Reincarnated With A Badluck System - 66 Sharing Badluck

“Where the hell did you guys go?”

“Were you guys so horny that you couldn’t hold back?”

“Teeheehee… Team leader, why are your hair and dress all messed up?”

The rest of the squad bombards us with questions as we suddenly appear right in front of them.

It is apparent that Abby used some kind of teleportation or speed magic…because it didn’t even take up to a minute before we were back in the guild.

But man….these questions are outrageous.

“Enough!!” Abby announces. “Yes, we went to have some fun… and so what? He’s my boyfriend can’t we get intimate?”

“Ahh~” the squad mutters in unison.

“Cough!…. I understand that you guys can get intimate, but during a mission…. Isn’t it a little uhm….” Laura suddenly covers Russell’s mouth, stopping him from completing his sentence.

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I turn my head and realize that the old man is no longer inside the cubicle. He has been replaced by a scrawny, young man whose age I can’t tell. If I didn’t know any better, I’d say he was Russell’s elder brother.

“You chose the mission; Procure the sacred lotus of Agus, am I right?” The scrawny man asks.

“Yes,” Abby answers and gives him the brown token in her hand.

The man collects the token and inserts it inside an odd-looking machine that is making a humming sound.

Sometime later, the machine makes a clicking sound and pops out the token, while the man picks it up and gives it back to Abby.

“The mission has been registered under your name; Abby Walter… right?”

“Yes,” Abby answers again, clearly annoyed by the man.

“Good, you have to come back within two days. If you can’t retrieve the lotus, just come back to the base because the mission would have been ousted from the guild at the end of those two days, and it won’t earn you any reputation points or substantial wealth.” The man says and his eyes begin to scan every one of us.

When his gaze falls on me, his eyes squint.

“Isn’t this the new guy? Are you sure you want to embark on this trip, Vincent Oswald?” He asks me.

Fuck!…. This bastard– he just revealed my identity.

I start to notice everyone around me whispering and staring at me like I’m a gold mine. Even my squad members are shocked.

Of course, the name Oswald is pretty popular, since my mom is a strong mage and a marquis while my late dad….was well, some kind of hero.

The only person who isn’t shocked right now is Abby since she had always known my true identity. But she’s clearly angry at this man right now.

I can tell by her reaction as she clenches her fist which is emitting flecks of fire.

She is also angry about the fact that people are accusing her of dating me because of my background.

“Mr. Conor wouldn’t it be better if you didn’t poke around other people’s privacy. Do you realize that you just endangered him by revealing his identity? 

Do you want me to roast that bushy beard of yours? Well, you’ll explain yourself to master Edgar when he comes back.” Abby tells Conor with a smile but man….it is not a nice smile.

“Ahh~ Mrs. Walter I’m s-sorry, please we don’t need to settle this with fireballs. I’ll apologize to Mr. Oswald, and receive my punishment when Master Edgar arrives,” Conor replies and gulps, as his robe suddenly gets drenched with sweat due to the heat emanating from Abby’s fist.

He turns to me. 

“Mr. Oswald, I’m very s-sorry, please forgive my imprudence, and also extend my greetings to your mom…” He apologizes, but man…. I won’t forgive him for dragging my mom into this. She’s mine, how dare he tell me to greet her.

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[You have marked a new Beta]

[Cuckold Conor by fucking his wife to get your revenge and appease the Incubus god]

Seeing the characters that suddenly flash before my eyes. I start to wonder who this Incubus god is? Is he a god on the level of Laximus?

“Take care of Mr. Oswald, I owe his parents a huge favor,” Conor suddenly tells my squad as he hands over a small box to Abby.

Maybe I should reconsider cuckolding him…After All, I got him wrong…

[The Host wouldn’t Dare!]

[The Beta Has Been Marked By The System]

[The Host wouldn’t Want To Face The Wrath Of The Incubus god.]

Oof, sorry man….you’ve been marked by the Badluck system. Sharing a little of my Bad Luck shouldn’t be that bad.

But this is making me wonder if the system is beginning to possess a consciousness of it’s own or if some god is just messing around with me.

[That’s it, Vincent! You just have to share your karma!] Myra announces.

What do you mean?

[Breaking down people by cuckolding them or taking what they cherish the most should gradually reduce your bad karma!] 

Do you mean I should become evil?

[Something like that…but you can’t touch the righteous ones!] Myra utters with excitement like she just discovered a hidden puzzle.

What do you mean by righteous?

[I mean innocent people… You don’t have to take from innocent people. You can break the greedy, cunning, exploitative, and influential people whose hands aren’t clean…]

UwU…. I get what you mean.

“Ya Moda fuckers should leave! Whadda hell are ya doing fa over 20 minutes!”

“Fuck! The queue is getting long, I should have joined that row,”

“Just leave already so that the queue will reduce,”

People start to protest and yell at us, accusing us of wasting too much time registering a mission.

Abby hands over the box to Laura and we start to walk away from the guild….

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We are now in the outer section of the guild, and we’re seated on a long bench that is situated on some sort of lawn that is meant for the comfort of the disciples.

Several other disciples are seated on other benches on this lawn. Although, they are mostly a group of young girls.

Cough! When I say young girls, they aren’t really small. They are just a group of lolis.

“Russell, go fetch a robe for Vincent, Laura, and Kim go prepare for our voyage, and Kurt….prepare the magic scrolls,” Abby assigns a role to everyone and hands over a space ring to Laura as she is much calmer than Kim.

After getting assigned their tasks, everyone departs, leaving me and Abby alone, on the bench.

“Vincent, let’s go to Master Edgar’s compartment. He left the key with me and told me to allow you to pick a weapon from his collections.” Abby tells me and grabs my hand without waiting for a reply.