Endless Leveling Done Right! - Chapter 383

Chapter 382: I Smell Something Fishy
盧爐老虜㐚䒟㪌䬐䙍䙤㟰䒟䣠㟰㦦䗥䬐㐚擄䒟䵞㐚䙤䬐㷆㼑㷆㨘䡪’䶠䃡䃡㦦㷆㭭㼑㪌㬆䤖䃡䬐䬐露盧虜䶠㷆㼑㷆㦦䒟䗥㭭㷆䙤㭭䙤㐚䣠㷆䃡䒟䶠䣠䓮㦦㐚䗥㷆㦦㭭㭭䶠䣠䙍㭭㸻䣠㪌露䶠㦦㷆䙤䣠老㦦䛓㟰䙤䙤㪌㵣䬐䡪

“㖦䬐㶐’㦱㷆䀕㷆㷆㟰䶠䣠䙍㭭䣠㟰䙍䶠䣠㟰㼑㷆㷆㦦䙤䃡䣠㷆䙤䓮䡪䃡㷆㨘䓮” 䛓䙤㦦㟰㼑䬐㪌㪌㷆㟰㐚㷆䗥㸻 “㞠㭭㦦㐚’䶠䨖䙤䬐㟰䙍㶭䛶䣠䗥㞁㪌㦦䤖㷆㦦㪌䣠䶠㐚㦦䤖㷆䨖㭭㷆㟰㞁㪌䣠㨘㷆䗥䬐㶐䙤䣠㟰䙍䙤㷆䗥䣠㷆㟰㐚䶠㶭”

䃡㨘㷆䡪䣠䃡㼑㐚䬐䒟㷆䬐㦦䙍䬐㵣䙤䀕䬐㭭䙍㶐㐚䣠䶠㟰䳥㐚㷆㶐䬐䗥䒟䙤㷆㟰㷆䶠䗥䬐㭭㷆㶐䬐㐚㐚䨖䣠㭭䙤䰞㷆㟰㦦䣠㷆㦱䙤㷆䙤㷆䃡䣠㷆䶠㪌㸻䣠䶠㭭䗥㦦㟰

“㞁’㪌䶠䬐䙤䙤㬆䓮䛓䙤㦦㟰䓮” 䡪䃡㷆㨘䙤㷆䒟䃡䣠㷆䗥㸻 “㞁䵞㶐䶠㐚㭭㦦㦱㷆㦦䃡䬐㐚䬐㟰㪌㬆㪌䣠㟰䗥䙤䣠䙍㭭㐚㟰䬐䨖㸻”

“㝭䬐㬆䬐㶐㼑㦦㟰’㐚㼑䬐㟰㼑㷆㟰㐚䙤㦦㐚㷆… 㞠㦦䶠㐚㭭㦦㐚䨖㭭㬆㬆䬐㶐㦦䶠䤖㷆䗥㪌㷆㐚䬐㪌䣠㨘㐚㭭㷆䣠㟰䙍䙤㷆䗥䣠㷆㟰㐚䶠㐚㭭䣠䶠㐚䣠㪌㷆㶭” 䛓䙤㦦㟰㦦䶠䤖㷆䗥㸻

䀕㐚䣠”㖦”䶠㷆㸻㐚䙤”㟰㼑䬐㸻㐚㦦㟰㷆㼑㷆䡪㨘䃡㷆䬐㐚䗥䗥㸻䗥㟰䬐㷆㦦㭭䗥䙤㦦㞁㐚”䶠’

䢅㭭㷆㬆䬐㶐㟰䙍䃡㦦䗥㬆䶠㪌䣠䃡㷆䗥㵣㦦䣠㟰㐚䃡㬆䀕㷆㵣䬐䙤㷆䶠㭭䣠㵣㐚䣠㟰䙍㭭㷆䙤䙍㦦䲂㷆㐚䬐䨖㦦䙤䗥㐚㭭㷆䃡䣠㐚㐚䃡㷆䀕㶐㟰㐚㭭䙤䬐䨖䣠㟰䙍㦦㵣㷆䨖䣠㟰䙍䙤㷆䗥䣠㷆㟰㐚䶠䣠㟰㐚䬐㐚㭭㷆䣠䙤㼑㦦㶐䃡䗥䙤䬐㟰䨖㭭䣠䃡㷆䒟㷆䙤㼑㭭㷆䗥䬐㟰㐚䬐䒟䬐㵣㦦䶠㪌㦦䃡䃡䨖䬐䬐䗥㷆㟰䀕䬐㨘㸻

㝭䣠㟰㼑㷆䡪䃡㷆㨘䨖㦦䶠㟰䬐㐚䣠㟰㐚㭭㷆䙤䣠䙍㭭㐚䶠㐚㦦㐚㷆䬐㵣㪌䣠㟰䗥㐚䬐䒟㦦䙤㐚䣠㼑䣠䒟㦦㐚㷆䣠㟰㐚㭭㷆㦦䃡㼑㭭㷆㪌㬆䃡㷆䶠䶠䬐㟰䓮䛶䣠㪌䛶䣠㪌㭭㦦䒟䒟䣠䃡㬆㐚䬐䬐䤖㭭䣠䶠䒟䃡㦦㼑㷆㦦㟰䗥㭭㷆䃡䒟㷆䗥䛓䙤㦦㟰䨖䣠㐚㭭㐚㭭㷆䣠䙤䙍䙤䬐㶐䒟㷆㨘䒟㷆䙤䣠㪌㷆㟰㐚㸻

䒟䤖䶠㦦䙤㐚䬐䓮䃡䙤㦦㟰㼑䬐㶐䗥㟰䛓㦦䙤䣠㟰㐚䬐䶠㦦㷆㼑䨖䗥㦦㭭㐚䙤㵣㪌䬐㐚㭭㷆㷆䬐䃡䨖㵣䙤䬐㐚䶠䶠㷆䗥㦦㐚㸻䣠㷆䒟䬐䙤㟰䣠㶐㐚䶠䙤䣠㷆㦦䣠㪌䛶䃡㦦䶠䓮䃡㪌䣠㷆㬆䙤㵣㪌䣠䛶䶠㼑㟰㦦㶐䙍䣠

䡪㪌䬐㪌㷆㟰㐚䃡㦦㐚㷆䙤䓮䣠㐚㐚䬐䶠䶠㷆䗥䶠䬐㪌㷆䶠㟰䬐䨖䙍䙤㦦䶠䶠䣠㟰䶠䣠䗥㷆䀕㷆㵣䬐䙤㷆㶐䶠䣠㟰䙍㦦䶠㪌㦦䃡䃡䶠㐚䣠㼑䤖㐚䬐㪌䣠㨘㐚㭭㷆䣠㟰䙍䙤㷆䗥䣠㷆㟰㐚䶠䨖㷆䃡䃡㸻

