The 100th Regression of the Max-Level Player - Chapter 300

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The Maxed-Out Player’s 100th Return – Episode 300
300. What Were You Planning to Do?
It wasn’t just Christine who froze at Black Scythe’s appearance.
Three other players, including Seonbi, went rigid as stone, their eyes rolling frantically in their sockets.
“What were you talking about?”
“Ah, Black Scythe…”
Ryu Min didn’t bother asking anyone else—he simply turned his gaze to Jeffrey.
The slave immediately responded with a crisp, businesslike tone.
“While protecting Krishi per your orders, Black Scythe, these three individuals approached her with malicious intent.”
“M-malicious intent?!”
“Stop spouting nonsense!”
Seonbi bristled and hurriedly turned to face Black Scythe.
“Ah, hello there, Black Scythe. You remember me, right? We shook hands during the Saesin Religion interview and all that…”
“I don’t know who you are.”
“Pardon? Y-you don’t? But you made our faces identical in reality and the Other World, so there’s no way you wouldn’t remember…”
“I don’t memorize pyramid faces.”
“What?”
Seonbi’s eyebrows twitched, but only for a moment.
He wasn’t foolish enough to lose composure before a maxed-out Black Scythe.
“Ha ha… I suppose you interviewed so many people that you don’t remember. Y-yes, that’s understandable.”
“Never mind that. What did you want to say?”
“Ah, yes, yes. Please don’t believe what that Jeffrey person said. It’s pure lies. He’s just spouting delusions from his own fantasy as if they were truth.”
“You didn’t approach with bad intentions?”
“Of course not. We’ve received help from Krishi before, so we came to look after her because we were worried she might be in danger. We absolutely did not approach with malicious intent like that bastard claims.”
“That’s right, that’s right. He’s just running his mouth without any evidence. You shouldn’t believe him.”
“He just drew his dagger first because our faces look like shit, and now he’s spouting this nonsense.”
“Exactly. You shouldn’t judge people based solely on their appearance!”
The three desperately explained themselves to Black Scythe.
That they harbored no ill intentions whatsoever.
That they hadn’t actually done anything wrong.
“…”
Ryu Min, who had been observing silently, turned his gaze to Jeffrey and asked.
“Is there any falsehood in what these people are saying?”
“…No, sir. It’s all true. I made a judgment based solely on my personal feelings. I apologize.”
Jeffrey admitted it cleanly.
A slave’s heart had no desire to make excuses before his master.
“See? I told you it wasn’t true.”
“That bastard was glaring like he wanted to kill us just a moment ago, but now he’s turned into a meek lamb in front of Black Scythe.”
“You can’t live like that, you bastard! Drawing a blade in front of a stern person like that—tsk.”
“Don’t do it again next time! Understood?”
The three emboldened figures hurled parting words at Jeffrey before turning their backs.
Being around Black Scythe was uncomfortable; they wanted to leave as quickly as possible.
But then.
“Wait.”
Black Scythe had no intention of letting them go.
“W-why would you…?”
“Who said you could leave?”
“….”
“No one goes anywhere without my permission.”
At Black Scythe’s command, the three froze in place.
They lacked the courage to defy the world’s number-one ranked player.
“D-did you need something from us…?”
“….”
Seonbi mustered the courage to speak on their behalf, but Black Scythe didn’t respond.
He simply stared at them in silence, as if peering into their very souls.
“Never mind. Get out of here.”
“Y-yes!”
Grateful for the sudden dismissal, the three hurried away without hesitation.
After watching them disappear, Ryu Min turned his gaze toward Christine.
“Are you alright?”
“Yes, I’m fine.”
“Nothing else happened?”
“Well…”
Jeffrey answered in her stead.
“Krishi was being hunted by an Ogre. She nearly lost her life…”
As Jeffrey reported, he lowered his head shamefully.
Had he arrived just a moment sooner, Christine would never have been in danger.
Though Christine herself seemed entirely unbothered.
“I’m fine. Why are you apologizing, Jeffrey? You saved my life after all. I’m sorry for the late thanks, but I’m truly grateful.”
At Christine’s words, Jeffrey said nothing more.
“Setting that aside… Jeffrey came because I ordered it, but what about Dorothy?”
“Huh? Oh, I…”
Dorothy, feeling the pressure of Black Scythe’s gaze, explained her circumstances.
“I see. You came to repay a debt. Understood. In any case, thank you for coming to help.”
“Pardon?”
Why was Black Scythe thanking her for coming to help Christine?
The answer came immediately from Black Scythe’s lips.
“Krishi is essential to me.”
“Ah, yes…”
Upon hearing him openly declare her necessity before everyone, Christine’s face flushed crimson.
“W-well, anyway, what brings Black Scythe here?”
“I came to protect you.”
I had tried to change the subject, but instead took a direct hit.
Christine’s face flushed, leaving her at a loss for words.
“This round is too dangerous for someone without combat abilities to survive.”
“Y-yes, that’s true. I nearly died three times to the Ogre….”
Despite her mention of nearly dying, my expression remained composed, but my thoughts were the opposite.
‘Three times? That means she’d already be dead without the god-tier armor?’
I had almost lost Christine in such a pathetic manner.
Realizing how careless I’d been, I bit my lip hard.
‘I shouldn’t have been hunting. The supporters might be in danger too.’
The truth was, I had grown complacent, thinking I could send slaves and still secure their safety before hunting—but I should have ensured their protection first.
‘I need to reflect on this.’
The thought struck me that I needed to find another supporter instead of continuing like this.
“Don’t worry anymore. Dorothy and Jeffrey will protect you. Dorothy, I’m counting on you.”
“Ah, of course. Don’t worry, Black Scythe. I will protect Krishi even if it costs me my life.”
Dorothy’s confident declaration put my mind at ease.
As for Jeffrey, since he was a slave, there was no need to say more—he was reliable.
Then Christine’s true thoughts reached my mind.
-I wish Black Scythe would protect me instead….
Even with two people protecting her, who could be as reassuring as me?
I understood Christine’s sentiment well enough.
But I had work to do.
Not only did I need to protect Christine, but I had to protect others as well, and I needed to secure massive stat gains through hunting this round.
This was the only chance to become overwhelmingly stronger.
“This round has many dangers scattered throughout. So to survive, it’s important to stick together with trustworthy people.”
“How do you distinguish trustworthy people?”
“I’ll be the judge of that, so don’t worry and move in the direction I’ve set for you.”
I pointed in one direction with my finger.
“If you head straight that way, you’ll come across Twin Gorge. I’ll send other allies there too, so meet up at that location.”
“Will you come too, Black Scythe?”
“I’ll join you once my business is finished.”
After setting the meeting place, I activated Transparency and vanished.
As I completely concealed my presence, Dorothy was startled, but the others turned their heads as if accustomed to it, gazing in one direction.
The direction I had pointed.
“Let’s go.”

