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Charlotte glanced at the prompt, yet still felt that the end was nowhere in sight.
He could not help muttering, "Why does it feel like I can never kill them all?"
The long slaughter had left Charlotte with a trace of mental fatigue. He became somewhat quieter, and his fighting techniques grew simpler and more decisive. The variations he had once used were now straightforward and direct, but these were combat skills tempered through blood and fire—seemingly clumsy, yet flawlessly integrated.
After killing the monsters before him, Charlotte put away his double-handed battle axe, sat down on the spot, and began to rest.
Zimmerman handed him water and food, and he too had become less talkative. After a while, he suddenly said, "I'm leaving."
Charlotte nodded, showing no reaction at all.
Zimmerman said quietly, "I originally planned to hunt monsters in the dungeon alone, so I only prepared enough food and water for one person. After you joined me, our gains were far greater than what I could have obtained alone, but our supplies are no longer enough to support us continuing."
Only then did Charlotte react. He was brimming with delight as he said, "I'll stay with you until you rise another rank."
Zimmerman smiled faintly, breathtakingly radiant, and nodded.
After resting, the two resumed their campaign. Perhaps a day or two later, perhaps two or three days later, after devouring enough Divine Shards, Zimmerman finally broke through once more and advanced to the eighth rank.
Charlotte watched his beautiful teammate open the exit and stride out. He did not follow, instead turning toward the depths of the dungeon. But he had not expected Zimmerman, already stepping through the exit, to blow a kiss at his back.
At that moment, every cell in Charlotte's body seemed