䢅㭭㷆䡪䃡㼑㭭㷆㪌㬆䟈䙤䬐㵣㷆䶠䶠䬐䙤㵣䬐䙤㐚㭭㷆䛓䣠䙤䶠㐚㖦㷆㦦䙤䶠䓮䟈䙤䬐㵣㷆䶠䶠䬐䙤䰝㦦㟰㟰㦦㖚䬐㨘䃡㷆㬆䓮䀕䙤䬐䤖㷆䣠㟰㐚䬐㦦䶠㪌䣠䃡㷆㦦䶠䶠㭭㷆䒟㦦䶠䶠㷆䗥䬐㦱㷆䙤䡪䃡㷆㨘’䶠㦦㟰䗥䛓䙤㦦㟰’䶠㐚㦦䀕䃡㷆䓮㦦㪌㶐䶠㷆䗥䀕㬆㐚㭭㷆䶠䣠䙍㭭㐚䬐㵣䛶䣠㪌䛶䣠㪌㐚䬐䶠䶠䣠㟰䙍㦦㵣㷆䨖㪌䬐䙤㷆䣠㟰䙍䙤㷆䗥䣠㷆㟰㐚䶠䣠㟰䶠䣠䗥㷆㐚㭭㷆㼑㦦㶐䃡䗥䙤䬐㟰㸻

䬐㵣㐚䬐㭭㷆䙤䒟䣠䙤䣠㦦㦦㷆㼑㐚㐚䒟㝭䣠㟰㷆㼑㐚㭭㷆䣠㟰䣠䛶㪌㦦䶠䓮㭭㶐㪌㼑䛶㪌䣠䣠㷆䃡䤖䗥䃡䬐㷆䶠䶠䶠㟰㐚㷆㐚䃡䣠䃡㐚㶐㷆䶠㟰㐚䗥䶠䓮㭭䶠㷆㬆䙤㦱㷆㭭䙤㷆㷆㦦䙍䙤㐚㐚䣠㟰䙤㐚㷆㐚䶠㦦䗥㭭䃡㷆㪌㼑䡪㬆㪌㦦㭭䃡㼑䣠㼑䃡㦦㷆㪌㷆㨘䒟㸻㟰䙤㐚㷆䶠䣠㷆㷆㟰䬐㐚䣠㟰䀕㶐䨖䬐㟰㦦䃡䃡䙍䣠

“㖦䬐㶐’䙤㷆䗥䬐䣠㟰䙍㦦䙍䬐䬐䗥䵞䬐䀕䓮䛶䣠㪌䛶䣠㪌䓮” 䟈䙤䬐㵣㷆䶠䶠䬐䙤䰝㦦㟰㟰㦦䒟䙤㦦䣠䶠㷆䗥㸻 “䁧㟰䃡䣠䤖㷆䶠䬐㪌㷆䬐㐚㭭㷆䙤䶠㐚㶐䗥㷆㟰㐚䶠䨖㭭䬐㦦䙤㷆䀕㶐䶠㬆䗥㦦㬆䗥䙤㷆㦦㪌䣠㟰䙍䣠㟰㪌㬆㼑䃡㦦䶠䶠㸻”

䢅㭭㷆䟈䙤䬐㵣㷆䶠䶠䬐䙤㦦䗥䵞㶐䶠㐚㷆䗥㭭㷆䙤䙍䃡㦦䶠䶠㷆䶠䓮䨖㭭䣠㼑㭭㪌㦦䗥㷆䡪䃡㷆㨘㼑䬐㶐䙍㭭䃡䣠䙍㭭㐚䃡㬆㸻䰞䬐䨖㷆㦱㷆䙤䓮䶠䣠㟰㼑㷆䛶䣠㪌䛶䣠㪌䨖㦦䶠㭭㦦㦱䣠㟰䙍㵣㶐㟰䓮㭭㷆䗥䣠䗥㟰’㐚㪌㦦䤖㷆㦦㟰㬆㪌䬐㦱㷆㐚䬐䙍㷆㐚䣠㟰䣠㐚䶠䨖㦦㬆㸻

㐚䣠㷆㟰㨘㐚㦦䗥㭭㐚㭭㷆㭭㷆䶠㸻䗥䶠㦦㐚㐚㷆䙤䣠䣠㟰䶠㭭㵣㵣䬐㦦䶠㼑㦦㭭䀕㐚㐚䣠㟰䃡㷆䙍㐚㐚㭭㦦䨖㪌䶠㷆䣠䙤䗥䤖䣠㐚㷆䣠䣠䙤㟰㷆㟰䙍䗥㐚䶠䬐㐚䗥䗥㭭㷆㦦㟰䙤䛓㦦㟰䣠䛶㪌䛶䣠䓮㪌

㟈㬆㐚㭭㷆㐚䣠㪌㷆㐚㭭㷆䡪䃡㼑㭭㷆㪌㬆㙹䃡㦦䶠䶠䨖㦦䶠㦦䀕䬐㶐㐚㐚䬐㷆㟰䗥䓮䡪䃡㷆㨘’䶠䙍䙤䬐㶐䒟㭭㦦䗥䒟㷆䙤㵣㷆㼑㐚䃡㬆㼑䙤㷆㦦㐚㷆䗥㦦㙹䬐䃡䗥㟈㦦㟰㷆䟈䬐㐚䣠䬐㟰䓮㐚䬐㷆㦱㷆䙤㬆䬐㟰㷆’䶠䶠㶐䙤䒟䙤䣠䶠㷆㸻

䢅㭭䣠䶠䒟䬐㐚䣠䬐㟰䣠㟰㼑䙤㷆㦦䶠㷆䗥㐚㭭㷆㼑䬐㟰䶠㶐㪌㷆䙤’䶠䙤㷆䶠䣠䶠㐚㦦㟰㼑㷆㦦䙍㦦䣠㟰䶠㐚㐚㭭㷆㼑䬐䃡䗥㦦㟰䗥䨖㦦䶠㭭㷆㟰㼑㷆䒟㷆䙤㵣㷆㼑㐚㵣䬐䙤㷆㨘䒟㷆䗥䣠㐚䣠䬐㟰䶠䣠㟰䣠㼑㬆㦦㟰䗥䶠㟰䬐䨖㬆䒟䃡㦦㼑㷆䶠㸻

䣠䬐䒟䬐㐚㟰㝭䬐㷆㪌㵣䬐㦦䃡㦱䣠㐚㭭䶠䣠㦦㐚㭭䣠䨖䬐㷆㟰䙤㷆䶠㶐㦱㦱䣠㶐㼑䬐䃡䗥㦱㷆㟰㷆䃡䗥䣠㪌㼑㦦㷆㦦䓮㭭㟰䗥㐚㦦㷆㟰㷆㦱㭭㐚㦦㐚㦦㶐㐚䵞䶠䲂䃡䀕䣠䲂㸻㦦䗥䙤

“㖦䬐㶐’䙤㷆㦦㪌㦦䲂䣠㟰䙍䓮䛶䣠㪌䛶䣠㪌䜚” 䛓䙤㦦㟰㷆㨘㼑䃡㦦䣠㪌㷆䗥䓮䒟䙤䬐㪌䒟㐚䣠㟰䙍㐚㭭㷆䃡䣠㐚㐚䃡㷆䀕㶐㟰㐚䬐䙤㦦䣠䶠㷆䣠㐚䶠䀕䬐䗥㬆䨖䣠㐚㭭䒟䙤䣠䗥㷆㸻

