{[Hidden Objective: Side. "Safe!"The Dungeon is a dangerous place, if not careful, one could easily lose his life.
Condition: Reach the 18 floors.
{[Hidden objective: Side. "Plus ultra!"
The dungeon, while being a dangerous place, is also a land of promise, grab every opportunity.
Condition: Map every floor you encounter.
{[Hidden Objective: Side. "Safty plus ultra!"
While you can"t neglect your growth you can"t either do for you denizen and fellow Evans!
Condition: Bring the Dungeon floor core.
{[Hidden Objective: Side. "He"s alive!"
While you are powerful enough to roam the firsts floors, you will one day face a wall.
Condition: Join a Familia
{[Hidden Objective: Side. "Screw the plot!"
You have already sent back the old fart in heaven, time to screw the plot deeper.
Condition: Found MC related people willing to be changed.
Reward: Skill [Mates] transferred back definitively.
Warning: You need to feel genuine interest (romantic or friendly) to the target.
-That quite the list, also the first time you obtain such restrictive mission.-
"It didn"t really matter, I would have never change them against their will or in pure spite for Bell, but I don"t think it will be for soon, even till then I found it difficult to accept, I know all of this is real, but..."
-... After all this time in darkness, you aren"t able to make your mind on this, thinking that it"s all a dream?-
"Yes, but who could blame me? At most I have pa.s.sed not even half a year with other people in the HP world. I barely know them, how could I love them when I am not even sure their real?"
-See what you mean, let forget about the last mission, for now, you have more pressing matters, the day is already well ahead and your meager earning won"t allow you a night in an inn.-
"Right, let get this mission ongoing."
Entering the tower, he follows the staircase leading below the city. Since the day wasn"t over yet, it was also relatively free, only a few adventurers could be seen climbing it up in various states of exhaustion and dress more or less damaged. The large and profound hole that was the dungeon entrance was a sight to behold and was giving off an oppressing vibe for those diving in it darkness for the first time.
Once down, the Beginner road open under is eyes, cutting in the light blues walls of the dungeon lighten of in regular irregular but near green gems embedded near the roof of the first floor. As he was thinking, the road was crowded with adventurers who would tears down any goblin that hadn"t time to escape the walls before being cut down. Seeing this he shakes his head, the method while inefficient would let them safe as long as they keep their distance from each other, but wouldn"t make them progress much.
Founding a hallway leading to a different room, he made his way. Once in and seeing that they were no one here other than a lonely goblin on the other end, he unwraps his tail and takes out a various thing from his storage. He first fixes his belt, sheath the two knives before strapping leather band on the length of his legs. Those leather bands were housing the throwing knives he made from the bones of the wild boar and the leftover steel from the ingot.
As the blades were quite slims, they didn"t take more than the fourth tenth of the ingot, leaving him with quite a few. In order to save on it and reduce their weight, he only made the cutting edge of the throwing knives on two millimeters of steel, fusing it to the bones. A ma.s.s of steel was added to the small handle for balance.
The knives were made with a hollow center, a frame made of compact bones with a steel core for st.u.r.diness and balance, long of 9 centimeters with a kunai form. The blade part formed in a 4-2 centimeters length, 2 for the straight handle, and with a 1-centimeter lozenge end. Only the center of the bladed part was hollow, and the longer part had steel.
With knifes made of only twenty grams of steel, he was able to make thirty of them. So now, with three raws of fives on the side of both tights, he had quite a few ammunitions to snipe down goblins before they became a problem.
As his soon-to-be victim hadn"t detected him still, his tail retrieve one before throwing it in a whip motion. Thank their lightness and the strength contain in his tail, the knife flee straight and sink in the head of the unsuspecting goblin. Due to the power of the strike, it imbeds nearly entirely, killing the poor creature without letting it know what happens.
As if feeling it position, Alex rapidly hears the craking walls of the Dungeon, delivering another goblin in the room. Locate with sound alone, another knife was launched while he made his way to the corpse. Taking the core of the second goblin on his way, while retrieving his knife, his take cut the corpse open to extract the core. While doing so, he takes out a large thick sheet of paper, made of the branches he collects in the woods, and a bottle of ink he buys on the way.
"If I base it on the beginner road..."
Laying down a measuring scale, he starts to trans.m.u.te the ink on the paper, starting to draw a map of the Dungeon first floor.
"This is going to be inefficient, plus I need money... Let hunt them while searching for the stairs. I should see until when it became difficult for me to fight them."
Once the plan made, he starts to run in the different hallways, following strong odor, a sign of the pa.s.sage of adventurers, while mauling down goblins with a short stop to pick up cores and knives. When he actually discover that they would turn in ashes when they core where damaged, he starts to practice aim while running, training his agility, dexterity, endurance, and strength at the same time since he was running nearly non-stop.
