boyutpedia Chapter 37 The First Person Under the Goddess
Chapter 37 The First Person Under the Goddess
On the fifth floor of the dungeon in Mag Town, outside the lord's room.
Dozens of adventurers were trapped here, all of them looked terrified and sweating profusely.
The eyes of a stone statue in front of them suddenly emitted a strange purple light, and then it actually began to speak.
"All challengers of the second team have been killed. Please ask the third team to quickly enter the lord's room. If no challengers enter within a certain period of time, the lord will enter a violent state in advance and hunt down all challengers on the fifth floor. The lord is automatically repairing..."
The gargoyle's words seemed like a meteorite from outer space hitting the vast ocean, causing huge waves.
"how is this possible?"
"Even [Cold-Blooded Sharp Teeth] failed, so aren't we doomed?"
“It’s over…”
"Who's going next?"
Everyone was like a headless fly, completely confused, with all the enthusiasm they had before gone and only fear left.
Time passed by little by little, and still no adventurer took the initiative to go to the lord's room.
At this time, a supporter stood up and said, "We have to do it sooner or later, boss, it's time to get to work."
. . . . .
Walking out of the magic props shop, Sylvia looked distressed because that spendthrift Miss had spent a whole gold coin just to buy a blank scroll.
You know, one gold coin is enough to buy a high-quality high-end magic item.
The dusty scroll in Miss's hand was obviously an old stock in the shop. The boss was so happy that his mouth was about to split when he collected the money.
"Hey, even if you have money you can't squander it like this, your boss will definitely curse you behind your back."
Looking at Miss again, he was holding the scroll and laughing, obviously looking like he had gotten a bargain.
"Boss, you don't understand. The material of this scroll is very evil. It might be the skin of some high-level monster. Using it to make a prop will have a surprisingly good effect."
Xiluvia looked puzzled, "You can also make props?"
Mis chuckled and said, "I know a thing or two."
"A prop made by you, a magic apprentice, can it be used?" Sylvia did not hide the contempt in her tone at all.
"It's more useful than you."
"What did you say?"
"nothing."
After Miss's test last night, he looked at Sylvia with a new respect, and couldn't help but think of their previous conversation.
"Why don't you just report me to the guards? That's 100 gold coins. Aren't you tempted?"
"Humph, stop looking down on me. Although I was angry at the time and almost couldn't hold back, it was definitely not for the 100 gold coins reward."
"What's that for?"
"Why do you have so many questions? I'm warning you, I still remember that you lied to me. If you don't earn me 100 gold coins, I will really use you to exchange for a bounty next time."
The relationship between the two became more and more natural, and now they were like ordinary friends, except that they were ordinary friends who slept in the same bed.
Miss had not expected Sylvia to be so stubborn. The more she was prevented from coming over, the more excited she became. In the end, not only did she occupy the magpie's nest, she also took over the bed and quilt.
There was no other way but to squeeze into the same bed with her reluctantly, since I was also a stubborn person.
Just like that, their dungeon adventure brought good returns for the first time, and Sylvia raised Miss's share to 30% for the first time.
When they go to the pub to eat in the evening, they can order food like normal people, instead of just one person eating while the other watches.
A few days later, in the tavern, Kurt, the president of the Cold-Blooded and Sharp-Teeth Guild, was sharing information about the fifth floor with everyone.
"We have indeed found the boss room on the fifth floor, but..."
"We didn't wake up the lord right away. We felt something was wrong. Just in case, we decided to explore all the rooms on the fifth floor first before considering waking up the lord."
Logically speaking, the dungeon in Mag Town only has five floors, which is the lowest level dungeon, and the lord will not be very strong.
A guild that had experience in exploring other dungeons felt that Cold-Blooded Teeth were lying after listening to their introduction.
"President, what do you think?"
"Kute, this cold-blooded, hypocritical man, must be trying to confuse us. They want to take over the lord for themselves and improve the guild's rating."
"We can't let him succeed. This lord must be accepted by our [Satan's Nightmare] Guild!"
Miss was not interested in this mysterious dungeon lord, and he was a little worried at this time.
Because the war has already started on the northern border of the Kingdom of Fieris, and he has not received any signal from Gastitis.
In other words, the old guy Kerko is still staying in the royal capital and has no intention of going north.
Mis was puzzled. Could it be that Kerko still had a trump card that he had not used, or had he seen through his plan?
Just as Miss thought, Count Kerko realized something was wrong after learning the false information provided by Miss.
Every once in a while, we would get intelligence about Miss's location, and each time it was very detailed, including which city he would appear in and which direction he would go. It was all so detailed that it seemed as if someone had specially prepared it.
This time, Kirko chose to trust his instincts.
Since he wanted to lure him away from the capital so much, he had reason to suspect that Miss was planning to make some big moves in the capital.
You might as well broaden your mind. Maybe that kid has always stayed in the capital and never left.
Then you should not be fooled.
However, the war situation on the northern border is not optimistic. The kingdom's army cannot hold out for too long. He must get the [Ability Enhancement·Modification] blueprint as soon as possible.
He had already sent the last 3,000 troops in the kingdom to the north to search for Mis's whereabouts. If he couldn't catch him, Kerko would have no choice but to jump into it himself even though he knew it was a trap.
The angry Kirko threw the cup in his hand to the ground. The delicate cup broke into pieces and the steaming coffee spilled all over the floor.
This was the second time he felt great humiliation in all his years. The first time was ten years ago because of Raymond.
"The Earl doesn't seem to be in a good mood."
A hoarse voice sounded in Kerko's study. He looked up suddenly and saw an old man sitting on a chair not far away. He didn't know when he saw him.
The old man had a hunched back, a snow-white beard, and his eyes were always squinted. He looked very kind.
If Miss was here, he would definitely recognize this old man as the old priest in the temple of Nolen City.
After Count Kerko saw who was coming, he stood up from his seat, closed the doors and windows with his own hands, and finally came before the old priest and bowed, without any of his previous aristocratic spirit.
"Your Excellency the Archbishop, I am visiting you so late at night. Do you have any orders?"
The old priest whom Kerko called the Archbishop coughed twice and spoke slowly, "Old man, I'm wondering if the Earl has forgotten the deal between us?"
A thin layer of sweat appeared on Kerko's forehead. "I dare not. It is an honor for the kingdom to receive the help of the church. I dare not neglect it."
"Oh? Really? I heard that the kid is almost running to the northern border. You'd better not play tricks on me, an old man. If I can help you make Raymond disappear, I can make you disappear too." The kid that the old priest was talking about was naturally Miss.
Kerko remained humble, fearing that he might displease the old man. "It's just a rumor. Don't worry, Archbishop. I will catch him soon. When the time comes, I will definitely present the complete blueprint to you and the goddess as soon as possible."
The old priest nodded and said, "That's the best, but you have to be careful. The troops of your Kingdom of Firris won't last long in the north."
"I know. After I present the complete blueprint of [Ability Enhancement·Change], I hope that the Archbishop will not forget our agreement."
"Do you need to remind me? As long as I get the complete blueprint, I will fulfill my promise and make your Kingdom of Firris surpass Veratis and become the new Holy Kingdom."
"Thank you for the protection of the goddess of life."
The room returned to silence. Kerko looked up and the old man was no longer there. He wiped the sweat from his forehead, feeling relieved.
The old priest’s true identity is the Archbishop of the Church of the Goddess of Life, and is called the number one person under the Goddess by his followers.