Chapter 151 - Isaac's Match.

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Isaac tapped the table in front of him with anxiousness. Tristan and Tiffany didn't know what he was anxious for, but they also had questions of their own.

''Wraith... How did you get the lab coat?'' Tristan asked with a wry smile.

''Oh...'' Isaac bit his lip and scratched his head with awkwardness, ''I might have or I might have not knocked out few guys with lab coats and took it from them.''

''Oof...'' ToughGuy140 covered his mouth with side of his fist and said, ''You knocked out few dudes who were doing their jobs? You psychopath!''

Tristan and Tiffany wryly smiled. They took their communication devices and informed them to go to room 678.

''I thought they are bad guys who want to do some experiments on me, not my fault.'' Isaac rubbed his forehead, while his left hand's index finger was still tapping on the table.

''That's what criminals say! You crazy maniac!'' ToughGuy140 scremead right into Isaac's ear.

''Stop shouting!'' Isaac screamed and pushed ToughGuy140's head away.

''He is lunatic!'' ToughGuy140 shouted and stood up, ''I can't stay here anymore while this mass-murdering psycho is here! Where was the exit?!''

Isaac's mouth and eyebrow twitched as his trigger finger was itching.

Tristan wryly smiled and pointed at the direction of the exit, ''There, once you open the door, there will be staircase, which leads you to the surface.''

ToughGuy140 nodded and snorted towards Isaac, ''All kinds of people are allowed to play it seems... You should be in prison and not as free man, who knows what kind of sick stuff you are doing in your free time!'' He humped one last time and stormed out.

''Heh...'' Isaac chuckled and clenched his fist in tight hold.

He watched as ToughGuy140 left the room with his chin up pointing at the heavens.

''Any more questions? If not, we need to start another match and find whoever wants to fight.'' Tiffany said and was about to stand up.

But then, Isaac remembered something, ''Wait... Are you two familiar of Players having a function called Map?''

''Ah, yes.'' Tristan nodded and poined at the waitress to get him a drink.

The waitress nodded and went straight to the bar desk.

''What about it?'' Tiffany asked.

''There was a red dot beeping, which led me straight to here, I don't think it was coincidence.'' Isaac said and locked his hands.

''We have heard that from other Players too...'' Tristan sighed and looked around the room, ''Each single one of these Players found their way here because the red dot... We might have a hunch that it was the Judgment that called them here.''

''I see...'' Isaac said and looked at the Players, who were talking with each other, or staying alone to drink whatever the bar desk offered.

''You two aren't worried that someone will reveal the location?'' He decided to ask, but only received shrugs from both Tristan and Tiffany.

''Only the ones who saw the red dot is only able to come here.'' Tiffany said, and before Isaac could ask more questions, she continued, ''Only Players who saw the red dot can do the 'Descent' and no one else, we don't know why, but we don't mind.''

''I see...'' Isaac received his answers, but he also got more questions in his mind, but he had a hunch that both Tristan and Tiffany can't answer them.

''I now need to start next match.'' Tiffany said and stood up slowly, her thigh red dress, that outlined her curves nicely made it slightly difficult for her to make quick movements.

''Wait...'' Isaac raised his hand, which caused a frown to appear on Tiffany's face.

''Can I... Fight in the next match?'' He asked with his heartbeat going on overdrive.

Both Tristan and Tiffany looked surprised.

''Are you sure?'' Tristan asked seriously, ''If you die... I hear Players has big penalties that makes them a lot weaker.''

''That's right and you are Marksman.'' Tiffany said. She remembered her class after looking at his Interface, ''Marksman aren't exactly good for PvP and the arena is only 100 meters in length, you can neither hide or increase your distance to your opponent.''

Isaac smiled and stood up. He took off the lab coat and put it gently on the couch, which also revealed his Lizard Scale Armor.

''Also...'' Tiffany pointed at the armor, ''Armory isn't allowed, it might give other Players unfair advantage.''

''Ah...'' Isaac looked at his armor and pressed a button in front of him, which sucked the armor inside his Inventory.

He also took his Camouflage outfit and put it on with a press of a button.

Tristan and Tiffany was surprised to see his outfit, which was something they had never seen before.

''Nice outfit... But, grey color isn't my favorite.'' Tristan said and finally received his drink from the waitress.

''Oh, what is it?'' Isaac asked curiously with his mouth slightly curved into a small smile.

''This.'' Tristan pointed at his drink, which had liquid in color of blue, ''I love color of blue and my dream has always been to see an ocean, but...'' He sighed and took a sip of his drink, ''But, ocean is nowhere to be seen in Stronglord Empire.''

''Alright, blue.'' Under shocked eyes of Tristan and Tiffany, his grey outfit turned into a ocean blue!

''W-What?!'' Tiffany covered her mouth with shocked eyes.

Even Tristan almost dropped his cup out of shock.

''There, now, anymore rules I need to be aware of?'' Isaac asked with amused smile. Everyone likes to flex and he isn't any different.

''No...'' Tiffany said after calming down her emotions, ''You can use your Main Weapon, doesn't matter if someone has stronger or not, it would be unfair for them to use weapons they aren't familiar with.''

Isaac nodded, ''Who is my opponent?''

''I will go find one...'' Tiffany said and moved out of the couch, ''I have a hunch that many will fight knowing that their opponent is Marksman.'' With those words of amusement, she left with her hips moving back and forth, making both NPCs and Players have hard time looking away.

Tristan finished his drink with a gulp and stood up, ''I will show you where you can enter the arena, follow me..'' He turned around and started walking towards the corridor, where Isaac came from.