Side Story: Report

In addition, Lia's complexion was indeed not good, Galan also felt somewhat guilty for not arriving earlier.

If he had known this would happen, he would have simply drawn his longsword and swiftly dealt with the monster. Now it seems that his decision to disregard it because he thought it wasn't very strong was undoubtedly foolish.

"It's alright. If it weren't for Galan arriving in time, we would have been roasted alive."

Lia didn't care about all that; she was just glad that Galan had indeed come to rescue them, just as she had said.

"Lucina!"

"Brother Galan!"

Not far away, two more figures arrived late.

Without even turning around, just by hearing the voices, Galan knew that Clinton and Pass had arrived.

"Did you handle that Copy yourselves? I was planning to help you after I finished dealing with things here."

However, Galan was still surprised that the two of them were able to defeat the Copy that was clearly stronger than them in such a short time. After all, in his calculations, even if the two of them joined forces, their chances of defeating the opponent in such a short time were not high. He believed that they had actually taken some gambling into account.

After all, he felt that even if he couldn't defeat the other party, the two of them could at least hold out until he was free to help them take care of the other party.

However, since they can handle it themselves, there's no need for me to go through the trouble again.

"Cough, taking down that Copy almost cost us our lives!" Pass started shouting even from a distance. However, the battle he had just fought was indeed at least two levels higher than what he had experienced before; saying it was life-threatening was no exaggeration.

"Let's not talk about that now. Now that we've dealt with these problems, let's get out of here quickly! If we stay any longer, I'm afraid the commotion we made during our fight will attract even more Copy, and then it'll be much harder to leave."

Clinton didn't mention the battle again; for him, the knot in his heart had been untied.

After this mission, he could feel that his strength had improved once again.

Things that had been stagnant in my heart have now been rekindled with motivation.

He was certain that after this incident, he would be able to reach a level far superior to his previous one. However... he wondered if, after becoming stronger, he would be able to catch up with Galan...

He looked at Galan, who was checking on Lia's condition, with mixed feelings, and then swallowed back what he wanted to say.

Clinton knew that, at least for now, the gap between him and his opponent was still significant.

Judging from the fact that Galan's Copy was able to get close to him without him noticing and almost kill him, that was something even his previous opponents could never do.

This shows that Galan's strength is at least four or five levels higher than his own.

"Okay, that's what I think too."

After confirming that Lia would be alright for the time being, Galan turned around and looked at everyone.

"Just keep following this path, and I reckon you'll find the way we came in. At first, I didn't think it would help, but now that the Dense Fog has lifted, you should be able to find some marks I left on the ground and walls when I came in. Follow those marks and we'll be able to get out..."

Although they still encountered some dangerous situations, Galan and his group managed to escape the Dungeon unharmed.

Apart from them, the other teams were either completely wiped out in the Dungeon, or only a few people managed to escape through their own abilities and luck.

Especially after Galan and his team eliminated the source of the Dense Fog, many people were given a chance to escape.

Before this, burdened by the Dense Fog and the Copy, they had no way out. Even if they managed to get rid of the Copy temporarily, they would soon encounter new Copy again.

Some individuals even suffered mental breakdowns during this process, losing all will to live.

As for conquering this Dungeon, the survivors all considered it an impossible task.

After returning with Clinton and the others, Lucina wrote down some of her findings in her report to the association. She told the association's higher-ups that the real name of the Dungeon was [The Fallen King’s Tomb]. Because of this incident, the [Fallen King’s Tomb] was considered by many adventurers to be an absolutely impossible Dungeon to conquer and was designated as an S-rank mission by the Adventurers Guild.

After leaving the Dungeon, Galan and Lia did not linger. After parting ways with Clinton's team, they returned to their room in [Äußerst] to rest.

Because she had consumed a lot of Mana, as soon as Lia returned to her room, she collapsed onto the bed and fell into a deep sleep.

Galan was in a slightly better situation than her, but after running this mission with almost no rest time, he was also exhausted and all he wanted to do was go back to his bed and get a good night's sleep.

But just as he lay down in bed, closing his eyes to drift off to sleep, a familiar, clear, and cold voice suddenly rang in his mind.

"Is this the end of the request? Where's what I asked for? Is it inside?"

From the very beginning, Serie went straight for her goal, showing absolutely no consideration or sympathy for her working-class self.

"There's no need to come to the Palace to find me; let's communicate through magic."

She added.

Thankfully, they still have some humanity left.

Galan had already mentally prepared herself that if she were asked to go to the Palace to talk to her face to face, she would never leave her bed even if she was bombarded with magic.

Even so, Galan reluctantly poked his head out from under the covers.

Serie's voice interrupted her best time to sleep, which was still somewhat unpleasant.

"That Dungeon is extremely dangerous. If you've read the reports submitted to the Adventurers Guild, you should be able to understand what's going on."

"A mere Water Mirror Demon? With the help of that monster that can create Dense Fog, how could so many people die inside? In the end, it's just because they weren't strong enough."

Serie's tone remained nonchalant, with an air of superiority.

It seems she didn't take the dangers in the Dungeon seriously at all.

But thinking about it, it makes sense. If she were the one who went, she probably wouldn't have needed to go through all this trouble to resolve the matter.