Ability Values Beyond the Limit, New Skills [Warrior Race] and [Rage]

The two of them emerged from the Dungeon covered in blood, drawing sidelong glances from quite a few Adventurers who had also come out near the entrance.

Honestly, missing arms or broken legs were not all that unusual for Adventurers. But returning completely intact while covered head to toe in blood, and seemingly with quite a haul, was truly rare.

Still, since they could walk out of the Dungeon normally and did not look like they needed help, no other Adventurers rashly approached them. More often than not, kindness from strangers was met with wariness.

"Big Brother Broly, where are we going now?"

After leaving the Dungeon and seeing the orange-red light of the setting sun outside, Bell suddenly felt as though an age had passed and he had gone through so much. When he came back to himself, he asked the Boy walking ahead.

"Let's go to the Second Floor of Babel Tower first. We'll rent two bathing rooms and wash this filth off ourselves."

Broly did not want Hestia to worry when he saw him looking like this.

He took Bell upstairs, bathed, and changed into a set of casual clothes he had bought before coming back out.

Then he brought Bell to the cafeteria on the 4th Floor, ordered two set meals to fill their stomachs, and only then took out the Guild Draft from today's haul and pushed it in front of Bell.

"Big Brother Broly, what is this?"

"Your payment for today."

"Ah, but isn't this a little too much? Wasn't I only supposed to get ten percent?"

Bell was stunned, because the Boy had given him all of today's earnings.

"Don't rush. This isn't much. Don't forget, we still have some things we brought out that haven't been counted yet, and those should be