* * *
“Phew. Damn it.”
“That was close.”
Once they felt they had put enough distance between themselves and their pursuers, Seonbi and the other players exhaled in relief.
“Black Scythe suddenly appeared out of nowhere. What a mess.”
“Tell me about it. If we’d actually fought, we’d have been completely screwed.”
“Why did that Dorothy woman show up all of a sudden? Tsk.”
“If she hadn’t appeared, we could’ve handled it three-on-two.”
Truthfully, their plan had been to kill Jeffrey and seize Christine.
From the start, Christine was their only target.
“Damn it, if we’d just killed Jeffrey, she’d be ours. But that Dorothy had to butt in.”
“Still, we could’ve managed against Dorothy, right? Three-on-three gave us decent odds.”
“Yeah. We could’ve fought before Black Scythe showed up.”
The moment that being appeared—one they couldn’t defeat even with three of them—only one thought filled their minds.
We need to escape immediately.
Before Black Scythe realizes our true intentions.
“Looks like he didn’t catch on, right?”
“Yeah, seems like it.”
“I didn’t expect him to let us go so easily. Heh heh.”
“What good is raw strength if you’re an idiot?”
“Hehe, that brainless Death God cultist.”
The three men snickered as they mocked Black Scythe, then licked their lips with regret.
“Shame. If it wasn’t for that other person, we could’ve stripped the Saint and had our way with her according to plan.”
“Right. If we’d stuck with her under the pretense of protecting her, we could’ve milked her for heals and buffs for seventy-two hours straight.”
“Then once we didn’t need her anymore, we’d just kill her. Right?”
“Nah, killing her outright would be a waste. Better to enjoy ourselves first, then finish her off.”
“So how do we decide the order?”
“Obviously me first, you bastard.”
“What are you saying, you impotent bastard?”
“Hehehehe.”
As the three men laughed and bickered, an Ogre appeared.
Kwaaarrgh!
But the moment it materialized, its throat was pierced and its entire body covered in wounds.
As if venting their frustrations, the three men hacked at it mercilessly, and blood sprayed across its body.
“Huff, huff. Damn it, but we completely missed that golden opportunity.”
“That bitch. I thought she was naive, but she’s already rolling around with that Jeffrey bastard.”
“If it wasn’t for Black Scythe, we could’ve fought. Damn it.”
“By the way, who is Jeffrey anyway? He was acting like he was taking orders from Black Scythe.”
“Is he Black Scythe’s lackey?”
As they caught their breath and wiped the blood from their faces, such thoughts crossed their minds.
“Hey, but why do we have to run away from Black Scythe?”
“Right? Honestly, what did we do wrong? Did we rape Saint or something? Or did we start trouble first?”
“It was that bastard Jeffrey who started it.”
“Yeah. Now that I think about it, I’m pissed.”
“We didn’t do anything wrong, so why should we back off? Damn bastard.”
“So what, Black Scythe is everything? Fucking asshole.”
The three men who had been grumbling indignantly suddenly wore sinister smiles.
“Well, if that bastard hadn’t shown up, we would’ve had our way. Hehehehe.”
But their smiles didn’t last long.
“You would’ve done what?”
At the voice of a third party that reached their ears, the three men froze and turned their heads.
Standing there with a smiling face was the very existence they had hoped never to encounter.

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