Bab 124: Fighting A Mystic Art Swordsman - Part 1

The distant memory of meeting that assassin was still fresh in my mind, as the deep fear of him was still lingering around my heart. That assassin gave me the impression that no matter what I did back then, I would have died.

Was this swordsman like him, or was weak and a beginner like me?

That was the question.

"Is it fair for thousands of players to attack a single weak female like me?"

I replied back without showing any signs of weakness. I hoped this player would be weak like me, or else this game would be as good as lost.

"Weak female player? C'mon girl, your fame is now earth shattering, like thunder echoing everywhere. Even those old monsters have heard about your name more than once."

He replied while keeping moving forward without pause. This swordsman was pretty confident in his ability to face me, which made me worry. Was I ready to fight such a person now? I couldn't answer that without giving this a try.