Fantasy Realm [One Piece] [Harry Potter] [Naruto] - [Progression] [LitRPG]

Chapter 181: Calculated Aggression, Lapdogs, and Corruption

[Player is now entering Level 4 Mission...]
[Players gathering... Total number of players: 30]
[World selection: Harry Potter]
[Starting Location: Outside of Hogsmeade Village]
[Timeline: October 1st, 1994 06:30 AM]

[Setting ... skipped]

[Mission parameter: Hogwarts (and surrounding area), Forbidden Forest, ???, ???, ???]

[PvP & PvE Setting:

PvP actions against your fellow allied players are absolutely prohibited and the person engaging the battle will immediately be punished, using soul destruction.

This is a lawful world; openly engaging in battles with characters in public will result in major negative consequences.
WARNING: Aurors may be dispatched]

[Mission Objectives ... skipped]

Rating Tiers (Level 0-4):

F (Death): Player dies, no rewards. E (Penalty): Lose 1 to 3 random stat points. D (Neutral): No stat points, 300–600 FC. C (Average): 1 stat point, 1000–2000 FC. B (Good): 2–3 stat points, 3000–5000 FC. A (Excellent): 4–5 stat points, 6000–10,000 FC. S (Exceptional – Very Rare): 6–8 stat points, 12,000–20,000 FC.

Failure Condition: None
WARNING: Mentioning the existence of the Fantasy Realm to any character results in immediate soul destruction!

[Supporter Menchi, designated as non combat follower. Can be summoned inside a peaceful settlement]

Alex opens his eyes and sees himself surrounded by many other players, standing in front of a small village.

Hogsmeade! Alex thinks, immediately recognizing the village. But what's up with the lack of description? No setting? No mission objectives? Also... PvP is strictly forbidden? With 30 players? Six full teams? His mind races. PvP forbidden... so it's time for this plan? No... please not. Let's wait for the sign.

"Hmph, so much dirt around here," Rishi says loudly.

Every single player turns to look at him.

Damn, I hate this! So it's time for this strategy after all... I still don't know why we have to do this. I'd rather stay low-key.

Without wasting any time, Alex gathers with his team, deciding not to mess around. The other players quickly do the same, and six distinct teams form around him.

To Alex's shock, two of the teams are made up entirely of women of various races. Instinctively, Alex turns to Roja with an accusing glare, but as if she can read his mind, she responds calmly:

"This is a coincidence. Remember the contract—I'm not allowed to lie or betray you. I don't know them, and they aren't from my guild."

Reluctantly, Alex accepts her response and observes the other teams.

Two more teams stand out, both made up entirely of men. One of them looks like a military combat unit—well-trained, disciplined, and carrying guns. The five men stand in a tight formation, their diverse appearances hinting at an international background. Alex notices an Asian man, a black man, two white men, and a Latino.

Americans? Military men? Whatever, it doesn't matter.

The other male team, however, couldn't be more different. They resemble thugs and gangsters, looking like real-life Sizilians,, their smug expressions exuding hostility.