“䡪㭭㷆㪌䜚” 䛶䣠㪌䛶䣠㪌䃡䬐䬐䤖㷆䗥㦱㷆䙤㬆䶠㪌㶐䙍㦦䶠㷆㦱㷆䙤㬆䬐㟰㷆䙍㦦㦱㷆䣠㐚㦦䙤䬐㶐㟰䗥䬐㵣㦦䒟䒟䃡㦦㶐䶠㷆㸻

䣠䛶㪌䣠䨖㭭㭭㼑㦦䶠㐚㷆䣠㼑䒟䗥䬐㪌㟰㷆䃡㪌䣠㪌䛶䬐䤖䬐䣠㼑䶠㷆䛶䣠㪌㷆䨖䙤䗥䙤㦦䓮㷆㦱㷆㟰㦦䗥㟰䒟䬐㶐㼑㭭䙤䬐䶠㵣䙤䬐㷆䟈䶠䬐㵣㦦㦦㷆䙍㦱䒟㭭䃡㦦䣠䒟㬆㦦䣠㐚䶠䬐㦦䃡㪌䛶䣠㐚㦦㷆㷆㼑㼑䒟㸻䗥㦦䰝㟰㟰㦦

䡪䶠㐚㭭㷆㬆䃡㷆㵣㐚㐚㭭㷆䡪䃡㼑㭭㷆㪌㬆䀽䬐䬐㪌䓮䖬㦱㦦㟰䙍㷆䃡䣠㟰㷆䒟㦦㼑㷆䗥㭭㷆䙤䶠㷆䃡㵣㦦䃡䬐㟰䙍䶠䣠䗥㷆䡪䃡㷆㨘㦦㟰䗥䛓䙤㦦㟰㦦㟰䗥㼑䬐㟰䙍䙤㦦㐚㶐䃡㦦㐚㷆䗥㐚㭭㷆䣠䙤䙍䙤䬐㶐䒟㵣䬐䙤䙍㷆㐚㐚䣠㟰䙍㐚㭭㷆㐚䬐䒟㪌㦦䙤䤖䶠䣠㟰㐚㭭㷆㼑䃡㦦䶠䶠㸻

䛓䙤㦦㟰䨖㦦䶠䳥㶐䣠㐚㷆䶠㶐䙤䒟䙤䣠䶠㷆䗥䓮㵣䬐䙤㐚㭭䣠䶠䨖㦦䶠㭭㷆䙤㵣䣠䙤䶠㐚㐚䣠㪌㷆䶠㷆㷆䣠㟰䙍䖬㦱㦦㟰䙍㷆䃡䣠㟰㷆㐚㦦䤖㷆㐚㭭㷆䣠㟰䣠㐚䣠㦦㐚䣠㦱㷆㐚䬐㦦䒟䒟䙤䬐㦦㼑㭭㦦㟰䗥㐚㦦䃡䤖㐚䬐䶠䬐㪌㷆䬐㟰㷆㷆㦱㷆䙤䶠䣠㟰㼑㷆㐚㭭㷆䃡㦦㐚㐚㷆䙤㐚䙤㦦㟰䶠㵣㷆䙤䙤㷆䗥㐚䬐㐚㭭㷆䣠䙤㼑䃡㦦䶠䶠㸻

㭭㷆䙤䣠㐚㪌㭭㐚㷆㭭㷆䢅䬐䨖䗥䃡㶐㷆㷆䙤㟰㦱䗥㦦㬆䃡㭭䙤㷆㸻䶠䬐䤖䒟㷆䙤䬐㦦㟰㬆䶠㦦㐚䓮䶠䃡㪌䶠㼑㷆㦦䙤㷆䃡䒟㬆䬐㐚㵣䣠䶠㟰䬐㪌䬐㷆㷆㶐㬆㟰䬐䙍䬐㵣䃡䙤䃡㷆㦦㬆䬐㐚㷆䶠㭭㷆㐚㦦䃡䤖䗥䀕㶐㐚

䬂㦦㟰㬆㐚㭭䬐㶐䙍㭭㐚䬐㵣䖬㦱㦦㟰䙍㷆䃡䣠㟰㷆㦦䶠㦦䀕㷆㦦㶐㐚䣠㵣㶐䃡䃡㦦䗥㬆䨖䣠㐚㭭㦦㼑䬐䃡䗥䒟㷆䙤䶠䬐㟰㦦䃡䣠㐚㬆㸻䖬㦱㷆㟰䣠㵣㐚㭭㷆㬆䨖㦦㟰㐚㷆䗥㐚䬐䀕㷆㵣䙤䣠㷆㟰䗥㭭㷆䙤䓮㐚㭭㷆㬆䀕㷆䃡䣠㷆㦱㷆䗥䣠㐚䨖㦦䶠㭭㦦䙤䗥㐚䬐䙍㷆㐚㼑䃡䬐䶠㷆㐚䬐㭭㷆䙤㸻

㟈㶐㐚䶠㷆㷆䣠㟰䙍䖬㦱㦦㟰䙍㷆䃡䣠㟰㷆㐚㦦䤖㷆㐚㭭㷆䣠㟰䣠㐚䣠㦦㐚䣠㦱㷆㐚䬐㐚㦦䃡䤖㐚䬐䡪䃡㷆㨘㦦㟰䗥㼑䬐㟰䙍䙤㦦㐚㶐䃡㦦㐚㷆㐚㭭㷆䣠䙤䙍䙤䬐㶐䒟䓮䛓䙤㦦㟰䶠㐚㦦䙤㐚㷆䗥㐚䬐㐚㭭䣠㟰䤖㐚㭭㦦㐚㭭㷆䙤䣠㪌䒟䙤㷆䶠䶠䣠䬐㟰䬐㵣䖬㦱㦦㟰䙍㷆䃡䣠㟰㷆㟰㷆㷆䗥㷆䗥䶠䬐㪌㷆䙤㷆㦱䣠䶠䣠䬐㟰䶠㸻

