Gray Crystal

"Dice, stop!"

"Dice, wait!"

Seeing the swift Dice draw his blade and slash viciously at the iron door, Pandora hurriedly pulled out the rapier at her waist to stop him, while Ganatica, who had yet to make up his mind, anxiously called out a warning.

But... Pandora's strength had been fixed at level ten, Formal Level, from the moment she was created. By comparison, the reckless and impulsive Dice was now a level thirteen warrior. Pandora's sword could only intercept the afterimage of Dice's longsword, while Ganatica's warning was completely ignored by the hot-blooded warrior.

In the end, under Pandora's nearly despairing gaze, the longsword wrapped in battle aura struck the iron door with perfect accuracy.

Slash!

Dice's swordsmanship was clearly no weaker. The sharp blade wrapped in his battle aura pierced the thick iron door as easily as cutting tofu. Then, with a crisp slicing sound, Dice merely flicked his wrist, opening a massive hole in the center of the iron door—large enough for a carriage to pass through.

"Haha, see? It's just a flashy, impractical gate. Those idiot nobles couldn't possibly come up with anything clever..."

Grinning as he looked back and shot Pandora a disdainful glance, the fearless Dice muttered to himself while kicking away the chunk of steel that had been cut loose. Thinking of the grain piled behind the gate, thinking of how he would return fully loaded and become a great hero celebrated in song, Dice was already beaming.

As for accidents or hidden dangers... Dice had never considered such things.

But... in this world, something not considered did not mean it did not exist, and a situation not anticipated did not mean it would not occur. Caution was an awareness everyone needed to possess. Unfortunately, countless combat professionals could never manage something as