Chapter 9: Do I look like William?
"He really looks a little similar to William!"
"You can't be as handsome as him! William is special, get it, loser?"
While the male players were a little shocked that someone would have gone to such lengths to look like their favorite artist, the ladies' tongues turned sharp, and they didn't hold back. Their remarks all reached Reylin, who stood in silence.
His face didn't change much, other than those eyes getting covered by the shadows. This was a small change, yet the bandits, including the boss, thought that something unimaginable was about to fall on their little camp.
"Loser! You don't want to admit you are William's psycho fan? You will never be like him!" The female part of the player's party didn't stop at all. They were one of those crazy fans that disregarded any male similar to their idol and brushed their lower lips with the photos of their beloved artist.
Reylin glanced at them, 'Nah. Not really worth lowering myself to such a degree.' He looked at their bodies, and if William was the opposite of a good guy, then he would have long since tasted those crazy fans.
Their curves and bountiful chests were alluring, and just by standing there, these 'bombs' drew the attention of male species.
Reylin laughed, "I like them big, do you?" His eyes set on the male players, smirking and teasing.
The players instinctively shifted their eyes a little below, even though they were well aware of their friends' assets, and that alone brought some distance between the male and females.
The ladies glared with disappointment.
"Ah... It's been a while since I held them... A few days, I think?" Reylin went on with his show, and he extended his hands. His fingers went back and forth as if looking for some soft flesh.
That move silenced even the flames around everyone.
He kept spitting out suggestive words, "Round and hard... The perfect creation... Ah..." If that wasn't clear already, Reylin was thinking of his bombs.
However, the rest thought differently, and one of the bootlickers turned his eyes to Huna, "Boss? So how is it exactly? I heard that breasts are soft and firm, but this guy didn't mention softness at all."
No one moved, but that guy wasn't the only virgin in the group. Even Reylin was one, but he didn't look as such, and the way he spoke was quite convincing as well.
Huna's face contorted, "It is soft and firm. Why don't you get a girlfriend?! Don't ask me such questions!"
"But no one wants to be with bandits!"
"Then don't say you are a bandit?!"
"Oh... So smart, boss!"
On the other hand, the female party ladies parted their lips, "Don't come too close to us. If I haven't made it clear already, we can only be friends! You don't even have 1% of William's handsomeness! Keep dreaming!"
"Why so harsh?!"
"Women..."
The male players dropped their heads low.
Reylin's laughter swept through them as if trying to cheer them up. He glanced at everyone with an amused smirk and said, "I've been talking about bombs. Why is that all of you have thought the same?"
"Surely not because of the way you spoke and your teasing smirk. Surely not..." Huna spat with a little irritated expression.
Reylin liked how he spoke out of all people, "Haha. Sure thing! Anyway, it's hilarious how easy it is to break parties. I feel like all those crazy fans had a few wet dreams, but who am I to comment?"
"Keep such thoughts to yourself, loser," The female lady shouted, then turned her eyes to their party leader, "Let's get over it! We have to get rid of those bandits and bring back stolen goods."
"Yes. If this guy attacks us, we will pay back. I don't think he's sane enough to attack our group, however." The party leader regained his focus, and he focused on the bandits.
Their party wasn't a balanced one, and all of them were either close warriors or mages. All friends chose to play what they dreamed of the most! They were here to have a lot of fun, but would they really?
Reylin leaned forward and slowly strutted forth with his back humped, "You guys have leveled up pretty fast from what I can see. Share the trick with this lowly human, please."
"It's impossible for you anymore. Before we entered this area, we spotted many forest monsters running away from the flames. It was easy to hunt them because they were genuinely scared. That's all." The party leader replied, his eyes still on Huna.
Reylin blinked and shook his head, "I am such an altruistic person. Too much good karma and evil will force me to do some bad things soon."
"Why are you standing next to me?" Huna asked.
"Why? I told you what would happen, so I won't let you die on my watch. Besides, that chick kept calling me a loser. I must take care of her." Reylin said and patted Huna's back.
Huna didn't answer, but he had a feeling that Reylin wouldn't go against him through any sneaky attacks, nor would he collude with players just because they were from the same world.
A weird feeling it was, but very accurate!
Reylin flicked his fingers and slowly walked forward.
At the same time, the bandits led by their leaders barrelled against the players, and a rather exciting battle for the low level began.
Amidst the gutsy shouts, magic, and swords, Reylin walked straight to the female player that insulted him the most.
She was also requested to take care of him.
Without further ado, she sent a water bolt toward him.
"Water? Water is just good for cleaning. Your body and those jutting out bombs also seem like made just for that alone. You would make any bath hot, and I kinda like steamy baths, you know?" Reylin chuckled, then his hand rose to block the bolt.
Fireball came out of his palm just before the blue bolt clashed, "Not gonna work!" Reylin shouted and glanced at his stats.
That water bolt didn't do much damage, and just a few points dropped. At this rate, he would come closer enough to punish that hateful woman.
However, one of her friends stepped to the side and protected her with his body.
"I will protect you," He said in a heroic tone, his tone brightening the water mage's mood.
"No, you won't," Reylin chuckled and clenched his fist.
In his current arsenal, it meant fireball punch! Reylin didn't fear the player's sword and punched forth, bringing the unruly explosion! That explosion pushed away the hero player, and he landed on the person he'd wanted to protect.
"Ah!"
"Ah! Get off me! You hear me?!" The female player cried with her friend laying on her! He was heavy, and her strength was even lower than in real life here due to their stats maxed with INT.
The lady struggled to free herself, then she saw Reylin standing next to them.
"What a heroic fall. You didn't dirty the lady's face. That's a hero for you," He pulled his hand behind.
This motion scared the water player, "Y-You will hurt me? I am a woman!"
"Ah, true. I am so sorry. You are a woman. I didn't notice," Reylin shook his head, "Let me sing you instead. Aren't you William's big fan? I am sure you will like it! My lyrics are a little... scare, I would say... It's just... Ha... Ha... Ha."
The fireball within Reylin's punch became hotter, and a few flames escaped through gaps. He kept it confined for too long, and his hand hurt more than ever. His HP also dropped a little, so it was time to let the beast roar!
BANG!
"AHHHHHH!"
"HIIIIII!"
The hero became the victim!
The heavy punch fueled with unruly flames landed on his stomach, and his body pressed the lady even more! It didn't cause much HP for the lady, but it was more about the psychological damage!
The male guy felt a massive blow, and his HP dropped absurdly!
"Hahaha!" And Reylin 'sang', his voice booming in both female and male players.
After one punch, he saddled the man and kept punching him, with a few fireball punches between. The man wasn't ready for anything, and he was also protecting the lady, so his choices were limited.
Never was he in such a situation, so he was pretty much at a loss.
And Reylin's song didn't help him either!
"Hahaha!" He killed the player and took all his drop, which was a few potions and money.
One couldn't wish for more at the early stages, but Reylin had too much fun here.
The moment the player died, his body turned into particles, and Reylin landed on the lady. His eyes shifted down, and he brought his face closer.
He could hear her rough breathing, smell her and thoroughly see her scared eyes.
The same went for the lady, but Reylin's face genuinely frightened her, "L-Let me go..." She whispered in a quiet, meek tone.
"Do I look like William?" Reylin asked, his eyes wide and lips curved up into a sinister smile.
The lady shook her head from side to side a few times, and Reylin nodded, "How was my song?"
"Crazy..."
"I see. Looks like I must sing more!" Reylin grabbed her face! "Bye-bye, woman. Ha-Ha-Ha."