Chapter 13.3
Of course, a first-time player, not knowing anything, would naturally have to follow each step methodically.
It’s fun to get a feel for the story, wander around, and waste time.
But me?
‘Why do it all over again when I already know?’
The plan was to storm into the base of those who had stolen the holy relics.
Also known as the The Almighty Truth Society of the Heavenly (天門) Gate.
The name reeks of a cult, and they’re a bunch of egomaniacs who call themselves “priests called by God.”
Simply put, a cult of meritocracy.
They were filthy bastards expanding their influence among the Awakened ones, who only desired power through strength.
Therefore, the evil forces I was about to encounter would be at least B, A, or even S-rank Awakened.
The mission was to infiltrate their lair and safely retrieve the Holy Relic.
Just hearing about it, it seemed impossible for C-rank Lee Moa to accomplish.
Hence,
‘There’s no frontal assault for me.’
The privilege of a transmigrated seasoned player.
I planned to sneak in and out like slipping through a hole.
***
“Ah, right. Did you hear about the sacrifice they’re planning this time?”
“Yeah, of course. The guys in the sacrificial department were boasting that the Heavenly Spirit specially prepared it. They say every time we offer it, we receive blessings or something.”
“They think that’s going to reopen the Heavenly Gate to them? How laughable.”
Amidst the cynical banter, wisps of thin, pale smoke rose from their cigarettes.
The back alley of the The Almighty Truth Society of the Heavenly Gate building.
Outwardly appearing as an old philosophy hall, but with alleys blocked by iron bars, leaving no escape. It was the source of endless gossip and rumors.
As if they aren’t busy enough with that sacrifice thing.
The two low-ranking priests guarding the dim alleyway didn’t stop their grumbling.
At that moment,
Tinkling.
“Did you hear something?”
“Shh.”
The conversation abruptly stopped, leaving only the sound of leaves rustling in the wind.
The two, peering around with wide eyes, quickly lowered their guard.
“It looks like it was nothing.”
“Yeah. Honestly, we’ve been too sensitive lately. What could possibly happen while we’re on watch?”
As their chatter resumed, I exhaled quietly.
I let out a breath I hadn’t realized I was holding.
“Wow. That was a close call.”
Very close.
Standing on tiptoes on the building’s outside windowsill, I rubbed my calves that felt almost chewed up by a mouse.
Really, truly,
‘It’s not easy.’
I want to give my past self, who took the backdoor approach lightly, a good knock on the head.
Why do I keep forgetting?
Running around here, hanging on,
All of it, I have to do myself.
“And there’s no save-load here either. It’s just one shot.”
My arms, clutching the roof’s edge, trembled.
In my mind, I had already effortlessly climbed the building.
I stepped on the small protruding air conditioner bracket, and then smashed the small window above it, entering into the rarely used guest room of the Almighty Truth Society.
My favorite route, as far as the eye could see.
But the reality was.
“Ugh…”
I scrambled onto the roof and flopped down.
My forehead was hot with beads of sweat.
Worried about being discovered, I cautiously peeked around.
The air conditioner unit I needed to step on was in a position where, evidently, I had to be ready to jump to my death to reach the next phase.
“Sh*t.”
Muttering curses under my breath, I slowly got up.
Having come this far, whatever it was,
“Here we go.”
Yoon Chae Hee, a person, not a character in a game, gritted her teeth painfully to regain her senses.
“One, two, three…!”
My pitiful toes tapped in the air a few times.
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