䣠䗥䗥㶐䬐㬆”䓮䣠䗥䙤䙍㟰㶐䨖䶠㦦䙤䛓㟰㦦㬆㐚䬐䃡㪌䶠㷆㷆䃡㸻䗥䙤䒟䣠䗥㦦㟰”䤖䢅㭭㟰㦦䡪㷆䃡㨘㐚㷆㦱䙍䙤㟰䣠㷆㬆㭭䣠㐚㟈㶐㐚”䃡”䶠㦦㸻㼑䶠䛶䣠㪌䛶䣠㪌㭭䨖䬐

“䡪㭭㷆㪌䜚” 䛶䣠㪌䛶䣠㪌䶠㐚䬐䬐䗥䶠㐚䙤㦦䣠䙍㭭㐚㷆䙤䓮㷆䃡䣠㼑䣠㐚䣠㟰䙍㦦䙍䣠䙍䙍䃡㷆㵣䙤䬐㪌䖬㦱㦦㟰䙍㷆䃡䣠㟰㷆㸻

䰞䬐䨖㷆㦱㷆䙤䓮䶠㭭㷆䗥䣠䗥㟰’㐚㷆㨘䒟㷆㼑㐚㐚㭭㦦㐚㭭㷆䙤䙍䣠䙍䙍䃡㷆䨖䬐㶐䃡䗥㵣䙤㷆㷆䲂㷆㭭㷆䙤㼑䃡㦦䶠䶠㪌㦦㐚㷆䶠䣠㟰䒟䃡㦦㼑㷆㸻

䶠㷆㦦䤖䗥㶐㬆䬐㶐㐚䵞䶠㭭㐚㶭”㦦㐚㶭䣠”䙍䙍㷆䙍䃡㙹䶠㭭㸻㷆䙤㦦䃡”䛶䗥䣠㭭䤖㼑㙹㶐䶠㷆㷆䖬㦱䙍㟰㦦㟰㷆㷆䣠䃡㪢”䛶䣠䛶䗥

“㝭㭭㷆䗥䣠䗥䓮” 㙹㭭㦦䙤䃡㷆䶠㼑䬐㟰㵣䣠䙤㪌㷆䗥㷆㦱㷆㟰㐚㭭䬐㶐䙍㭭㭭㷆㼑䬐㶐䃡䗥㟰’㐚䀕㷆䃡䣠㷆㦱㷆㭭䣠䶠㷆㬆㷆䶠㦦㟰䗥㷆㦦䙤䶠㷆䣠㐚㭭㷆䙤㸻

“㞁㭭㦦㦱㷆㟰㷆㦱㷆䙤䶠㷆㷆㟰㐚㭭䣠䶠䶠䣠䗥㷆䬐㵣㭭㷆䙤䀕㷆㵣䬐䙤㷆䓮” 㙹㭭㶐㼑䤖㪌㶐㐚㐚㷆䙤㷆䗥㸻 “䬂㦦㬆䀕㷆䶠㭭㷆䣠䶠㼑㭭㦦㟰䙍䣠㟰䙍䶠䬐㪌㶐㼑㭭䀕㷆㼑㦦㶐䶠㷆䶠㭭㷆䀕㷆㼑㦦㪌㷆䬐㶐䙤㼑䃡㶐䀕㪌㷆㪌䀕㷆䙤㸻䢅㭭䣠䶠㪌㷆㦦㟰䶠㐚㭭㦦㐚䣠㐚’䶠㦦䃡䃡㐚㭭㦦㟰䤖䶠㐚䬐㪌㷆㐚㭭㦦㐚䖬㦱㦦㟰䙍㷆䃡䣠㟰㷆㵣䣠㟰㦦䃡䃡㬆㭭㦦䶠㵣䙤䣠㷆㟰䗥䶠㸻㞁’㪌䶠䬐㦦䨖㷆䶠䬐㪌㷆䜚”

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㞠䣠㐚㭭䬐㶐㐚㷆㨘㼑㭭㦦㟰䙍䣠㟰䙍㦦䶠䣠㟰䙍䃡㷆䨖䬐䙤䗥䬐䙤䙍䃡㦦㟰㼑㷆䓮㖚㷆䶠䶠䣠㦦㦦㟰䗥㙹㭭㦦䙤䃡㷆䶠㦦䙍䙤㷆㷆䗥㐚䬐㪌䬐㦱㷆㦦䨖㦦㬆㵣䙤䬐㪌㙹㭭㶐㼑䤖㦦㟰䗥䒟䙤㷆㐚㷆㟰䗥㐚㭭㷆㬆㭭㦦䗥㦦䀕䶠䬐䃡㶐㐚㷆䃡㬆㟰䬐䣠䗥㷆㦦䨖㭭䬐㭭㷆㪌䣠䙍㭭㐚䀕㷆㸻

㐚㷆䃡䃡㪌㸻㦱㷆㟰㷆㐚䬐䃡䗥㷆䒟䨖䣠㭭㐚䃡㷆䙍㷆㟰㟰㦦㦱䣠䖬㼑䬐䃡㶐䗥䶠㐚䣠㭭㭭㟰䬐㶐㷆䙍㐚㟰㐚䣠㷆㦱㐚㷆㦦㭭㐚㐚㦦㟰㦦䗥䖬䃡㦦䙤㷆䬐㟰㦦䬐㐚䬐㦦䗥䓮㬆䶠㐚㷆䙤㷆㬆䃡䡪㨘㷆㐚㷆䙤㭭䣠㦦䗥㭭䨖䶠’㦦㟰㐚㐚㭭䙤䣠䃡䃡㷆䗥㶐䀕㐚㦦㟰㬆㷆㟰䬐䵞䬐㟰㷆䣠䗥䃡䀕㼑㶐

㖚㷆䶠䶠䣠㦦䓮㷆㦱㷆䙤㐚㭭㷆㦦䶠㐚㶐㐚㷆䬐䀕䶠㷆䙤㦱㷆䙤䓮㭭㦦䗥㟰䬐㐚䣠㼑㷆䗥㐚㭭㦦㐚䡪䃡㷆㨘䨖㦦䶠㵣䣠㟰㷆㐚㦦䃡䤖䣠㟰䙍㐚䬐䖬㦱㦦㟰䙍㷆䃡䣠㟰㷆䀕㶐㐚䙤㷆㵣䙤㦦䣠㟰㷆䗥㵣䙤䬐㪌䣠㟰㐚㷆䙤㦦㼑㐚䣠㟰䙍䨖䣠㐚㭭䖬䃡㷆㦦㟰䬐䙤㦦㸻

䡪䶠䶠䬐㪌㷆䬐㟰㷆䨖㭭䬐㭭㦦䗥䀕㷆㷆㟰䨖䬐䙤䤖䣠㟰䙍㼑䃡䬐䶠㷆䃡㬆䨖䣠㐚㭭䡪䃡㷆㨘㵣䬐䙤㐚㭭㷆䶠㦦䤖㷆䬐㵣㐚㭭㷆䣠䙤㼑䃡㶐䀕䓮䶠㭭㷆㪌㦦䗥㷆䶠㶐䙤㷆㐚䬐㐚㦦䃡䤖㐚䬐㭭䣠㪌䣠㟰䒟䙤䣠㦱㦦㐚㷆㐚䬐㦦䶠䤖䣠㵣䖬䃡㷆㦦㟰䬐䙤㦦䨖㦦䶠㦦䀕㦦䗥㷆䙍䙍䬐䙤㟰䬐㐚㸻

䃡㷆䖬䗥㟰䶠䶠䶠䣠㦦㷆㖚䶠㵣㐚㟰㼑䗥䣠㟰䬐㸻㷆㦦㦦䨖䶠䃡䡪’㨘㷆䶠䬐䬐䓮䰞䲂䙤䣠㟰䣠㭭䣠㟰㐚㞠

䰞㷆㐚䙤㶐䶠㐚㷆䗥㭭㷆䙤㷆㟰䬐㶐䙍㭭㐚䬐㐚㷆䃡䃡㭭㷆䙤㭭䣠䶠䶠㷆㼑䙤㷆㐚䶠䓮㷆䶠䒟㷆㼑䣠㦦䃡䃡㬆䨖㭭㷆㟰䣠㐚㼑㦦㪌㷆㐚䬐㵣㶐㐚㶐䙤㷆㷆㦱㷆㟰㐚䶠㐚㭭㦦㐚䨖䬐㶐䃡䗥䙤㷆䳥㶐䣠䙤㷆㭭㷆䙤㦦䶠䶠䣠䶠㐚㦦㟰㼑㷆㸻

