix nodded, meaning he could do as he pleased.

“But you, are you going on monster extermination again this time?”

The moment he heard Raellion’s question, horrific remnants from his previous life poured down like a waterfall across Callix’s retina.

The fishy smell of monster blood, endless screams, and memories of being thrust into deeper hell the more he struggled to escape that nightmare.

The more he tried to avoid it, the more cruelly fate tightened its grip on him.

What he had learned within the cycle of regression was nothing but despair deeper than death.

Callix’s eyes became heavy and dark as if shrouded in darkness.

Just as he was about to sink into that endless darkness, a strange ray of light suddenly flashed.

At the center of that bright light stood Eileen, unexpectedly.

“No. I don’t think I’ll need to go this time.”

He felt certain that with her there, he could break the chains of that detestable causality.

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