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Argo roared, tears welling up in her eyes. She didn't understand why Heathcliff had people stopping her; she just wanted to get to Momo's side!

What does her going to Momo have to do with Heathcliff? Why stop her?

Distracted and distracted, Argo was stabbed in the back, his health dropping by half instantly, turning yellow. Argo also went into a daze, and his series of attacks were interrupted.

"call--"

The player who had blocked Argo had just breathed a sigh of relief and was about to look up at Heathcliff to report that he had completed the mission when his expression changed drastically.

A flash of sword light suddenly flew in from afar.

"This is……"

This time, it was too late to stop it.

A Japanese sword slashed straight into his shoulder and into his chest. He stared in astonishment as his health plummeted from full to a terrifying rate, only stopping when it turned red.

"Uh...uh...you...you!"

The newcomer sheathed his katana, looked at the player with a sneer, and said, "What are you looking at? Haven't you ever seen me, Klein?"

"You look at me with such a defiant look? I'm killing a Yellow Name user! A grown man like you dares to lay a hand on a young girl in broad daylight, especially one with a Yellow Name. So what if I kill you!"

The sudden, swift movement made everyone's hearts leap into their throats once more. Heathcliff rushed over with a cold face and loudly questioned Klein, saying, "Klein, what are you going to do? Are you also going to betray the players and surrender to the Red Name Red Guild?"

"What nonsense are you talking about? You middle-aged man with a gloomy face, why don't you just be a middle-aged man, go back to your job, go bald, and play your escort game? Why are you trying to play games like us young people? Are you brain-dead?"

Heathcliff's veins bulged as he glared at Klein. One Momo would have been enough, so why did Klein have to jump out now?

"And another thing, I'm in a bad mood, a really bad mood right now! I just questioned my brother, and he called me an idiot for driving him to the brink of despair. Now my brother's woman wants to go see him, and you dare to stop me? Believe me, I'll chop you up in a heartbeat!"

"I haven't been a thug for years. Do you think I, Klein, grew up on the streets? I was a small-time boss on Dongshan Street back in the day, you bastard!"

Klein gave Heathcliff the middle finger, and it seemed that the current situation had opened the floodgates in many people's hearts, releasing the side they had been hiding the most.

"Klein! I'm stopping Argo from joining the Red-Name Guild. Do you want to see another Red-Name player named Argo in the future?!"

"Once there's a first, there will be a second. Do you want to see all the players bewitched by these red-named players and end up with red names too?"

"If everyone dies at the hands of those with red names, can you bear the responsibility?"

Klein picked at his ear and said, "Don't think I'm stupid. Can't I see through your shitty thoughts? You're just jealous of my brother Momo and want to bring him down, aren't you?"

"You talk like you're some kind of hero. If you're so capable, go and kill those red-named players! They're right here. Aren't you some kind of knightly order? Organize a knight charge for me!"

"You bastard! I..."

"Heathcliff!"

Kirito walked over with a cold face and said, "Heathcliff, you said you wanted to stop Argo and prevent him from becoming a red-named player?"

"Yeah, is there a problem? Kirito-kun, this Klein doesn't know anything. Don't you agree with my approach either?"

Kirito remained noncommittal, saying, "So, the way to prevent Argo from becoming a red-named player is to kill him? To prevent one player from doing evil, you kill one player first? Does this theory really make sense?"

"Stop, Heathcliff!"

“If it really comes down to it, I’ll make the same choice as Klein and kill your man first. He’s a yellow-named individual, and I feel he’s a bigger threat than Argo.”

Heathcliff's rage was almost palpable. He glared at Kirito and Klein, saying, "I see. Is this your justice? Now you know you're wrong, and you're pretending to be righteous again? If you really are righteous, then go fight those red-named players!"

"Klein, didn't you say you were Momo's brother? Then take your knife and go rescue your brother!"

Heathcliff's roar unexpectedly did not elicit a rebuttal from Klein. Instead, Klein covered his face and burst into tears.

"I... am not worthy of being his brother. He is my brother, but I am not his brother... I don't know what to do... If I take action, will it be good or bad? I can't keep up with the pace!"

“Mo Mo… since he doesn’t object… he must have thought it through. I don’t know what to do. What if I make a mistake again… I…”

Heathcliff stared in astonishment at Klein, who was crying, then looked at Kirito and found that Kirito also had a sorrowful but bewildered expression.

"Is that so... I see..."

Heathcliff understood.

Kirito and Klein were both startled.

Everything that happened today left everyone present in a state of extreme exhaustion and tension, both physically and mentally, on the verge of a breakdown. They simply dared not do anything more.

After all, Mo Mo is not dead yet; he is just surrounded by red-named players, and he has not put up any resistance.

They felt they couldn't keep up with Mo Mo's pace and were afraid of making more mistakes. They absolutely couldn't bear the thought of repeating the same mistake as before.

"In any case... Heathcliff, your concerns are valid, but your actions are not. Let Argo go. Even if she does become a red-named player, she can't even handle your subordinates, so what are you worried about?"

Heathcliff looked at Argo, who, with his yellow blood, met Heathcliff's gaze without hesitation, revealing his hidden little fangs.