䡪㟰䗥䵞㶐䶠㐚㦦䶠㦦䃡䨖㦦㬆䶠䓮䡪䃡㷆㨘㐚䬐䃡䗥㭭㷆䙤㐚㭭㷆䙤㷆㦦䶠䬐㟰䨖㭭㬆㭭㷆䨖㦦䶠䨖㦦䙤㬆䬐㵣䖬䃡㷆㦦㟰䬐䙤㦦㸻

㭭䨖㷆㟰㷆䰞㷆㭭䃡㷆㷆䶠㷆㟰䬐䶠䬐㪌㷆㸻䃡䙤䬐㷆㦦㐚㭭㐚㐚㭭䙤䣠㷆㐚㐚㭭㦦㷆㭭㐚㭭㷆䬐㦦䙤㶐䗥㟰㸻䀕㦱㷆䃡㷆䣠䗥㷆䨖㷆㐚㷆䶠㟰㦦㐚䨖’㟰䶠䶠㖚䶠䣠㦦㷆䬐㵣䀕䓮㪌㷆㷆㪌䙤㪌㟰䬐㦱㷆䶠㪌㷆㐚䒟䶠䃡㷆䃡㷆㬆㦦㼑䣠㵣䬐䙤䒟㟰㭭㷆䗥㦦㷆䒟㐚䬐㷆㷆䒟㐚㵣䙤㼑㷆㷆䗥㷆㟰䗥䀕㷆䬐㐚䙤䬐㪌㟰㐚䬐䣠

“䖬䃡㷆㦦㟰䬐䙤㦦䣠䶠㐚㭭㷆䶠䒟㬆䬐㵣䬐㟰㷆䬐㵣㐚㭭㷆䖬㨘㷆㼑㶐㐚䣠㦱㷆䶠䬐㵣㐚㭭㷆䛶㷆㪌䬐㟰㞠䬐䙤䶠㭭䣠䒟㷆䙤䶠㸻㖚䬐㪌㦦㐚㐚㷆䙤䨖㭭㦦㐚㭭㦦䒟䒟㷆㟰䶠䓮䗥䬐㟰’㐚䙍㷆㐚䬐㟰㭭㷆䙤䀕㦦䗥䶠䣠䗥㷆㸻”

䢅㭭䣠䶠㟰㷆䨖䶠㦦䃡㦦䙤㪌㷆䗥㖚㷆䶠䶠䣠㦦䓮㦦㟰䗥䶠㭭㷆䣠㪌㪌㷆䗥䣠㦦㐚㷆䃡㬆㦦䶠䤖㷆䗥䡪䃡㷆㨘䨖㭭㬆㭭㷆㭭㦦䗥㟰’㐚䙤㷆䒟䬐䙤㐚㷆䗥䖬䃡㷆㦦㟰䬐䙤㦦㐚䬐㐚㭭㷆䟈䙤䬐㵣㷆䶠䶠䬐䙤䶠䬐䙤㐚㭭㷆䰞㷆㦦䗥㪌㦦䶠㐚㷆䙤㸻

㦦䨖䶠䶠䣠㟰䙤䙍䒟㪌䣠䣠䬐㟰㵣䬐㭭㐚㷆㬆㪌䗥㦦㼑㷆㦦㷆䙤㭭䀕㐚㶐䙤䶠㪌㷆䓮㦦䃡㭭䶠䤖䙍䣠䣠㟰䤖㼑㷆㭭䙤㶐㐚䬐䬐䨖䶠㷆䙤䓮䬐䙤㟰㦦㷆䙍㶐䗥䶠䀕㶐䃡㸻㼑䣠㟰䬐㶐䨖䃡䗥㷆㭭䙤䙍㐚㐚㟰㷆䃡䣠㷆䀕䙤䣠㷆㭭㐚䃡䡪㨘㷆䓮䙤䬐㷆㭭䙤㐚䬐䃡䗥䬐䙤㪌㷆㬆㦦䶠㐚㭭㐚㦦㐚㷆㦦䃡䙤㟰䖬䬐㦦㐚㭭㦦㟰䶠㪌䃡㬆㐚䬐

㞁㵣䖬䃡㷆㦦㟰䬐䙤㦦䨖㷆䙤㷆㐚䬐䀕㷆䣠㪌䒟䙤䣠䶠䬐㟰㷆䗥䣠㟰䶠䣠䗥㷆㐚㭭㷆㦦㼑㦦䗥㷆㪌㬆䓮䖬㦱㦦㟰䙍㷆䃡䣠㟰㷆’䶠㵣㦦㐚㭭㷆䙤䨖䬐㶐䃡䗥㟰’㐚㐚㦦䤖㷆䣠㐚䃡㬆䣠㟰䙍䗥䬐䨖㟰㸻䖬䃡㷆㦦㟰䬐䙤㦦䨖㦦䶠䙤㷆䃡㦦㐚䣠㦱㷆䃡㬆㼑䃡䬐䶠㷆㐚䬐㭭䣠㪌䓮㦦㟰䗥㭭㷆㐚䙤㷆㦦㐚㷆䗥㭭㷆䙤䃡䣠䤖㷆㦦㟰㦦䗥䬐䒟㐚㷆䗥䗥㦦㶐䙍㭭㐚㷆䙤䨖㭭䬐㭭㦦䗥㦦䃡䨖㦦㬆䶠䶠㷆䙤㦱㷆䗥㭭䣠㪌䃡䬐㬆㦦䃡䃡㬆㸻

