"Hecate, do it."
After seeing those effects, Phrolova could no longer suppress the impulse in her heart.
She immediately had Hecate appear right behind Scar, thrusting her sword forward with the intent to completely strip Scar of his combat capability.
From this, one could see just how alluring the clothes tailored by Scar were… even to someone like Phrolova.
Unfortunately, however… today's Scar was far from what he used to be.
"I knew it… I knew it… I knew it… I fucking knew it! When you crazy women go mad, you don't care about anyone. But did you really think I wouldn't be prepared?"
Scar let out a cold snort. After roaring in utter exasperation, he directly merged into a golden teleportation portal.
This time, he didn't run away. Instead, he quickly reappeared in his demon form… descending with an incredibly powerful force of Havoc.
His colossally massive figure was several times larger than Phrolova and Hecate combined, and the aura radiating from him made the very air vibrate…
It showed that after dying once before, Scar had now achieved a brand-new breakthrough.
Even the sneak attack from Hecate's sword only left a shallow mark on his arm.
An injury like that meant absolutely nothing to the current Scar.
"How troublesome… fine… fine, there's no need for us to fight to the death. If we really fight and both end up severely injured, someone else will just reap the benefits, arrest us, and throw us into Jinhsi's Jinzhou dungeon."
Phrolova thought about it. Considering that Scar still had his secret arts in reserve, and she indeed had no real connection to Jinzhou.
Realizing her action just now was indeed an impulsive one, she quickly regained her composure… and began to analyze the pros and cons with Scar.
"Hmph. I won't believe a single word you say now. You already attacked me…"
Scar had been holding back his frustration this entire time. Whether it was the challenges and rewards of the chat group, or the mockery from those people…
He felt he hadn't suffered this much grievance in his entire life. Now Phrolova wanted to fight when she wanted to fight… and stop when she wanted to stop. What did she take him for?
But before he could finish his sentence, Phrolova cut him off again.
"So do you plan on fighting me to the death here? Putting aside who wins or loses… how long do you think it will take for the Rover and Jinzhou's side to notice the commotion here?"
Hearing Phrolova's words, Scar only felt even more miserable…
But what else could he do?
Just as Phrolova said, even if he was confident he could win if they fought… the problem was he had absolutely no confidence he could actually kill her.
So if they kept dragging it out, wouldn't it end up exactly as Phrolova said… The two of them fighting like the snipe and the clam, only for the Rover and Jinzhou to reap the spoils?
If he really got captured and thrown into Jinzhou's dungeon, he couldn't even begin to imagine what kind of inhumane life he would lead.
Thus, Scar understood the logic… but the problem was that she had launched a sneak attack just a moment ago, and now she suddenly declared they shouldn't fight anymore.
Who could possibly empathize with the sheer, suffocating frustration he felt right now?
With no other choice, he could only deactivate his demon form and stand far away from Phrolova with a grim expression.
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〜Exposure Chat Group〜
Cantarella: "Eternal youth… longevity… to think such a divine item exists in this world. ⦍ShockedJinhsi.jpeg⦎"
The Shorekeeper: "(Are those two effects really that absurd? I don't feel anything.)⦍PonderingJinhsi.jpeg⦎"
Carlotta: "Waaaaah… and the clothes are also really pretty. I want them… I want them so badly… I want them no matter what. ⦍WantingJinhsi.jpeg⦎"
Ciaccona: "Girls can hardly refuse beautiful clothes, but as for such a treasure… I suppose guys wouldn't refuse it either. ⦍SighingJinhsi.jpeg⦎"
Brant: "Refuse? Definitely not. With a piece of clothing like that, you could probably pawn it for a lot of money when you're short on cash. ⦍SeriousJinhsi.jpeg⦎"
Chat Group Members: "…What kind of weirdo is this? I bet you're the only one who would think of selling it for cash. ⦍FranticJinhsi.jpeg⦎"
Roccia: "Brant is such a big dummy."
Calcharo: "Actually, even for the most ordinary clothes, if the entire mercenary group was equipped with them… the boost would be extremely terrifying. ⦍SighingJinhsi.jpeg⦎"
Jiyan: "My lifelong hope is that every single member of the Midnight Rangers can wear Master Scar's clothes. ⦍RequestingJinhsi.jpeg⦎"
Scar: "Go to hell. That's impossible… Even if I die, there is absolutely no way I will make any kind of clothes. ⦍FranticJinhsi.jpeg⦎"
Changli: "Xi. Do you like that 'Peach Blossoms in Full Bloom'? ⦍SmilingJinhsi.jpeg⦎"
Jinhsi: "Mhm. It is exceptionally good. When the time comes, we can only place all our hopes on Scar. ⦍NodsJinhsi.jpeg⦎"
Jinhsi: "Let me make an announcement here. No matter who it is… as long as you can capture Scar and bring him to Jinzhou, you can have Scar tailor your very first piece of clothing."
Everyone in the Chat Group: "Oh~ Oh~ Oh. Awesome~ Awesome… Capture Scar alive. ⦍ShoutingJinhsi.jpeg⦎"
Scar: "… (Damn it… Who did I even provoke to deserve this damn treatment?) ⦍SmirksJinhsi.jpeg⦎"
Clearly, Scar's exasperation and fury were completely ignored.
Everyone now shared a single, unified thought: capture Scar, throw him into the Jinzhou dungeon… and make him sew clothes.
Rover: "Give in, Scar. You can't run away… Making clothes and becoming the number one divine artisan of Solaris is your best destiny."
Iuno: "To make an enemy of the whole world is indeed a very unwise choice. ⦍SmilingJinhsi.jpeg⦎"
Christopher: "Sigh. To be fair… having worked so hard for the Fractsidus for all these years, I also want a brand-new set of clothes. ⦍FrowningJinhsi.jpeg⦎"
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" In Between "
"See? Why don't you let me deliver you to Jinzhou… otherwise, wouldn't you just end up benefiting outsiders? And I promise you, when the time comes, whether it's food or clothing… I will definitely have people send you the highest quality stuff every day. How about it?"
Over here, Phrolova began to persuade him again. The main reason was that she had no other choice… the current Phrolova really couldn't take Scar down.
"Go to hell… I will absolutely, positively never give in."
With a face full of misery, Scar spoke through gritted teeth as he raised his guard against Phrolova.
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( Translator-kun: Poor Scar... Starting today, you should change your identity and enroll in Laha-Roi, become a student, and lay low for a while... )