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Meanwhile, switching to the second group of Class-1 that had been taking their strides toward the east—Celestine and five of «Machos» were discussing whether they took a left turn or right turn from the pond they could glance ahead of them.

"Hey, which way, Celestine?!"

The question had flown off from the guildmaster of «Machos», Alan. Sporting jet black hair, and eyes, he had a burly body ripped with an unordinary amount of muscles. Inwardly, and outwardly, he just was all muscles, but—he was also one of the best kinds of macho. It was evident with how he had managed to bring another «Brawny Warrior» under his command.

Alan turned to the butler by his side, a refreshing smile embedded on his faintly impactful visage, while keeping up the pace with strong strides. However, completely unfazed by the huge body beside him, Celestine replied with his usual tone.

"This is also important... then, let's take the left. It would be more efficient to run beside the wall."

"Roger! Then our muscles will follow that path!"

At the forefront was Celestine, clad in his black butler attire, and Alan, dressed like a person from barbarian tribes. A row of muscles—the other 4 members of «Machos—were trailing behind them. Their gate had been steady and powerful, reminiscent of the training of similar kind they must have gone through. Or maybe, it was their training that actually put them in jeopardy?

The group soon came across a steep mountain as they continued to advance in the northeast direction. They had taken right from there—toward the east—and spotted a huge mountain.

"Hmm, that mountain's base sounds like a prime location to hide the base. We're going to check it out."

"Aye!"

" " " "Muscles, Muscles!" " " "

Taking note of the terrain that might hide any base, Celestine informed the rest of their objective. The muscles replied with a shout and flexing muscles. It was as if that had been their way of reply.

"Ahead seems to be an open area. Please make sure to be vigilant—ah!"

They had cut into an open place when they ran past the steep mountain on their left. The group had barely stepped in when Celestine's passive skill from his job «Butler»—«Caution» suddenly rang an alarm inside his head. He felt a tug toward the ground ahead.

"Watch out, there's a trap in that area."

"A trap?! Haa, that's nothing compared to our muscles. We will step in and crush them!"

"We can't suffer any loss here, so we will be doing it another way. Please wait a while here while I dispose of them."

The leader of their group was Celestine. While Machos had endless faith in their muscles, if their leader commanded them, it was the end of matter. Immediately, they halted on their step as suddenly as pulling an emergency brake. At least, they appeared quite disciplined—or maybe, it was this discipline of their that led them astray?

"Hmm. An open space right after the steep mountain, and a spot that sounds perfect for base, visible even from a distance, and the traps in the ground. ......They must have an excellent strategist. Alright. I will now begin with the dismantling pattern."

Celestine squatted in front of the trap location while praising his opponent for their shrewdness, and took out tools from his chest pocket. Albeit, the size of tools were big enough to make one wonder—where in the world had you been hiding them?! Their size and weight had surpassed what could have been held in the pocket.

And the answer to the mystery of the butler was—«A Butler Is Always Armed For Every Situation» skill from job.

The skill transformed his pocket into an extra-dimensional storage of sort, aka «Item Bag», in exchange for demerit on maximum MP while in activation. Capable of storing anything, it had rather been called the «The Mysterious Pocket of Butler» in the game.

There were not a few who had shouted; Why how in the world can a butler use an item bag like that?? Huh, butler power? What the heck is that.

But putting that aside, Celestine had been soon done with the dismantling process.

"A trap in a spacious place like this is sure to target many passing through. It's just a pity that they'd sacrifice the joint connection to cover the huge area. I just need to poke this area, and—done. Yes, the trap is turned off now."

It had taken mere 12 seconds from the moment he had squatted down.

He swiftly cut the connection from outside of range, picked up the main body of the trap that had been laid in the centre of formation, and stored it into his chest pocket.

This, too, had been one of the «Butler»'s passive skill «Even a Trap is a mere toy». The skill granted an increased proficiency rate for dismantling, regardless, his speed had been quick to attribute all to his skill.

The mystery of Celestine further deepen.

"A trap around here means the base should be nearby too. We're going to search for it."

"Aye!"

" " " "Muscles, Muscles!" " " "

The Machos at back flaunted their muscles yet again in one breath. It seemed they're equally motivated.

"Huh, direct contact with the enemy! My muscles are roaring—hmm-mm! There!"

But, seemingly noticing something, Alan suddenly threw a punch at the empty air. Immediately, someone's scream echoed.

"Aaaahhhh!"

The air warped itself, and someone was suddenly blown away, appearing out of nowhere. The said person was completely clad in black, and grasping a short sword in one of his hands. Apparently, he was about to attack the Machos. The person-in-black quickly sprang up to his feet nevertheless.

"H-How did you realise!? It would have been nearly impossible with my skill «Invisible Person» being level 10!"

"Fuhahahaha! There's nothing that can remain hidden to muscles! You thought just because you could go invisible my muscle's breath wouldn't have noticed you? That's where you lose!"

"What in the damnation muscle breath is!? Shit, this is why I knew «Machos» are really a bunch of freaks!"

Person-in-black cursed under his breath. He might have got the answer why he was seen through, but he apparently couldn't just digest it. If there'd be something he understood however, then it was his renewed opinion over Machos—that they're really the freaks.

"Oh, so that's the scene. First lay a trap, and immediately strike down with a surprise attack when enemies are caught in it, or are moving to dismantle it. This multi-layered tactic is amazing. But if you're here, I presume we have more guests, eh? «Search Enemy».........! Hmm, so in that direction?"

