Supreme Archer: Taking The Game's Weakest Class To The Top

Prince had lost it upon his death.

"Just kill me! Let me go, you whales! I hate you!" the tank screamed. His voice bounced off the helmet's interior, making him more pitiful.

Prince scoffed, "You hate whales when they keep free to play games… free?! If you were smarter, you would have sold this helmet and bought yourself a better equipment set! Nah! You should have bought flowers for your mother, a car for your father, and dinner for them in the five-star restaurant! There's no depth to you at all! Loser!"

The tank stuttered, "I-It's worth this much?! I'm not giving it back!"

"Oh, you are!" Prince shook the tank's head as though it was a bowling ball.

Sin Blackberry approached them and glared down at the man.

She faintly smiled.

It was a smile of a cold and merciless devil, "I can see a gap between his helmet and armor… don't gnaw at him like that. Just keep him still."

It was a gap caused simply because the expensive helmet didn't match the rest of the equipment!

Prince locked the tank in a combination of a wrestler move and taunt. It was a bizarre combination, considering his heavy armor.

That was when Sin Blackberry casually beheaded the man.

She was fast and clean. So much skill had been behind that simple move that Jake would have believed her if she had told him that she had used a game skill instead of her experience.

It was also quite merciless.

Although Jake also left his enemies headless, he had done it with the arrow. He could have felt each impact in his bones, blood, and heart, but it wasn't similar to coming close to the player and beheading him with such a skilled technique.

It was a muscle memory.

Jake at least thought so.

He approached them and said, "You got your helmet back. Is this one of the glitches in the system, though? I mean, does beheading a player mean he will one hundred percent lose his helmet?"

He hadn't seen enough deaths to know how exactly killing and dying worked on the mainland. Jake's friend told him that losing a level and an item was an absolute rule.

Since he didn't see any item drop from the tank, Jake believed the siblings used a glitch to force the helmet to drop from the tank. Otherwise, following the common sense of the games, the head should have turned into particles along with the helmet.

It happened to the rest of the body, after all.

Sin Blackberry nodded, "You could say it's a glitch. We also could have stripped him naked before killing him, but we won't stoop to their level. We're taking back what's ours and leaving the rest of the drops to the game system."

Jake mused aloud, "Couldn't he have killed himself before you got the helmet?"

"He doesn't have balls," Sin Blackberry curtly replied.

It took Jake a second to understand what she meant.

Just like most players didn't want to conquer The Unconquerable Mountain because they feared death, a lot of players couldn't commit suicide in the game world.

It was a part of human nature.

Humans can't have nightmares of dying because their brains can't understand death itself. Similarly, there's a mental block preventing many players from killing themselves.

In hindsight, it must seem like a simple thing to do.

Slit a throat or pierce the heart with a weapon… it must really sound easy, but the virtual reality was so immersive that even the high-level players who had died numerous times in the jaws of monsters, natural lands, and more still couldn't bring themselves to do it.

It takes more than being talented to be a high-level player who can face thousands of enemies, including himself.

Jake nodded, "I see. It sounds like a good glitch to leverage… I will share what I've learned. So, it seems there are unwritten rules between the high guilds. I've learned of one of them. It's related to alt chars. Anyone who has more than one character can't join different guilds.

Once that is exposed, the player becomes blacklisted."

"Sounds like a common sense," Sin Blackberry smiled. "Thanks for sharing that with us."

"Likewise," Jake smiled, "Also, can I call you Sin? It sounds so much simpler and effective."

"Go ahead," Sin nodded.

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"Haha! That was a beauty to behold! I read him like a book! I truly am the dark knight! Princesses of this world shall soon scream my name, and I will steal their hearts away from their princes… ah, that's my curse," Prince spun around in a dramatic way as though he didn't want any woman to squeal at him like a fan girl.

Of course, he wanted that. His tone said so.

Sin Blackberry was so used to him that she could turn off her ears to his voice. She squatted and picked up a dropped item from the healer. It was a mantle.

Jake also picked up his loot.

It was a sword.

"It's unique… so not that big of a drop," Jake said.

A certain man felt a pang in his heart at the same time.

"Ender, see if you can make a temporary nest here!" Jake shouted.

A few breaths later, Ender peeked from the shadows.

Jake smiled and shoved the loot into the nest.

"Keep an eye on the capacity… good work so far," Jake smiled and scratched the baby eagle's head with his finger.

Ender screeched before returning to his nest.

'The range and even temporary nests don't seem like a problem so far… there's a chance we will be able to work around the entire dungeon with Ender's darkness… it's such a blessing, to be honest,' Jake thought.

He turned around and faced the dark knight.

Jake brightly smiled.

It was a suggestive smile.

"It feels so nice not to have to worry about tanks… that might be troublesome with more numbers, though. Can you keep the entire front busy alone if there are more numbers?"

Prince winked, "I can."

Jake chuckled, "I must have passed the test, then."

"Ah, my dark horse! If you were in a pinch, I would have saved you in time! Have you seen a little of my battle with that cheap tank? I had his number from the start! So much that you wouldn't be surprised if I had his sister or mother's numbers! Haha!" Prince laughed aloud.

"You know what we can do now, too. We had to test each other… but I would believe in you from the start if it were me."

Sin Blackberry sighed.

Jake grinned, "Why is that?"

"This mask lies on you so well," Prince broadly smiled. "It brings out the best of your real smile. It's the genuine art! Who says only women can be crazy? The art is for everyone!"

Jake decided not to pursue this topic and only nodded at the weirdo.

It wasn't like Jake thought of himself as crazy. The purpose of his joker mask was also different.

Sin chimed in, "Their guild must now know about us, so let's change our location."