For the few adventurers he crosses paths with, he was only a streak of red, since their stat were inferior to him, making them unable to have a clear image.
Following the odor, he soon makes his way to the stairs leading to the second floor while only having slain 23 goblins in those twenty-five minutes. Taking a few seconds, to close his eyes, the explored hallways and room appear on the sheet, starting to draw a path in the mostly blank page.
While the second floor makes him encounter kobold, their fate didn"t differ for the goblins. He runs through few rooms, farm some crystal from both of the monsters before, and made his way to the third floor and down.
For each floor, he takes out another sheet and starts to the middle of it, trans.m.u.ting it to adjust it if need. Pa.s.sing easily on the fourth floor, he continues deeper, and soon arrive at the five one, and it changes of appearance. The walls take a green hue while he needs to reduce his speed and even start to wave around the group of monsters that were ever-growing the more he dives.
On this floor, he also encounters the first monster that makes him stop each time, the frog shooter. Since they were far larger of all he encountered, he was not always able to whip them out before he was near, making him stop to deal a heavier blow with the dual knives as they had a longer reach. Even if they were harder to kill, it didn"t hinder him that much. By the time he was at the stair of the six floors, he has already been three hours since he dives in. As he was past 4 P.M when he did, he would need to make his way back if he wanted to found an inn for the night after changing his crystals.
Now that he knew the way out, he would take less time to return to the surface, even more, if he ignores the monster on the way. But he wouldn"t, why should he when it would only take a few seconds to get rid of them, collect both weapon and crystals and resume his way?
With a rapid gaze at the map of the 5 floors, he rapidly bolts through the hallways, collecting a group of ants crystals on the way. Once the floor exited, his time was greatly cut short as most of the adventurers were also on their ways back, clearing the "main" road to the surface, leaving him to deal with few wanderings monsters.
By the time he returns to the second floor, more adventurers start to cross paths with him. While keeping his weapons, he has already wrapped his tail around his waist, making the other think of it as a fancy belt. When he exited the tower, a small line between it and the guild could be seen in the street.
Before he even enters it, he could hear the voices inside the building. Making his way in, he could see that nearly all the booths were full and the line was starting to form on exchange point. On his way back he had already divided his earning. Since each crystal has a different size, it wasn"t difficult to do so. He was happy with his hold from his short first excursion with his 59 goblins, 36 kobolds, 16 Dungeon lizards, 8 frog shooters, 4 war shadows crystals, and 1 goblin fang.
When is time came, he put each pouch in along his tag. When the employee sees the different pouch, he raises an eyebrow and frowns before smiling and gives him a small nod as thank. Even if it wasn"t much, it does make his job easier size he just needs to count them and give the appropriate sums. Using the pouch, he put each sum in them.
"Here you are sir, good day to you." He nods back before leaving his place to the next in line.
Going sit to one of the available couches on the side. Looking at the two less heavy, he sees that the frog was 200 valis, the shadow 250 valis each. With the lizard at 150, he concludes that each appearing monster had a raise of 50 valis of value. Making a rapid count he found 11.750 valis inside, having earned an additional 200 for the fang. Dumping it all in a single pouch, he made his way out toward the only pub he knows, the hostess of fertility.
Cutting in by the street between the main one, he made his way under twenty minutes. As he pa.s.ses the doorstep, he could see that it was quite crowded before a brown-haired, brown-eyed cat people wearing a green above the knee dress with long puffed sleeves and a white collar and a small orange bow under it., an ap.r.o.n above black leggings closed by short brown boots, appears.
"Welcome, nyaa. Name"s Arnyaa."
"h.e.l.lo Arnyaa, for one please." Say him with a small smile seeing her tail swaying moodily at his deliberate tease.
"Follow me, nyaa." Says the hair head, leading him to the bar, right in front of Mia"s as retribution, seeing her little mischievous smile. Seeing this, the dwarf raises a brow at him.
"I may have deliberately called her Arnyaa." She chuckles at this.
"So what do you want?"
"How large are the portions?"
She points at a girl exiting the kitchen with several plates on her arms.
"I will take two plates of pasta, two of roasted meats, and one of soup please." Says him looking at the menu, missing her strange gaze looking at him, before entering the kitchen to pa.s.s the order. While it was cooked, he takes out his purse and gives her the 2,000 valis.
"Thank you for your patronage." A wide smile in her face seeing him pays immediately.
When the food came, those on his side look dumbfound as he nearly inhales the first plate of pasta and roasted meats, before drinking near half of the soup. before he finishes it all, he orders a third plate of both pasta and meat, to the horror of the two men who were drinking, before nearly puk at the humongous amount of food he eats, sick for him.
Mia smile grows wider seeing him eat that much without puking his guts out, thinking of the incoming profit.
"You eat quite a lot kid."
"I"m a growing boy after all."
"Hahaha, take care, and come back soon!"
"Will do!" Says him as he vanishes in the falling night.