One Hundred Ways to Die in Sain Underground City

"What are you writing, brother? Huh, One Hundred Ways to Die in Sain Underground City? Can you make a fortune from writing that?"

"Don't worry. Such a bizarre subject is bound to attract readers."

"No, I mean one hundred ways to die is a little too few. I could casually list a whole bunch for you."

"Like?"

"Like diving headfirst into a swamp and drowning, or falling off a cliff while using a Battle Skill, or getting stabbed in the kidney by a monster around a corner, or... misjudging a cliff's height and falling to your death!"

"Hmm, then I'll change it to One Million Ways to Die in Sain Underground City."

"Now that's more like it."

"Hiss—"

Leon shuddered violently and abruptly opened his eyes, finding himself sprawled on the cold ground. The sounds of clanging battle came from Haight Castle nearby.

"Why does it feel like I dreamed about some boring conversation I heard in a tavern once?"

The moment he woke up, he sucked in a breath of cold air and hurriedly felt his face.

It was completely intact. Only then did he finally relax.

The sensation of hitting the ground just now had been as painful as a fly being swatted to death. The only difference between him and the fly was that he had willingly slammed himself into the swatter.

"That shouldn't have happened. It really shouldn't have happened."

He propped himself up against a nearby rock and sat down. The lingering pain was still affecting his nerves, but what troubled him most now was not the death pain that inevitably remained after every death.

It was—

"By all previous conventions, after seeing a spectacular scene like that in Sain Underground City, shouldn't I be rushing off to experience a new area?"

He had already