Stalking

The Underground Labyrinth near the Paparis Town is a graveyard for countless adventurers, not because it's a low- Underground Labyrinth that everyone can handle, but because it's an intermediate-level Underground Labyrinth that adventurers must be wary of.

"Flame Jet!"

A boy dressed in brown cloth gripped a staff and unleashed a powerful Flame Ray. Before him stood a massive beetle, its enormous, dark brown carapace resembling a sturdy reinforced concrete slab. The Flame Ray struck the carapace, only causing a small crack, without completely blasting it through.

"Bruce, well done."

A streak of silver light slashed down from the sky as a red-haired female Warrior clad in a lion's fur coat wielded a greatsword, striking precisely at the crack in the armor caused by the explosion of the Flame Ray.

"Howl!"

The Beetle Monsters let out a scream, a shrill cry that sounded like the highest male and female soprano voices in the world, causing the boy named Bruce to cover his ears.

"It's the Wailing Wind, I'll come."

A little girl dressed as a priest solemnly took out a pink Holy Scripture and devoutly began to read Holy Scripture its contents, "The Goddess's song travels on the wind, throughout the world..."

"Holy Song!"

As a surge of Mana unfolded, beautiful and melodious songs rang out, completely drowning out the Wailing Wind of the Beetle Monsters. The enchanting songs made Bruce involuntarily lower his hands from his ears, feeling his Mana surge.

"Molly, thank you so much!"

"Furious Flame Wind."

Bruce gripped his staff again, his face filled with unwavering determination. A fiery red magic circle gathered above his head, Furious Flame Wind, carrying Breath of Heat, exploded violently onto the Beetle Monsters's body.

As a slightly acrid aroma wafted through the dungeon, a hint of excitement rose on Bruce's face. The Beetle Monsters lay limp on the ground, its sturdy black shell mercilessly shattered, releasing a pungent smell.

"Bruce, your Fire Wind has become even more powerful."

The female Warrior sheathed her greatsword and looked at the dead Beetle Monsters, letting out a sigh.

"Hmm, of course, I am a magician from Wigster Vocational and Technical College. Of course, if it weren't for Sister Xinyan blocking my way and Molly assisting from behind, I wouldn't have been able to shut down this big guy so smoothly."

Bruce scratched his head and said solemnly, "Defeating this giant Beetle Monsters wasn't just his achievement; the team's strength was the key to defeating Beetle Monsters."

"Young master, why are we hiding in the shadows and spying?"

The Little Fool asked in a low voice, because in her eyes, the magician named Bruce was just a little Karami, whose Mana power was only around level 30.

"Observing from the shadows is more in line with the style of the mastermind behind the scenes, Little Fool, you don't understand."

Li Yan gently patted the Little Fool's head and explained that watching the adventurers fight made this veteran player very gratified. This was true teamwork, unlike him, whose sword could only chill fourteen provinces before the Monsters was killed before it could even speak.

Not to mention venturing into Underground Labyrinths, his Detection Magic is like having X-ray vision; magical traps, physical traps, mechanisms, and secret passages are all nothing to him.

To experience the thrill of exploring the Underground Labyrinth, Li Yan decided to choose a group of adventurers she liked and follow them closely, enjoying the adventure together.

"Oh! I see, young master. Are we playing the mantis stalking the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind? Do you prefer that female Warrior named Xinyan or the female priestess Molly?"

The Little Fool seemed to notice the details: the female Warrior from Xinyan had a cool and roguish appearance, with short, wine-red hair and a cheerful smile. She was the kind of understanding older sister adventurer you could drink with, and her exceptionally spacious 36e layout was exactly the type the young master liked.

The pastor Molly, petite and lovely, though not of grand stature, with her pure white nun's robes and devout demeanor, must make training with her quite an experience.

As for the magician, although he was fair-skinned, cheerful, and resilient, the young master didn't seem to like boys very much.

Li Yan's lips twitched slightly, and she couldn't help but pinch the Little Fool's cheek. The soft, squishy feel was exceptionally pleasant. "You'd better read less of those unhealthy books in the future. Lately, I thought you were reading Magic Tomes, but I didn't expect you to be reading '20+ Unhealthy Adventurer Travel' behind my back."

"Hmm... Young Master, I just wanted to brush up on my knowledge of adventure. Besides, what the book says really makes sense; searching for beauties all over the world is the true essence of adventure."

The Little Fool puffed out her cheeks, feeling Li Yan gently pinch her cheeks, and couldn't help but speak up, offering her own opinion.