Reborn: Rise of the Greatest Summoner

Deep inside a volcano at the eastern borders of Planet Darvis, the Hellfire Mountains…

When looked at from outside, this volcano was a normal one but inside it was something entirely different, it was the hideout of a secret organization.

This was the main base of the Clown Society.

Inside this active volcano was a hive of activity. As the main base of the organization of psychopaths, there was a bunch of them gathered here as they did different activities, mostly transporting the Element Bombs.

This was where the notorious Clown personally created the Element Bombs.

As a fire affinity high-grade Elementalist, Clown had a great affinity with the massive Hellfire Mountains. This was his home and where he got his ambition to liberate the world of order and herald the age of chaos again.

He already got to the stage where he could train his fire Elementalist abilities through the heat and fire of this active volcano.

After planning for over a decade, 3 days ago, his liberation plan finally gained momentum as the Clown Society took the whole planet by storm.

After 3 days, they already more or less hit the most prosperous shelters and locations in the world, now the reports of the attacks started coming in.

Of the 100 locations that were targeted, less than 80 were successful.

Even with his decade-long planning, such a success rate was already impressive, Clown was satisfied with what his organization was able to achieve.

Next was analyzing the 20 odd locations that managed to withstand their momentum. Even with his already impressive success rate, the Clown was greedy, he wanted to get a 100% success rate.

Of these 20 odd locations where his psychopaths were unable to overrun, only one of them was not guarded by an official regiment from any of the main academies, the Blue Scale prefecture.

On seeing this name, the Clown’s eyes narrowed as he had a flashback.

“Hmm, a warrior wise enough to evade my energy check”.

“Interesting…, who is he?”

After going through all 20 odd locations, Clown gave new orders to the psychopaths that were ready to change the world with him.

“Go to these new locations and strike again, this times 3 times harder”.

“Also, find out the main reason for our first failure…”, his eyes narrowed. “Especially in the Blue Scale prefecture”.

“Yes, Clown”.

On hearing his name called, the Clown widened his teeth. He was fighting against order, his organization had no order, there was no hierarchy, no leader, the hierarchy was natural according to the power of the warriors.

His fellow psychopaths recognized him as their forerunner because of his strength. If a stronger warrior came, he would become their forerunner.

This made things chaotic but at the same time natural.

He laughed maniacally. “Hahaha…, hehehe…, chaos…”

…

“Horny Assassin?!”

Legolas felt goosebumps on seeing this name.

As a player once himself, he knew how eccentric players could be. His player character name in his previous life was pretty ridiculous also, but even with all his experience, this player’s name was a first to Legolas.

Just thinking of the cursed idea that gave birth to the imagination to give himself this name sent chills down his spine.

“Huh?”

Horny Assassin paused as he felt the feeling of someone staring at him. His eyes narrowed, he was too used to this feeling, this was what he felt when the perverts started staring at his real life muscular and fit body.

Experienced, he behaved like he didn’t know what was happening and a few minutes later, he turned around abruptly and pointed his hands at Legolas.

“Hey pervert! I see you!”

“…” Legolas looked around.

“Yes, you, don’t look back…” Mid-speech, Horny Assassin paused as he just noticed that this guy was not a player, he was a freaking NPC.

“Huh? They made a pervert NPC? Nice, these guys are really amazing!”

Without giving a damn about the NPC’s reaction, Horny Assassin went closer and walked around him, observing him curiously. After observing to his fill, this was when he finally remembered to check this NPC’s interface status.

[NPC Character: Legolas Baron]

Level: ???

Grade: ???

Main Class: Summoner

Danger Level: Extremely Dangerous!

…

Horny Assassin paused at this point. His movements now rigid and animated, he finally raised his head to look at this NPC who was also looking at him curiously.

“Hehe…, hi”.

“What is your name?” Legolas asked with an amused expression on his face.

Though they haven’t even spoken to each other, from the little that he observed, Legolas already understood the personality of this player that was before him. He was definitely a headache but was also perfect for his intentions.

On noticing that the NPC had no intentions of killing him, the blonde-haired player heaved a sigh of relief and replied awkwardly.

“Um…, Horny Assassin?”

“…”

‘Sh*t, this guy is the braindead type’. Legolas was speechless.

If it was any intelligent player, on seeing a non-hostile high-grade NPC, he/she would have been enthusiastically probing for a hidden mission already.

For this guy though, he guessed he needed to be more proactive.

He adjusted his expression to look more NPC-like. “My luck seemed to have regressed a lot in recent weeks, nothing seems to be working, I would really wish to have a helper who would assist me now”.

“Huh?” Horny Assassin scratched his head. “Are you foolish? There are helpers all over the market, you can’t possibly mean to have not seen them right?”

“…” Legolas died.

Speechless, he took it a step further. “I have a mission…”

He barely finished before Horny Assassin’s brain finally clicked as his eyes shone. “A mission? A high-grade NPC…, hidden missions…, damn, how did I miss the clue for so long?”

“Your Highness NPC, your lowly servant is at your service”.

“…”𝑜𝑣𝑙xt.𝕔𝑂𝕞

The number of times that Legolas was left speechless could not be counted again. By now, he no longer attributed common sense with this player.

He ignored him and accessed his NPC function interface, the next moment, he created a Grade F mission.

Horny Assassin’s eyes shone as his interface lit up.

[You have received a Grade F Mission: Follow me]

“Yes!” He was ecstatic but he soon paused.

“Huh? Follow me? Is that a mission?” He scratched his head.