Not Worth It

"Woah!"

A nearby person exclaimed loudly, causing Albion to shift his gaze over before seeing a 30-year old male Hunter in a brown cloak making his way over with quickened steps.

"Holy sh*t, man. I've been on Hunter World for 3 months now, but I have never seen such a red name like yours. It's practically glowing!"

The Brown-Cloaked Hunter marveled at the bright crimson name hanging above Albion's head before asking with intense curiosity, "What did you do exactly?"

"Would you believe me if I said I accidentally kill over 20 thousand spectators during a Battle Royale?" Albion responded nonchalantly, not expecting anyone to believe him.

As he expected, the Brown-Cloaked Hunter immediately burst into laughter upon hearing his words, not taking him seriously.

"Hahaha! This brother sure knows how to jest. Everyone knows that spectators cannot be attacked due to the barrier separating the battle map from the spectating area. It's fine if you don't want to tell me…"