"I'll kill you, old man!"

"what!"

"Ha ha!"

Heathcliff suddenly laughed, a somewhat forced but somewhat gratified laugh, though no one knew why he laughed.

Heathcliff waved his hand, and his several terrified players quickly carried the player in the "Redology" state, who was seriously injured, to a secluded place to help him recover his health.

What was originally just a routine interception has clearly escalated into a life-or-death struggle, and they were clearly not prepared for it.

"why are you laughing?"

Argo asked Heathcliff with some curiosity. Now Argo vaguely understood that Heathcliff was definitely a major suspect in today's events, after all, he was someone that Momo had been paying close attention to.

"Let's go. Indeed, there's no point in stopping you now."

"As for why I laughed, you'll understand later... No, telling you now doesn't really matter."

"To my surprise, I didn't see what I was looking for, but I unexpectedly saw other good things. Things that I had never really believed in before."

"Ha, the lament of a foolish middle-aged man, his self-righteous reflections on life. Save those for your brain-dead subordinates!"

Argo mocked Heathcliff, then turned to look at Kirito and Klein, his gaze now filled with sincerity.

"Thank you."

"No, don't thank us... It's my fault, it's all my fault..."

Kirito, following Klein, couldn't help but cry.

"Be a man, Kirito! If what Momo said is true, then this day will come sooner or later even if you do nothing."

"Speaking of which, perhaps I should thank you, Kirito. Without you, I probably would have lost even this last chance to face myself."

"I don't know what Momo is thinking, so I can't say anything on his behalf. However, I, Argo, can swear on my honor that you are my good friends, Argo the Rat!"

"There might be a chance... well, never mind."

Argo said no more, gave the two of them a bright smile, and turned back to Momo.

This time, no one stopped Argo. As soon as Argo began to walk, the hundreds of people in front of her made way for her, creating a wide and straight path.

Some of the players standing by the roadside were trying their best to stand up straight, as if they wanted to show their respect for Argo in this way.

Thank you.

Argo silently recited the mantra to herself, then she started walking, then running, faster and faster, getting closer and closer to Momo.

PoH, watching all this from a distance with great interest, said to Momo beside him, "Boss, what a nice girl! You should grab her! Compared to that well-behaved Asuna, I think this biting rat is more suitable for you, boss."

After saying that, PoH waved his hand, and the red-named players surrounding Momo made way.

"Oh, right, I almost forgot, we still have to act." As she spoke, she put her hand on Mo Mo's shoulder and waved a wood-chopping knife in her hand.

Argo ignored the red-named players around him and charged straight at Momo, leaping into Momo's arms.

PoH wisely stepped aside, and with a wave of his hand, Argo and Momo's figures were once again obscured, and no one could see what was happening inside.

“Well then,” PoH said, turning on the megaphone again, “I’m leaving with these two poor, desperate lovers. Have a great day, everyone.”

Sweet dreams!

099 Never mind, I'm out of ideas.

"Alright, Argo, if you hug me this tight, we won't be able to walk!"

"No, why are you walking so fast? Are you in such a hurry to die?"

Argo rejected Momo's persuasion without hesitation. At this moment, Argo hugged Momo's chest and leaned almost against her. Every step they took was extremely difficult.

It was like two people playing a three-legged race, the only difference being that there were only the two of them, and neither of them had any ropes tied to their feet.

Argo closed her eyes, a smile playing on her lips, as if she were enjoying this strange amusement. If there weren't tear stains on her eyes, and if there weren't so many red-named players around them, she and Momo would probably be mistaken for an overly affectionate couple.

Mo Mo glanced at PoH apologetically. PoH grinned, looked up and scanned the crowd. Dozens of red-named players looked at each other with strange expressions.

This was probably the strangest thing they did when they entered SAO, surrounding two very strange people, and the players with the most peculiar reactions to death.

Faced with a large group of vicious, red-named executioners, what choices will Momo and Argo make...?

Dog abuse.

"what!"

Argo suddenly screamed. It turned out that Momo had bent down and picked her up in his arms. Argo subconsciously opened her eyes and saw a large group of bright red names around her, then quickly closed them again.

What are you doing?!

After taking a few deep breaths, Argo tried to forget the red-named person beside her and imagined that only she and Momo were there, and that Momo was holding her and walking away into the distance.

After a short while, Argo's heart calmed down.

"If you don't give me Argo a reason, I'll call for help! Then your reputation will be completely ruined, and Asuna... no girl will like you then!"

Mo Mo smiled slightly and said, "Isn't having you enough? With you, my adorable little mouse, my heart is melting. How about it, little mouse, come with me somewhere to do something?"

"What, do you want Miss Mouse to die with you for love?"

"No, it's to have an affair!"

Argo's face flushed red, and he said, "Stealing...stealing...cheating! How can you even say that? Have you no shame? You still haven't forgotten her?"

"Ugh, what am I, Argo, doing? I've given so much and I'm still not number one?"

Argo kicked his feet haphazardly with his eyes closed for a minute, then seemed to get tired, his face flushed even more from the exertion.

"Well... never mind. It's come to this. If we can still have one more chance to have an affair, that's not bad. At least, Momo, in the end, I can be with you."