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The position was just right, and Emilia didn't hesitate at all in jumping on the thick wooden beam that had been swung down with the intent to turn her into mush, and using it as a platform to hop higher.
"Eat this, you stupid pig!" She sneered, imbuing [Wind] into her blade before piercing right through the rapidly closing wound.
Had this not been a game, the poor monster would have instantly perished as its brain turned into mush.
The [Boar King] still seemed to feel the pain, though, and roared in agony and rage as it dropped its club and tried to swat the crimson-haired elf off of his body, but to no avail.
Emilia used its big flabby ears and thick strands of 'boar beard' to barely dodge the monster's panicked clawing of his own face.
At this close a distance, she could clearly see that each one of its nails was bigger than her head, and just as deadly to someone her size as that grotesque club.
Luckily, however, in trying to kill her while she was dancing around his face, the [Boar King] ended up shaving a good chunk of its own flesh off his now completely disfigured and bloody face, along with nearly a third of its HP.
Combined with the ten additional full-powered opportunistic slices to its face by a certain crimson-haired elf, it went from a little less than half to almost no HP within a few seconds.
Facing this unexpected windfall, Emilia still didn't take the risk to go 'all in', and chose not to overstay her welcome on the giant boar's body.
Despite her flexibility and excellent response time, it was a bit too unstable and unfamiliar a platform for her to be too overconfident, after all.
Luckily, Crystal's continuous light arrows already spelled doom for the [Boar King], who stupidly remained focused on the crimson-haired elf despite being unable to hit her even once.
Its enraged roars didn't faze Emilia at all, though, and she easily wove through his attacks while slashing at his legs until Crystal was done shaving off the remaining five percent of its HP.
With one last roar full of rage and grief, the poor [Boar King] fell to its knees without being able to score a single hit on a level two newbie.
"Good job, Crystal!" Emilia giggled in satisfaction. 'Being disgraced like that on its first day at 'work'... If it had the option to do so, it would probably resign from the post.'
Crystal happily trotted over to hug Emilia in glee. "You looked so gorgeous while brutalizing its ugly face, I almost forgot to shoot!"
The crimson-haired elf giggled. "How silly. Thankfully, you didn't actually forget, or I may not look so pretty as a bloodstain on the ground."
The two of them both received ten thousand experience points each, shooting them straight from level two to halfway through level four.
With just four thousand more XP, they would hit level five when most players hadn't even reached level two.
Of course, this was only possible since it was only a single party of two that took down the 'Elite' on its own. Such a situation was simply impossible most of the time in this beginner area, so the rewards would generally appear much worse once divided.
Emilia grinned. 'Thankfully, it's still too early for anyone else to know of this guy.'
Maybe someone could do the same much later in the game, when there weren't many new players rushing to join, but by then, they would have already missed out on too much.
The [Boar King]'s body suddenly started to shine, and then burst into particles of light, and while Emilia hadn't expected it to drop anything good, the green glow from within the huge pile of copper coins instantly made her drop her jaw. 'T-There's no way we can be that lucky!'
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Meanwhile, outside the game in a very different part of the world, a man with a thick black handlebar mustache slammed his fist on the table in frustration. "Shit! Didn't I tell you to ask Darryl's team to have him call me immediately?! It's already been nearly an hour!"
To him, it was unbelievable that someone could be so daring as to ignore his request. Even if that guy was a genius, wasn't even he still always polite when speaking to his superiors?
Now that the guy had created such a big mess that he had multiple government officials from around the world grilling him with questions, how could this 'genius' suddenly change his colors without reason?
'I don't get it… he gave up all his stake in the game, so there's no way he got conceited thinking that it would be a huge success or something, right?' The man frowned. 'It's impossible for that genius to be so stupid.'
Not warning them that there would be so many 'rule breaking' elements within 'Arcadia' might be suspicious, but the man was willing to give Darryl the benefit of the doubt.
Maybe geniuses just had a different thought process, and such 'little' things just happened to slip that guy's mind?
Of course, he quickly changed his thoughts on the subject when someone finally brought him the news of what the 'genius' was currently doing.
"He's… playing…? Are you fucking kidding me?!"
The mustached man kicked away the coffee table in front of him in a rage, making everyone else around jump away in fright.
"Calm down, Mr. Dingleberry! I-I'm sure Darryl has a good reason!"
"Y-Yeah, he's probably only testing out the new project himself to make sure nothing goes wrong—!"
Unfortunately, their words only enraged the mustached man further. "Everything is already going wrong!"
The investors may be very forgiving towards the 'genius', but Mr. Dingleberry knew for sure that they would never extend the same courtesy to the likes of him. If this project failed, maybe Darryl would be fine, but what about him?!
"Go pull that fucking 'genius' out of that stupid full-dive trashcan, fast, before we lose billions of dollars on a game that is banned by every fucking government in the world!"
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