BXBX NOVEL Chapter 505 Guillotine
Chapter 505 Guillotine
Shanty giggled, her demeanor reflecting a mix of amusement and genuine earnestness. "I\'m not joking. He was so mad at me. He said I was a traitor for cheering for you. It took three months for us to make up," she confessed, a hint of chagrin in her voice.
"Three months, huh?" Allen grinned, finding the situation slightly comical. "That\'s quite the sibling rivalry you had there." His words were punctuated by intermittent chuckles as he navigated the banter.
"I mean, if I were your brother, I\'d probably be fuming too," he continued in a jesting tone, mirroring her amusement.
Shanty nodded in agreement, a smile playing on her lips. "Yeah, I guess I can understand why he was upset."
"Who\'s your brother\'s name?" Allen inquired, his curiosity piqued. The recollection of the tournament stirred a wave of memories, though the early rounds were a blur, shrouded in the adrenaline-fueled intensity of the Battle Royale format. The dynamics of the event had been such that, at that stage, the focus was solely on the combat, a means to navigate through the chaos and advance to the next stage.
He had concentrated intently during those intense moments, channeling all his energy into the skirmish, driven by the need to triumph and perhaps even suppress the sting of his former teammates\' betrayal. It was a time when emotions were eclipsed by the rush of combat, making individual opponents seem transient, mere hurdles in the quest to progress.
"The mysterious player, Guillotine," Shanty replied with a light, almost playful tone.
"Oh, him," Allen responded with an immediate recognition upon hearing the name \'Guillotine.\' The memory of their encounter during the gaming tournament resurfaced, triggering a mix of thoughts about that mysterious player. While Guillotine\'s gaming prowess had been well acknowledged within the community, what drew the most attention was his enigmatic persona. Every appearance in the gaming circuit had been characterized by the veiling of his face behind a mask, adding an aura of intrigue to his gaming persona. It became a talking point among players, shrouded in the curiosity surrounding his real identity.
The community buzzed with speculation and theories about Guillotine\'s true face, the mystery adding an extra layer of fascination to his gaming feats. But following his defeat two years ago, Guillotine seemed to vanish from the gaming scene. Allen, too, found his own abrupt departure from the spotlight after the tournament, so he hadn\'t dwelled much on the sudden disappearance of his mysterious foe.
"How is he now? Is he still playing games?" Allen inquired, his curiosity piqued. The silence surrounding Guillotine\'s activities post-tournament had left an unresolved curiosity lingering within the gaming community. The air of mystique surrounding the once-prolific player had left a void in the gaming narrative, leaving both intrigue and questions in its wake.
"He is still active now. But like you, he doesn\'t use the name Guillotine anymore. He decided to use a \'more normal\' name," Shanty disclosed with a nonchalant shrug, her tone carrying a hint of amusement. "Well, at least for him," she added, a playful glint in her eye, indicating that \'normal\' for this particular player was a subjective concept in itself.
"I see…" Allen responded, a faint cringe tugging at the corners of his lips. The idea of someone like Guillotine, known for their distinctive gaming persona, opting for a more conventional name struck him as a bit odd, given the mysterious allure that surrounded the player\'s original identity.
Shanty continued, her eyes sparkling with enthusiasm as she delved into the intricacies of Guillotine\'s recent activities. "He also played this game and was quite active," she mentioned, her gaze alight with interest as she shared the tidbits. Then, her expression shifted into a playful pout. "But he never mentioned that you were here too. Luckily, I stumbled upon a gaming forum and found someone discussing you. They even spilled your in-game nickname," she declared with fervor, revealing her sleuthing skills with an air of triumph.
Allen offered an awkward grin, not quite sure how to respond to Shanty\'s comment.
"Anyway, I don\'t have a guild yet and am looking for one. Can I join yours?" Shanty asked, her tone carrying a note of enthusiasm and eagerness. Her question about joining the guild hung in the air, casting a hint of anticipation and hopefulness.
"Sorry, you can\'t. I\'m just an ordinary member here and don\'t have any authority to invite others to the guild," Allen explained apologetically, a tinge of regret in his voice.
"Then who is your guild master? I\'ll talk to him," Shanty persisted, determined to explore every avenue to join a guild and engage in the gaming community.
"He wants to keep the guild exclusive, with fewer members. His aim is to minimize drama and focus more on dedicated grinding," Allen clarified.
"Aw... what a shame," said Shanty in disappointment. Shanty\'s hopeful expression softened into a thoughtful nod. "But I get it. Quality over quantity, right?" Her understanding demeanor suggested an appreciation for the guild\'s approach, even if it meant her search for a guild would continue.
Allen pondered for a moment before deciding to offer Shanty a subtle hint. "Well, sometimes I like to walk around and check the market around this time," he casually mentioned, his words carrying a hint of suggestion. His choice of words conveyed a subtle invitation, leaving an open door for Shanty to possibly intersect his path in the game\'s bustling market.
"Here?" she asked, seeking clarification on the location.
"Here or Ront City sometimes," he replied, offering her the options.
"Ah, okay!" Shanty responded with a beaming grin, understanding the subtle cue.
"See you around then," Allen said, giving a wave before making his exit.
"See ya!" Shanty chirped cheerfully, bidding farewell to Allen with a tone filled with happiness.