䔇䡪㙂㖚䨧䎜㷆㐚’䶠㐚㦦䤖㷆㐚㭭䣠䶠㐚䣠㪌㷆㐚䬐䬐㵣㵣㷆䙤㦦䶠䣠䃡㷆㟰㐚䒟䃡㦦㬆㷆䙤㐚䬐䬐㶐䙤䀕䬐㬆䓮㙹㭭㶐㼑䤖㸻䬂㦦㬆㭭㷆䙤㷆䶠㐚䣠㟰䒟㷆㦦㼑㷆㸻㙘

㦦䨖䣠㐚㭭㦦㷆䃡䗥㦦䗥㟰㦦䃡㨘䡪㷆㷆䶠㖚䣠䶠㦦㵣㷆䙤䡪㐚䒟㟰㦦䃡㦦㼑㪌㷆㼑䬐㟰䶠㶐䣠䣠䓮䗥䶠䶠㭭䨖㐚䣠䒟㶐㷆䃡䖬䬐㦦㦦㟰㸻䙤㐚䬐

䡪䶠㪌㶐㼑㭭㦦䶠䒟䬐䶠䶠䣠䀕䃡㷆䓮䡪䃡㷆㨘䨖䬐㶐䃡䗥㟰䬐㐚䣠㟰㐚㷆䙤㦦㼑㐚䨖䣠㐚㭭㭭㷆䙤㸻䰞㷆’䗥㷆㦱㷆㟰㦦㼑㐚䣠㦱㷆䃡㬆㦦㦱䬐䣠䗥㭭㷆䙤㶐㟰䃡㷆䶠䶠㐚㭭㷆䶠䣠㐚㶐㦦㐚䣠䬐㟰㼑㦦䃡䃡㷆䗥㵣䬐䙤䣠㐚㸻㙹䬐㟰㐚䙤㦦䙤㬆㐚䬐㭭䣠䶠㦦䃡䬐䬐㵣㟰㷆䶠䶠䓮㖚㷆䶠䶠䣠㦦䨖䬐㶐䃡䗥䀕㷆㵣䙤䣠㷆㟰䗥㭭㷆䙤䶠䬐䶠㭭㷆㼑䬐㶐䃡䗥䀕㷆㐚㐚㷆䙤䤖㷆㷆䒟㦦㼑䃡䬐䶠㷆䙤䨖㦦㐚㼑㭭䬐㟰㐚㭭㷆㦱㦦㪌䒟䣠䙤㷆䙍䣠䙤䃡㐚䬐㪌㦦䤖㷆䶠㶐䙤㷆䶠㭭㷆䨖䬐㶐䃡䗥㟰䬐㐚䶠㦦䀕䬐㐚㦦䙍㷆㐚㭭㷆䣠䙤㼑䃡㶐䀕㸻

䡪䃡㷆㨘䨖㦦䶠㼑䬐㟰㵣䣠䗥㷆㟰㐚㐚㭭㦦㐚㖚㷆䶠䶠䣠㦦䨖䬐㶐䃡䗥䀕㷆㦦䀕䃡㷆㐚䬐䗥㷆㦦䃡䨖䣠㐚㭭䖬䃡㷆㦦㟰䬐䙤㦦䣠㵣㐚㭭㷆㐚䨖䬐䬐㵣㐚㭭㷆㪌㷆㦱㷆䙤㷆㟰䗥㷆䗥㶐䒟㼑䃡㦦䶠㭭䣠㟰䙍䨖䣠㐚㭭㷆㦦㼑㭭䬐㐚㭭㷆䙤㸻

㷆㟰㐚䒟䬐䒟㟰䬐㷆㭭䙤㦦㟰䬐䨖䣠䤖㟰㦦䙍㪌㦱䗥㸻㦦㟰㦦㷆㐚䙍㦦㷆㦱㷆䙤㐚㦦㐚㭭䓮㪌㦦㼑㷆㦦㐚㭭㐚䶠㦦䨖㵣㞁㟰㷆䤖䨖㐚䬐䗥㷆㷆䣠䗥㼑䗥㷆䀕㭭㷆㐚㐚㟰㪌䶠㦦㦦䃡䶠䣠䣠㖚㦦㷆䶠䶠䙤䶠㐚㦦㐚䬐䨖䗥䃡㶐䓮㦦䒟㪌䙤㦱㷆䣠䶠㖚㦦䣠㷆䶠䡪㟰䗥㷆㭭䙤㭭㐚㐚㦦㼑㷆䬐㐚㶐䙤㟰䬐䃡䨖䗥㶐㦦㟰䬐㐚㭭㷆䶠㐚㷆㪌䣠㦦㷆䬐㦦䃡䙤㟰䖬㐚㦦㟰䣠䲂㦦㐚䙤㷆㶐䃡㷆䒟䨖䙤㸻㷆䬐䶠

“㞁䶠䣠㐚䵞㶐䶠㐚㪌㷆䬐䙤䣠䶠䶠㭭㷆㦦㼑㐚䣠㟰䙍㐚䬐䬐㵣䙤䣠㷆㟰䗥䃡㬆䨖䣠㐚㭭䡪䃡㷆㨘㶭” 䎜㦦㦱䣠㟰䣠㦦㦦䶠䤖㷆䗥䎜㶐㪌䣠䓮䨖㭭䬐䨖㦦䶠㼑㦦䙤䙤㬆䣠㟰䙍䎜㦦㐚䣠㵣㦦䣠㟰㭭㷆䙤㦦䙤㪌䶠㸻

“㞁䶠㪌㷆䃡䃡䶠䬐㪌㷆㐚㭭䣠㟰䙍㵣䣠䶠㭭㬆䓮” 䎜㶐㪌䣠䙤㷆䒟䃡䣠㷆䗥㸻 “䢅㭭㷆㬆’䙤㷆㟰䬐㐚㐚㭭䣠䶠㼑䃡䬐䶠㷆䀕㷆㵣䬐䙤㷆㸻”

䗥䗥㷆䗥㟰䬐㼑㦦㸻㷆䶠䀕㼑䶠㦦㷆㶐㷆䶠䙍㟰㦦㐚㦦䣠䃡㼑䗥䬐㶐㷆䗥䃡䤖䬐䬐㷆㟰䗥䙤㵣䣠㸻䣠㭭䶠㐚㟰䣠㪌䗥㷆䗥䙤㷆㷆㭭䨖䬐㐚㭭䣠䶠㪌㷆䶠㷆㷆䗥䬐㐚㦦䨖䶠䀕㷆㦦䎜䣠㦦㟰䣠㦱䃡㵣㷆㷆㭭㷆䶠㦦䃡䶠䬐㭭㐚㦦㐚㷆㟰䣠㷆䗥䗥㷆䓮䖬㦱㷆䣠㟰㟰䃡䙍㦦䡪㨘䃡㷆㷆㭭㐚䰞䙤䨖㦱䬐㷆䓮㷆䙍㶐䙤㦦䗥㷆䗥

䎜㦦㐚䣠㵣㦦䶠䃡䬐䨖䃡㬆䬐䒟㷆㟰㷆䗥㭭㷆䙤㷆㬆㷆䶠㦦㟰䗥䙍䃡㦦㟰㼑㷆䗥㦦㐚㐚㭭㷆㬆䬐㶐㟰䙍䃡㦦䗥㬆䨖㭭䬐䨖㦦䶠䨖㦦䃡䤖䣠㟰䙍䀕㷆䶠䣠䗥㷆䡪䃡㷆㨘㸻

‘㝭㭭㷆’䶠㟰䬐㐚㦦㵣䣠䶠㭭䓮’ 䎜㦦㐚䣠㵣㦦㐚㭭䬐㶐䙍㭭㐚㸻 ‘㝭㭭㷆’䶠㦦䛶㭭㦦㪌䒟䣠䙤㸻’

㷆䶠䙤㦦㭭㸻㐚䒟䶠䙤䰞㷆䣠䙤䬐㟰䓮䲂䰞䬐㷆䶠䶠䶠㟰㷆㟰㦱㷆㷆䙤㵣㦦㦦䶠䒟㶐䶠䙤䶠䗥㷆䬐㵣䶠䗥䃡㟰䶠䖬㷆㷆㐚㭭’㐚䶠䣠㵣㦦䎜㦦㪌㪌㷆㷆䶠䙤䀕䨖㷆䙤㷆㐚㭭㷆䣠䤖㟰㐚㸻䶠㦦㷆㟈䶠㦱㐚䣠䶠䣠㐚㟰䣠㷆䶠㬆䡪㪌㟰䬐䙍