Celestine praised his opponent for their tactic, and then activated his detection skill.

He received a reaction from the corner of a steep mountain. To be precise, it was pointed at the barren surface slightly jutting out.

Meanwhile, realising that he had been found out, flutter, another person showed himself, throwing off the cloth covering him, and wasted no breath in launching an attack at the Machos.

They—there were a total of three of them—were clad in similar black clothes from head to toe, and moved with an exceptional speed. They'd used skills like invisible and some other items for their purpose.

Celestine's group had no way to realise as of yet, but they're «Class 1-15» who had set their base in the nearby victini. The four person-in-black had a scout related job—«Ninja», a high-mid ranking job, while three of them had the same «Branch Family» similar to Celestine.

Their jobs and everything about them had put them on the same pedestal as Celestine.

The three people-in-black of «Branch Family» rushed toward

<Machos>

<Machos>

Albeit, the Machoes were anything but normal.

"Roar my muscles!"

" " " "Roar my muscles!" " " "

" " " " "«Everything is vain front of Muscles»!" " " " "

The Machos flexed their muscles, and threw off the clothes they had put on.

At the same time, as they went from dressed in barbarian style to stark naked on the upper body, their statuses skyrocketed with their activation of unique skill.

This was the scene that embodies their nature—Status Specialisation. Putting aside this job, there was no other job to whom such words fit so perfectly.

They'd no other skill. The less equipment they'd, the higher their status would be. The Unique Skill exploded their already sky-high status to even above and beyond that. A single, normal attack of them possessed the destructive power enough to easily rival—and might even surpass the normal skills.

This was what makes them the—«Brawny Warrior».

However, the people-in-black—Ninjas gave them a disdainful glance.

"What's the use of muscles when you can't even hit your enemy with that slowpoke movement! —«Thy Life is Mine»!"

" "«Thy Life is Mine»!" "

They're right, having invested in raising their muscles, their speed was abysmally low compared to «Ninjas». As a matter of fact, the barbarian style outfit earlier had agility up skill enchanted to them.

But on the other hand, «Ninjas» were the master of evasion, having investing in AGI. A glance at the two in the same picture would have invoked the image of a turtle and a rabbit.

In the meanwhile Machos had just barely taken off the barbarian robe, the assassin's sword chopped at them. However—

"!! M-My sword can't pass through their skin!?"

" "What?!" "

Ninjas raised a stupified voice at once.

Originally a taunt skill, «Thy Life is Mine» exhibited a different effect when against human opponents. Since people couldn't be taunted, the skill grants a correction to skill damage. The correction was huge enough that it had become one of meta skills when in PvP.

Yet, a bizarre scene had played out. It should've been a direct hit, but due to some incomprehensible reason, the HP bar of muscles had barely budged.

"Muscles are the strongest!"

"Hoho! Caught you~."

"A-Argh, damn, get away from me!"

And in the stroke of bad luck for the people-in-black, Machos didn't let the chance slip by while their opponents were frozen from befuddlement, and caught two of the Ninjas. Obviously, speed was moot if they're caught in.

Ninjas twist and turn or use force in an attempt to get out, but Machos had the grips akin to vice of steel. They couldn't buzz Machos even slightly.

At their desperate attempt, the Ninjas once again stabbed at those muscles, but—

"Don't you know, muscles are slashproof!"

Their short swords couldn't leave even a scratch behind on their muscles. Ah, but of course they're not actually slash proof though. Machos just had a tanky HP.

Ultimately, caught in vice of beefy muscle, neither their strength nor their sword capable of getting them out, the people-in-black become pigs to be slaughtered and were soon shown the way out of game.

"Ma-Chop!""

"Guaaaaahhhh!?!?"

Macho's muscle chop directly struck one Ninja's head. The attack pushed Ninja into Down stats, while Machos followed with another attack.

"Flyiiiinnngggg Choooooppppp!!"

"!!"

It was a goosebump inducing spectacle. One of the Macho jumped, and with a loud shout, used the falling speed to land a gravity fall chop attack on that Ninja's head. Ultimately, that Ninja fell into «Fainted» stats.

The other Ninja who saw that broke into uncontrollable shudder.

"R-Retreat! Fall back immediately!"

"H-Hey, what about Chloe!?"

"We can only give up on Chloe here as well!"

"Damn!"

The leader resembling Ninja immediately announced their retreat, and together with the Invisible person from earlier, immediately posed to escape The other capture Ninja—aside from the fained one—saw them off with a teary expression.

Albeit, Celestine appeared in the way of the invisible person-in-black.

"But you can't. «Hand Strike»!"

"Gahhh!?"

"Arggh!? Ugh—ug....h......"

Leader Ninja had already jumped out of the way, but the invisible person-in-black however fell into «Fainted» stats after receiving Celestine's hand chop on his neck.

"What the hell!"

Leader Ninja didn't stop even once, and somehow successfully made his escape.

—————Scoreboard————— Remaining Time - 3 hours 50 minutes. «Class 1-1» «Members Left: 30» «Point: 99» «Class 1-2» «Members Left: 30» «Point: 0» «Class1-15» «Members Left: 27» «Point: 0» «Class 1-24» «Members Left: 30» «Point: 0» «Class 1-45» «Members Left: 30» «Point: 0» «Class 1-58» «Members Left: 30» «Point: 0» «Class 1-99» «Members Left: 30» «Point: 0» «Class 1-116» «Members Left: 30» «Point: 0»