Just Accept This Woman's Thanks

The labyrinth's armory.

One of the tricky aspects of Dungeon.

This living Dungeon provides natural weapons for the monsters wandering within its labyrinth. Starting from the 10th floor, this terrain effect is specifically designed to enhance the monsters' abilities.

Monsters that can be defeated bare-handed will transform into special enemies that cannot be underestimated after receiving support from this Dungeon.

However, Lefia no longer has any doubts about William's strength.

He obediently took a few steps back, leaving the battlefield to William and the Orc.

William also gripped the novice's spear he had put away back into his hand.

This was the first time he had encountered a level 2 monster today. He wasn't planning to use magic in this battle, so he had to be careful.

Judging from the terrifying strength with which that Boarman could uproot an old tree, if I were hit by that stick without wearing armor, I would definitely be turned into a pile of minced meat!

However, his forte is not strength.

It's not about speed.

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"Awoooooo!"

The Orc roared as he dragged his enormous wooden club straight toward William.

"It's incredibly slow!"

William shifted his stance, slightly dodging the blow from above. The force of the swinging wooden stick made the hem of his William flutter loudly.

The spear in his hand pierced the Orc's chest, instantly passing right through the strong Orc.

Blood splattered from the Orc's chest, and his massive body trembled as he staggered back a few steps. The red liquid gushing from his chest stained the once green grassland with an eerie red hue.

However, due to the Orc's naturally strong and exceptionally robust physique, it would not die from a small wound in its chest.

"Miss Lefia, where is the Orc's magic stone located?"

"It's inside its head, so Mr. William, you must not stab its head again."

Lefia gave William instructions because she noticed that William seemed to have a strange obsession with heads. No matter what kind of monster it was, when it came to delivering the final blow, William's gun would always aim towards the monster's head.

"I see!"

Just then, the Orc, enduring the excruciating pain in his chest, swung his club down again, launching a wide and sweeping attack, just like before.

"That's it, it's riddled with holes."

The spear in his hand once again pierced the Orc's throat like lightning.

The massive, robust body made no further sound, no roar, no response, only the resounding crash of its body hitting the ground.

"Miss Lefia, let's go back!"

After picking up the fallen magic stone, William spoke to Lefia was standing on the cliff.

"Hey, aren't we going to continue exploring downwards?"

"No need, it's about time!"

William shook his head, then a mysterious smile appeared on his lips.

"But before I leave, let me test something first."

"[Dance, dance, Soldier of Thunder!]"

I don't know when, but dark clouds appeared above the dome on the ceiling.

"What the hell is that?!"

Lefia returned to the guild, recalling the Golden Thunder Beast that William had released on the tenth floor.

"Is it really that shocking? It's just a simple incantation spell."

William patiently answered the elf's question; she had asked it countless times since she saw his "Celestial Crusade."

"Alright, Miss Lefia, can we go exchange the money now?"

"I'm still penniless right now!"

"Excuse me, Mr. William, I need to catch my breath."

"Why don't you go by yourself?"

Lefia handed her backpack to William and went to sit on a bench in the union building.

"I see."

William, carrying his supporter backpack which was almost overflowing with contents in one hand, walked to the magic stone exchange window.

This time, the person in charge of receiving William was no longer a pretty young lady, but a man with a fierce face like most adventurers.

It is said that this position was originally filled by beautiful women of various races, but the exchange of gold was a controversial matter.

When adventurers are exchanging items for money, they don't care if you're a woman or not; they just want to get as much as possible from the hard work and risking their lives for the items they've earned.

The staff, on the other hand, must strictly adhere to the pricing schedule set by the union and cannot raise prices on their own initiative simply because of the adventurers' requests; otherwise, they would be punished.

"Give me your backpack! I'll exchange it for magic stones!"

The male staff member spoke in a rather rude tone, and William had no intention of talking to him any longer, so he simply threw his backpack at him.

Although William wasn't a pervert, he had no intention of talking to a rude, big man. He would have been more interested in chatting with a female member of the guild if the staff member in front of him had been a female member.

"Kobold fangs, Orc ribs, Goblin scimitars..."

The staff meticulously counted the rare items dropped on the upper levels, while adventurers exchanging money watched them intently.

After all, who in their right mind could get so many magic stones and loot drops at the upper levels? Just look at the quantities being exchanged at the other counters!