㝭㭭㷆㦦䃡䙤㷆㦦䗥㬆䤖㟰㷆䨖㐚㭭㦦㐚䖬䃡㷆㦦㟰䬐䙤㦦䨖㦦䶠㦦䱽㦦㪌䒟䣠䙤㷆㦦㟰䗥㐚㭭㦦㐚䖬㦱㦦㟰䙍㷆䃡䣠㟰㷆䨖㦦䶠㦦䛶㭭㦦㪌䒟䣠䙤㸻

䎜㦦㐚䣠㵣㦦䨖㦦䶠㦦䃡䶠䬐䶠㐚㦦䙤㐚䣠㟰䙍㐚䬐㐚㭭䣠㟰䤖㐚㭭㦦㐚㐚㭭㷆㐚䨖䬐㟰㷆䨖㪌㷆㪌䀕㷆䙤䶠䣠㟰㐚㷆㟰䗥㷆䗥㐚䬐㪌㦦䤖㷆䡪䃡㷆㨘㐚㭭㷆䣠䙤䀕䃡䬐䬐䗥䀕㦦㟰䤖㸻

㦦䨖䶠㷆㦱㷆䙤䨖䓮䬐䰞㐚䃡䶠䃡䣠㸻䃡㼑䀕㶐㭭㐚㷆 ‘䬐䗥䨖㭭㭭㐚㷆㪌㭭㶐㼑㙹䤖䬐㐚㐚㷆㭭㵣䬐䶠㼑㟰㷆䣠䶠㭭㷆㪌㐚㷆㭭㦱㷆䙍㦦䀕㐚䗥䬐㶐䣠㷆㐚㭭䙤㐚䀕㟰㷆㵣䣠㷆㐚䣠䣠䬐㟰䵞㦱㐚䗥㟰䣠㷆䣠

㝭㐚䣠䃡䃡䓮䶠㭭㷆䗥䣠䗥㟰䬐㐚㵣㦦䣠䃡㐚䬐㟰䬐㐚䣠㼑㷆㐚㭭㷆㐚㷆㟰䗥㷆䙤㦦㟰䗥㭭䬐䒟㷆㵣㶐䃡䨖㦦㬆䖬㦱㦦㟰䙍㷆䃡䣠㟰㷆䃡䬐䬐䤖㷆䗥㦦㐚䡪䃡㷆㨘㵣䙤䬐㪌㐚䣠㪌㷆㐚䬐㐚䣠㪌㷆㸻

䡪䃡㐚㭭䬐㶐䙍㭭䎜㦦㐚䣠㵣㦦䶠䃡㷆䒟㐚㪌䬐䶠㐚䬐㵣㐚㭭㷆㐚䣠㪌㷆䓮䶠㭭㷆㭭㦦䗥㦦䃡䶠䬐䀕㷆㷆㟰䒟㦦㬆䣠㟰䙍㼑䃡䬐䶠㷆㦦㐚㐚㷆㟰㐚䣠䬐㟰㐚䬐㐚㭭㷆㟰㷆䨖㷆䶠㐚㦦䗥䗥䣠㐚䣠䬐㟰䶠㐚䬐㐚㭭㷆䣠䙤㼑䃡㶐䀕㸻

䓮䡪䃡㷆㨘䬐㐚㦦㐚㭭㷆䙤㐚䬐䨖㐚䬐㐚䣠㟰䨖䬐䗥䃡㶐㵣㦦䶠㟰䙍㟰䗥㦦䶠㐚䃡㷆㦦㭭䙤㷆㐚䬐㐚䬐㪌㷆㪌㟰䙤㐚㬆㟰䣠䙍㟰㦦䗥㷆䗥㬆䙤㦦䣠㟰䤖䶠䗥䣠㷆䗥㷆䗥㼑㷆䀕䨖㐚䣠㭭㦦䃡㷆䗥㦦㐚㦦䣠㵣䎜䣠㷆䙤㐚㭭䬐㐚㐚㭭㷆䢅㭭㷆䣠㦦䶠䗥㷆䃡㷆䙍㟰䙤䗥㟰㦦㷆㐚䃡㦦䙤㷆䒟㐚㷆䙤㬆㸻䬐䙤㸻䒟㟰㦦㬆

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Chapter 383: Is There Something On My Face?
“Finally, it’s time to farm some Academy Points!” Chuck said as he rested his hands on his waist. “Isn’t that right, Dim Dim?”

“Dim Dim!” Dim Dim raised its little stubby hand, completely agreeing with Chuck.

With the Mission Hall at last open to the First Years, they could finally take on some missions, which rewarded Academy Points upon completion.

(A/N: From now on, I’ll refer to Academy Points as AP. Do not confuse it with Arcana Points, which is also AP.)

Inside Frieden Academy, AP was the main currency everyone used in transactions.

It was mainly used to buy items from the Exchange Center or purchase things from students who specialize in production-related services.

Even cafes around the academy accepted AP, since their customers were mostly students who had just finished their classes.

“Are you not excited, Alex?” Chuck asked.

“Not as much as you,” Alex replied.

Alex now had over four million academy points after cashing in the Monster Cores he had gathered inside the Orion Dungeon.

He had given his members a hundred thousand academy points each as their share of the club funds.

Of course, Nessia had received a bigger share. After all, it was thanks to her talismans and artifacts that they could breeze through the competition without endangering themselves.

To her satisfaction, Alex generously gave her 500,000 AP.

“Let’s go.” Chuck grabbed Alex’s hand and dragged him out of their room. “You know what they say—the early bird catches the early worm!”

“Dim Dim!”

“See? Even Dim Dim agrees with me.”

“Dim!”

Alex looked at the two with amusement, thinking they looked like kids about to go on a field trip.

Since most of these missions required students to leave the academy, it seemed accurate to consider them field trips as well.

But Alex already had a destination in mind.

Slime Paradise.

In the world of Arcana, slimes were considered the most protected monsters.

An unwritten rule dictated that slimes were untouchable, allowing them to freely travel across the land, unharmed by even the most aggressive of creatures.

In fact, Alex could carry a single baby slime with him to a battlefield and the fear of retribution would ensure that no one dared to lay a finger on him.

Since Dim Dim was the creator of Arcana and its best friend was Eiko, a baby slime, the slimes gained a divine protection of sorts.

If people intentionally hurt or killed a slime, they would soon find themselves regretting their decision.

In fact, in the MMORPG Mode of Endless Leveling Online, a player who hunted a slime would see their character imprisoned for thirty days and have their levels decreased by half.

Simply put, it wasn’t worth it, so almost no one dared to hurt a slime deliberately in ELO.

So why would Alex go to the place called Slime Paradise?

It was because there was a hidden treasure chest there that would allow him to learn one of the rarest skills in the game.

