บท 221: In Cold Blood

There was no time to be spared for anybody else; though perhaps a version of him from just a month prior might have lent a helping hand in just a heartbeat, that was in the past and the now is the now.

As he walked through the streets of the isolated, but populated city filled with adventurers and people of his world, he bumped into a peculiar situation occurring just outside of an inn. There were onlookers gathered around.

What's going on? He thought.

Pushing past some onlookers, he found the sight of a few players surrounding another man, who was sitting on his rear with his hands together, pleading.

"Please! I've done nothing wrong! Nothing at all!" The man pleaded.

"Bullshit! We know who you are!" One of the players with curly, blue hair shouted.

The three players dressed, two dressed in standard white, and the blue-hair man, dressed in an orange set of leather armor, registered to his vision:

[Players Recognized.]

[Leeroy | Level 25]

[Kyle | Level 22]