"Hilton huh?
He is also a Advance Rank player, skilled in Strength and has his own faction.
But his faction isn't that big, only around 5 to 6 people, most of them are just common veterans, nothing to be concerned about.
"Did you notice him because of the battle with Ghost Claw?"
"Don't worry, he is similar to me, we are the kind of people who watch a good show."
J. Perelman said.
Kieran nodded without further comment.
The high-ranker named Hilton might really be in charge of a small faction but it was impossible for him to have no malicious intent towards Kieran.
Kieran was very confident in his own Intuition, he would never be wrong.
"May I know the name of Hilton's faction?"
Kieran asked.
"Molotov Cocktail."
J. Perelman answered.
Then, his tone changed and he started to rope Kieran in more obvious manner.
Although it's quite famous among the veterans, for a high-ranker like you, it's nothing, let alone the Freedom Alliance! "
"In the Freedom Alliance, every member is a high-ranker. Besides, the alliance is loose and doesn't have many rules. Everyone is willing to help each other. Not only do we trade equipment and items, but we can also form parties in dungeons …"
Rachel couldn't help but raise her glass at J. Perelman, who was talking non-stop. Her face was blurred by the system and she looked at J. Perelman with a faint smile.
Rachel knew what the Fisherman was trying to do.
In fact, when Kieran asked J. Perelman, Rachel already knew what J. Perelman was trying to do.
Flame Emperor!
Fire Emperor!
Flaming Devil!
Although J. Perelman's words sounded exaggerated, the three titles spread like wildfire among the high-rankers.
A few small groups of high-rankers showed interest in Kieran.
After all, a Chosen One of the Advance Rank wasn't that easy to find.
More so, Kieran had displayed sufficient combat power, unlike those Chosen Ones who hadn't grown up yet, which required more investment.
Once they joined, they would have ready-made combat power. As long as the leaders of those small teams weren't idiots, they would know what to do.
However, Rachel knew that Kieran would not be so easily persuaded.
Rachel had a deep understanding of Kieran's vigilance to the point of being suspicious. Under such circumstances, unless they ran into another idiot who was as stupid as Lawless, it would be a waste of time for them to waste their breath.
Therefore, Rachel did not pay attention to the conversation after that.
It wasn't until J. Perelman left that he came back with a cup of mead with low alcohol content.
"Please."
"How did it go?"
Rachel asked as she placed the mead in front of Kieran. She picked up the empty wine glass beside her and began to wipe it slowly.
"Nothing much."
Kieran raised his glass and replied.
"Fisherman is not a bad person."
Rachel said.
Kieran did not deny this point.
Maybe it was his age, or maybe it was his personality, J. Perelman remained polite and gentle despite Kieran's rejection. In the end, before he left, he even invited Kieran to fish with him when he was free.
However, it didn't mean Kieran would join Freedom Alliance.
Of course, J. Perelman did mention that after joining the organization, there would be all sorts of conveniences, but at the same time, there would be a certain amount of responsibility.
Kieran, who was a lone wolf from the very beginning, would never put shackles on himself.
Even though J. Perelman clearly stated that Freedom Alliance was a loose organization without too many rules, it would still be the same.
Not too many didn't mean none.
As for the conveniences that J. Perelman mentioned?
In terms of equipment and items, Kieran would never worry about it.
The female inn owner was also a high-ranker and Kieran believed her gatherings were not just for eating and drinking.
No doubt, compared to a stranger, Kieran was more willing to trust someone he knew, especially when the person had an unusual relationship with Lawless.
As for dungeon help?
Kieran would politely decline the request.
Having teamed up with strangers once was enough for Kieran.
"Can you tell me more about Burning Bottle and Hilton?"
Kieran asked as he picked up his glass.
Although he got quite a lot of information from J. Perelman, Kieran didn't mind knowing more.
It wasn't common for a high-ranker to harbor killing intent towards him during their first meeting.
One needed to know, Ghost Claw Casswell, who came for the bounty, was just a little malicious.
"There's nothing much to say about Burning Bottle, everyone just stuck together and helped each other. But Hilton isn't as simple as he seems.
That guy is considered as one of the earliest players in the game.
All this while, he behaved like a normal player in front of everyone, whether it was the income or the equipment and items he bought, he was no different than a common player.
"Then, those players who performed better than him and were more talented all disappeared. But this guy went from a rookie to a veteran, and then an experienced player, and he even entered the Advanced Level!"
Besides, he got even more mysterious after he reached the Advanced Rank. Our small groups didn't even catch a glimpse of his shadow. Instead, he formed a small organization and pulled some decent newbies into it … If it wasn't for the small number of people, I would have thought that guy had some ulterior motives. "
Rachel said slowly as she wiped the glass.
As he listened to Rachel's explanation, Kieran took a sip of the mead, feeling the sweetness and lifted his lips.
Sweetness was always pleasant.
Kieran wasn't an exception either.
After another big gulp, Kieran squinted his eyes in satisfaction.
"It's the first time I've seen someone who can enjoy drinking mead so much!
Are you sure you don't want to try the mead that I brewed myself?
Or maybe you should try real mead.
The combination of alcohol and sweetness will make you crave for it. "
Rachel said with a smile when she saw Kieran's reaction.
"This will be enough.
At least drinking this can help me analyze Hilton's patience and mysteriousness. If it was your recommendation, I would have fallen asleep by now. "
Kieran didn't hide his weakness of not being able to drink.
"You are really like a certain someone."
Rachel exclaimed. She then looked behind Kieran and waved, "Blacksmith, over here."
"Give me a glass of Ice Lake!"
Blacksmith in red mantle sat beside Kieran after greeting Rachel.
"Good day.
I didn't expect to see you here, this one is on me. "
Kieran turned around and looked at Blacksmith in surprise.
"Thanks but I'm used to paying my own bill."
Blacksmith didn't turn around and said.
Before Kieran could say anything, he placed [Brutal Lightning Hand], which was embedded with [Thunder Fall Stone], on the counter.
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