The 100th Regression of the Max-Level Player

Chapter 266: Faction (1)



Chapter 266: Faction (1)

The explanation from Kobolt Blue was straightforward.

“A foreigner was asking others to join their side.”

Heo Tae-seok furrowed his brow.

“A foreigner? Who?”

“I don’t know. I would’ve recognized them if their nickname had popped up.”

“When and where did you hear that?”

“I overheard it by chance while leaving the island after the round ended. That’s all I’ve got.”

Although the information was sparse, the implications were ominous.

“I think that foreigner might be trying to form a faction...”

Kobolt Blue’s opinion made Heo Tae-seok nod in agreement.

He had been thinking the same thing.

‘Splitting up followers of the Death Church, who should be united as one team?’

Whoever it was, Heo Tae-seok couldn’t just stand by and let this slide as the leader of the Church.

“Would you recognize that foreigner’s face if you saw them again?”

“Of course. I never forget a face.”

As soon as Kobolt Blue answered, Heo Tae-seok opened a drawer and pulled out a stack of profile photos of the followers.

“Search for them. Let me know who that foreigner is.”

Kobolt Blue flipped through the hundreds of profiles containing information on the followers. After some time, his finger stopped on one photo.

“It’s this person!”

“Him?”

Heo Tae-seok narrowed his eyes at the culprit and couldn’t help but smirk faintly.

‘Finally, an opportunity to do something that will help the Black Scythe.’

This time, he would deliver results worth noting. A spark of determination flared in Heo Tae-seok’s eyes.

“Hello, we’ve met before, haven’t we?”

A chubby man with a friendly expression was smiling at her.

“Oh... your name was Alex, right?”

“You remember me. Dorothy, right? I’m sorry for the sudden visit.”

“W-well, come in.”

Dorothy led Alex to the sofa.

“Have a seat. Would you like something to drink?”

“No, no. I can’t impose when I’ve shown up unannounced. I’ll just get to the point and leave.”

Sitting across from her, Alex met Dorothy’s gaze.

“I saw your skills while we were hunting monsters on the island. Your archery is truly impressive. So, I have a proposition: would you lend me your strength?”

“What do you mean? Could you explain more clearly?”

“I’d like you to team up with me.”

Dorothy didn’t react with shock but instead frowned deeply. It wasn’t just the audacity of showing up at her home with such a request—it was also the implications. Forming factions within the Death Church could easily sow discord.

Most importantly, she saw no reason to join anyone’s team.

“I refuse. I won’t see you out, so please leave.”

“Wait a moment. Don’t dismiss me just yet. Hear me out.”

When Alex refused to leave and pressed on, Dorothy became irritated. She was about to firmly kick him out when his next words made her doubt her own ears.

“What did you just say? Is that true?”

“Yes. Are you interested now?”

The shock that had momentarily washed over her face disappeared, replaced by intense focus.

“What you just said—tell me more in detail.”

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