Godlike Player in a Game-Like World

When Raydon looked at Galen, his thoughts turned to the question, "Would he be here to bring the inheritance key he promised?"

When they had their last conversation and came to an agreement at the antique shop, Galen told him that he would get an inheritance key from his father and that he would bring it to him two days later.

In any case, the strange thing was that, in addition to the fact that it had not even been exactly 2 days since they had last spoken, Galen was now cleaning the street with a broom in his hand in an extremely serious manner.

Raydon stopped thinking about how strange the situation was and, with the enthusiasm of a child who had just been given a new toy, he made the decision to come downstairs to talk to him.

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"Haven\'t you ever held a broom before? The master will be unhappy if you keep up this poor performance. \'\' The old senile man was watching everyone\'s work intently from the sidelines and said when he noticed Galen\'s clumsiness.

\'\'Actually, this is my first time doing this. \'\' Galen smiled awkwardly in response and continued sweeping while attempting to focus his attention even more than he had before.

"Hey there, you old codger. " With a tray of drinks in hand, one of the aunts went up to the old man and whispered in his ear.

\'\'What? \'\'

"Aren\'t you taking things a tad bit too far here? This person is obviously not ordinary. What if he is an item holder? \'\' She said this as she observed Galen\'s peculiar appearance and the expensive-appearing clothing he was wearing.

\'\'Hmmm… \'\' The old senile man gave Galen a close inspection.

The way Galen\'s hair moved in the breeze made it look like the ocean, and interestingly enough, anyone who got close to him could smell the salty air of the sea. It was also as if there were a peaceful sea inside his pupils, one that was deep and provided a calming effect to anyone who looked at them.

Everyone who looked at him understood right away that he was not an ordinary person, but this elderly senile man obviously didn\'t care and shrugged in response. \'\'So what? There are three item holders here as well. It\'s not something unusual. \'\'

\'\'What 3 are you talking about? Old bastard, I am aware that you are insane, but you cannot count master as one of us. \'\' Aunt remarked while making a face.

Even though they had accepted Raydon as one of their own quite some time ago, after everything that had taken place and after seeing the power that he possessed, the idea that he was just a regular person appeared to them to be an absurd thought.

Since this time, everyone has come to view Raydon as a divine being, and the aunt\'s reaction to hearing this was one of outrage because she considered it blasphemy for the crazy old man to even entertain such a notion.

\'\'Woman, what are you talking about? Obviously, I\'m referring to myself. \'\' The old man glared at her as he raised his hand to demonstrate the crooked writing of red 99 paint that was on it.

\'\'Your mental health deteriorates with each passing day.\'\' The woman stated this while staring in disbelief at the writing that the crazed old man had written in his own hand with the paint that they had just finished applying to the walls.

\'\'Whose health is deteriorating? I\'m still… \'\' The old man was about to deny the comment about his health when he noticed Raydon approaching them and immediately stopped and kneeled.

\'\'Master. \'\'

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\'\'Master.\'\'

Everyone who suddenly noticed Raydon kneeled down to greet him, while Galen, who was overly focused on his work at the time, noticed the situation and said with his head bowed while giving a royal greeting in the direction where everyone else was kneeling.

\'\'Greetings, sir. \'\'

\'\'What are you doing? Have you brought the item? \'\' Raydon inquired in an enthusiastic manner right away, paying no attention to his behavior in the slightest.

\'\'What? You? I thought you were that venerable item holder. \'\' When Galen looked up, he couldn\'t believe his eyes when he saw Raydon standing in front of him.

After a cursory examination of his surroundings, Galen heaved a sigh of relief when he was unable to identify the individual he had confused Raydon with earlier.

He didn\'t want to come here because he believed there was a high-ranking item holder living here from the beginning, but because he didn\'t want to send anyone else for his deal with Raydon, he chose to come here in person and hand over the inheritance key to him.

However, unfortunately for him, the group that was still cleaning the street was the first to see him as he walked to the street in a state of tension and nervousness.

Knowing what had happened to Tika the last time she was here, he asked the group as politely and respectfully as possible where Raydon was, but all of a sudden, in a way that he didn\'t understand, everyone started talking about their Master, and a god with a great deal of power.

He tried to explain that he came here only for Raydon and not for their master, but everyone kept talking about a divine being, and he wasn\'t able to explain himself to these crazy people. In the end, Galen found himself in a bizarre situation where he was compelled to clean the streets and listen to the instructions of the old man.

\'Damn, they said their master is currently resting in his home and can\'t disturb him, and I need to clean the streets while waiting. However, why are they referring to him as the master? \' While Galen continued to be perplexed, he gave Raydon a careful examination, sighed, and thought.

\'\'Just ignore them. Do you have it with you or not? \'\' Raydon ignored Galen\'s question, who appeared to be even more perplexed than before, and then he asked again.