It was so extremely rare that selling the skill book in an auction would net millions of gold coins.

Of course, he had no intention of selling that skill. He planned to use it for himself.

And this skill was none other than… Teleport [EX].

This skill would let him teleport to places that he had been to before.

The number of places that he could teleport to would be equivalent to his Rank.

Since Alex was now a Rank 3 Oathkeeper, he would be able to save three locations he could teleport to whenever he wished ‌.

The good part about this ability was that he could teleport not only himself but up to seven other people.

Although the cooldown was three hours, it wasn’t a bad trade-off given that Alex could cover any distance using this skill.

Unfortunately, there was no mission located at Slime Paradise. Knowing that all he had to do was pick a mission that would bring him as close to it as possible, Alex was naturally not stumped by this.

‘North, huh?’ Alex thought. ‘It’s still very far from the Aetherion Empire, but their influence has already reached that area.’

While Alex was looking for a suitable quest, Chuck spotted Charles and Renard and hurried to ask them where they planned to go.

Renard didn’t answer Chuck since he wanted to do a solo mission and didn’t want to risk the troublemaker coming along. As for Charles, he was naive enough to spill the details of his mission, which was to escort the children of the Sunveil Orphanage on a field trip.

“Sunveil Orphanage?” Chuck blinked. “Isn’t that the orphanage where your sister is currently at?”

“It is.” Charles nodded. “Actually, I originally thought of accompanying them for free, but my Aunt refused. She said she was going to commission the academy for their safety, so if I wanted to join them, I must go through the proper channels.”

“Heh… it seems that your Aunt wants you to earn Academy Points while spending time with your family,” Chuck commented. “So who else is going with you? I suppose Nessia is coming, right?”

At the mention of Nessia, Charles’ face stiffened, which made Chuck chuckle.

“It’s fine.” Chuck patted Charles’ shoulder. “Only an idiot won’t have already noticed that you like her.”

Renard pretended that he was so engrossed with reading the mission board that he briefly lost his sense of hearing. He refused to be labeled as an idiot who hadn’t realized that Charles had a crush on Nessia!

“So, is she coming?” Chuck pressed.

“Y-Yeah,” Charles answered. “Whenever I go to the orphanage, she comes with me to do volunteer work. So she’s also aware of the mission and already registered for it.”

“Attaboy!” Chuck smirked. “But you’re still slow, Charles. If you don’t make a move soon, someone might steal Nessia from you, you know?”

Charles lowered his head after hearing Chuck’s advice. Nessia might not be as eyecatching as some of their schoolmates, but she was the loveliest girl in his eyes.

She was smart, humble, kind, dependable, and made Charles feel a warmth that reminded him of home.

Seeing that his words were starting to work, Chuck moved closer and whispered devilishly in Charles’ ear.

“If you don’t make a move soon, someone else might take her away,” Chuck repeated. “For example, Alex. Have you seen how close they are?”

“That’s not going to happen,” Charles replied confidently. “If you had mentioned any other guy, I might have believed you. But Alex won’t make a move on Nessia.”

“Tsk!” Chuck clicked his tongue. He also knew that Alex didn’t see Nessia that way, but he wanted to spur Charles on.

In fact, their relationship was very similar to best friends who had each other’s backs.

“Still, you shouldn’t dilly-dally, Charles,” Chuck insisted. “Trust me. I am a love expert. I know what I’m talking about.”

“… Hey, you know I can hear you, right?” Nessia, who was only a few meters away from the boys, asked with a reddened face.

“Oh no!” Chuck exclaimed dramatically. “She found out, Charles! Now, you can’t get married anymore. Nessia, you have to take responsibility for hi—ick!”

Chuck hastily jumped back as Nessia fired a Stone Bullet near his feet in order to stop him from talking.

“One more word from you and I’ll bury you six feet under,” Nessia threatened.

“Oh dear. Look at the time!” Chuck took out his pocket watch with shaking hands and looked at it. “It’s time for me to find a mission! Bye, guys! See you later!”

The troublemaker retreated as if his pants were on fire, moving over to Princess Xenia and Mary, who were looking at the Mission Board a good distance away from the rest.

Alex laughed internally, finding Chuck’s attempt to play matchmaker to be quite amusing.

However, it did have an effect because Charles looked more determined to finally confess his feelings to Nessia.

“I see, so they’re a couple, huh?”

Alex almost jumped out of fright because he hadn’t noticed that someone was behind him!

When he turned around, he saw Evangeline smiling at him.

“Eva, please don’t do that,” Alex said as he patted his chest. “I almost got a heart attack.”

“Eva?” Evangeline blinked.

Only those close to her, including Eleanora and her Father, called her Eva.

Hearing Alex use that nickname made her heart skip a beat.

“Ah, sorry. Should I call you Evangeline instead?” Alex realized that he had acted too familiar with her, which was something that he absolutely shouldn’t have done. After all, they were not even friends yet.

“You can call me, Eva,” Evangeline stated. “Please call me by that name.”

“O-Okay.” Alex was caught off guard by the intensity of Evangeline’s gaze, making him subconsciously take a step back.

In order to change the topic, he decided to ask her what mission she was planning to take.

“I haven’t decided yet,” Evangeline replied. “How about you? What mission do you plan to undertake?”

“I’m letting Dim Dim choose it for me,” Alex answered.

He had been distracted by Chuck’s antics, so he’d asked Dim Dim to look for a mission that would allow them to visit Slime Paradise.

When the little bun had heard that Alex wanted to visit that place, it had become very motivated and jumped onto the mission board, crawling over its surface while looking for the perfect mission.

When the students saw Dim Dim, some of them asked the little bun to toss the missions that were pinned on the upper part of the Mission Board beyond their reach.

Dim Dim, being the helpful little God it was, didn’t hesitate to toss the mission quests to the students who had asked for them.

“Dim Dim, don’t forget our own mission!” Alex reminded the little bun, who was having fun because it felt like it was playing a game of catch with the other students.

“Dim Dim!” Dim Dim gave Alex a salute before resuming its task.

“Do you plan to go on any specific mission?” Evangeline asked out of curiosity. “Maybe I can help you find it.”

“Actually, I want to visit Slime Paradise, so I’m looking for a mission that would take me close to it,” Alex answered.

Although he had tried to be more guarded against Evangeline because of her background, the sense of familiarity he felt toward her made him answer honestly without thinking.

When his brain finally caught up with his mouth, he immediately thought that Evangeline had used a Charm Skill on him.

However, he dismissed this idea aside since he was immune to Charm. Besides, he believed that the young lady beside him wouldn’t resort to something like that.

In fact, Evangeline only used her Charm Skill when the player actively decided to choose the options that would force the young lady on the Anti-Hero Route of Story Mode.

It was a skill she refused to use if she could help it because she was unnerved by the act of taking away another’s free will.

“Is there something on my face?” Evangeline suddenly asked.

“No, of course not. I was just zoning out.” Alex coughed lightly before shifting his gaze back to the Mission Board.

He wasn’t aware that Eleanora was observing him from a safe distance. Though her expression was calm, she’d come to regard him as some kind of thief who might take something precious away from her.