Return of the Sword God-Rank Civil Servant novel Chapter 436

He’s recruiting for a guild here, out of nowhere?

Su-ho narrowed his eyes.

‘Why?’

What on earth is the reason?

Weren’t these bastards the type whose main objective was fragging?

Especially the Hex he knew was a guy with an especially severe chosen-people complex.

So it didn’t make sense.

‘He’s from the working class himself, yet he discriminates like filth.’

The era had changed drastically, but class discrimination still existed in Britain.

Simply put, in Britain the royals and nobles are called the upper class, the middle class the mid class, and workers or the poor the working class—and Hex was from the lower tier of the working class, the poor.

So when he became a star player, you’d have thought he’d talk more than anyone about freedom and equality, but a man is changed by where he stands: once he stood in the seat of a star, he acted as though he were upper class and displayed a vicious chosen-people mentality.

‘Why would that kind of guy suddenly ask me to join his guild?’

His intent was nothing if not impure.

But that was fine.

There were plenty of ways to check an impure intent.

And he felt like he might be starting to understand why that guy was suddenly adopting this attitude.

Su-ho frowned and asked,

“Suddenly?”

“Yeah.”

“You’re joking, right?”

“No.”

“So you’re serious?”

“Yeah.”

With his answer, a white aura appeared.

The effect of the Ring of Joy and Sorrow.

In other words, that statement was sincere.

“You hesitated to take my hand at first, and now this? I have no idea what your angle is.”

“For that I apologize. I’m a bit shy with strangers.”

With those words, the white aura turned to black energy.

Which meant: a lie.

‘Unbelievable.’

Suppressing a scoff, Su-ho said,

“Why not be honest? You got my buff and suddenly felt like you wanted to get chummy?”

“And if I did?”

“What?”

“Seems there’s a misunderstanding. I am shy with strangers. But separately from that, as the one leading a guild representing Britain, I believe that no matter how shy I am, recruiting talent for the sake of the nation is more important. And you happen not to have a guild, and I like your ability. So I’m proposing to recruit you.”

What a madman.

At his answer, Su-ho clicked his tongue.

He knew the man was blunt, but this blunt?

And still a white aura.

Meaning sincerity.

Which made it even harder to understand.

Hex, you came from the poor, so why act like a socially inept noble?

If you were poor, you would have had to read the room all the more {N•o•v•e•l•i•g•h•t} to survive.

Of course, he knew why he did it.

Hex had a deep inferiority complex about status, so he deliberately behaved that way.

So that he would be seen as truly of the noble class.

There seemed no need to keep talking.

Su-ho asked one last thing.

“Then are you proposing to take me in as a comrade, or as a tool?”

“Well, of course......”

Hex’s gaze shifted ever so slightly.

“As a comrade.”

At that answer, Su-ho also replied slowly.

“Alright, got it. But I’ll think about your offer.”

“I hope you make a wise choice.”

Finishing his words, Hex left to resume his role.

Once Hex departed, Hiro muttered to himself with a baffled look.

“A madman......”

Yes, a madman.

Is there any word that describes Hex better than that?

There probably isn’t.

What was funnier was that Alex showed no reaction at all.

No matter.

Thanks to that, he could be sure.

That those two bastards were in cahoots. And—

‘That Hex is truly a rotten one.’

An offer to recruit him “as a comrade”?

Don’t make him laugh.

All that blunt talk, and yet for that final question he exuded a black aura.

Meaning, not as a comrade but as a tool—and that meant he was looking down on him completely.

And even as he was behaving like that, the fact that Alex stayed quiet suggested the two had coordinated this conduct in advance.

Otherwise there would be no reason for Alex to sit still at Hex’s sudden move.

‘Alex is also the head of a guild representing America. There’s no reason to sit still while a foreign Player publicly headhunts in front of him.’

They must have had some sort of prior agreement, which was why he stayed put.

‘Feels like this kind of “recruiting” isn’t their first or second time......’

A thought flashed through Su-ho’s mind—surely not.

‘No, surely not.’

Surely they weren’t doing this kind of headhunting, and if the other side refused, killing them all?

That would be truly beyond the pale.

But if that really was the truth......

‘Then you’ll live a life where you can neither die nor live.’

He knew Alex and Hex were valuable assets.

But so what?

Even if you brought him a truckload of the two—no, of those punks—if he didn’t want them, that was that.

He’d just have to accomplish dozens—no, hundreds—of times their share.

‘So it’s true what they say: the real enemy is inside.’

Suppressing his anger, Su-ho waited for Hex to return.

*

Only after a good while did Hex come back.

Hex explained the surrounding terrain and what kinds of monsters were around.

As Su-ho had expected, this place teemed with rabbit monsters.

The problem was that though they were called rabbit monsters, in reality they were closer to monster rabbits than cute bunnies.

Well, no matter.

Cute rabbits or monster rabbits—he’d kill them all just the same.

Hex, back again, said,

“I found what looks like the boss room, so I’ll guide you there by the shortest route.”

“Good. Then I’ll take point, Nguyen in the middle, and Yasuda at the rear. That’s textbook formation. Hex, I don’t need to tell you yours, right?”

“Right. I’ll cover from the periphery.”

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