Chapter 13
What, why?
Fuck, not again. Think they''re here for me?
Woops,forgot about pretending to learn the information you give me.
verymillion
not
Strange, that doesn''t make me feel better. wait, this isn''t dangerous, right?
tenth floorGods Dorn, what the fuck is up with all these rules?
But what about the never returning to this level rule?
extremely
how do I start?
Didn''t I already use one of these?
Oh thanks for clarifying, Dorn, I had no idea what you meant.
So was that it for the first half of this level?
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Hmm, that seems easy enough. Almost too easy, Kiera thought.
“Remember, this is just for going to the C levels. And with the threat of death looming over them, many will panic and fail. But you don''t have to worry about that, because I haven''t enabled the death mechanisms yet.”
Kiera went ahead and pushed the button. Suddenly, a loud version of Dorn''s voice said, “One minute until test begins.”
Kiera looked annoyed. Really?
“Forty-five seconds until test begins.”
“Thirty seconds until test begins.”
This has got to be the most annoying thing in the world.
Dorn said, “It''s supposed to be intimidating.”
“Fifteen seconds until test begins.”
Nope, just annoying.
“Well I like it; I''m not getting rid of it. Anyways, stop yapping, go take your test,” said Dorn.
“Five, four, three, two, one, test start.”
A giant wolf with a sword wound across its entire side suddenly laid in the middle of the floor, and the small spatial shield covering the center of the room in a column from floor to ceiling disappeared. Kiera walked up to the wolf and started pushing mana into the wolf''s body. After using this to diagnose the wolf''s wound, which was festering, Kiera turned the mana into Healing magic, using it to first wash out all the little pieces of infection within the wolf''s body. Then, she used the magic to push its two ribs that were sticking out back into alignment, before healing them. Then she slowly stitched the skin back together, leaving a bald spot along the right flank of the wolf.This tale has been unlawfully lifted from Royal Road. If you spot it on Amazon, please report it.
“Congratulations, you have passed the first half of the boss floor. Claim your reward,” said the disembodied voice.
At mention of the reward, Kiera basically skipped towards the treasure chest, opened it, and...nothing. Where''s my fucking reward?
“Gods, hold on a second, I need to first buy Dungeon Enchantments...there, got it. Alright, close the lid and re-open it.”
Kiera opened the lid and gasped. Inside was a full healer''s uniform. Cloth covered boots, cloth cloak, leather pants and shirt, and a belt. All were enchanted. What does each do? asked Kiera.
“The boots give you enhanced footwork, allowing you to escape and move about the battlefield a little more agilely. The leather pants and shirt are enchanted for extra defense, they should be able to block the attack of a middle C-ranked adventurer or lower. The cloak will increase the potency of your healing slightly. And the belt has an active enchantment. Go ahead and try to activate it,” Dorn said.
Kiera put on the belt and pushed some mana into it. Sensing the enchantment, she was able to activate it with mana. Suddenly, one of those spatial shields that Dorn created everywhere surrounded her in a small sphere. Ten seconds later, it winked out and began absorbing environmental mana.
That''s awesome. It''s like an emergency lifeline. Too bad it doesn''t last longer.
“Don''t be greedy; remember, this is the reward for newly raised C-ranked adventurers. Being invulnerable for ten seconds can make all the difference between life and death. Alright, you ready to be sent back to the housing floor?”
Wait, Kiera thought, what about the second half of the level?
“I''ve set it up as a fight against five kobolds. Why? Do you want to fight them?” Dorn asked.
Depends, Kiera thought, what''s the reward?
“A class-appropriate weapon,” said Dorn.
Gods, you''re going to put the enchanters, blacksmiths, and armorers out of business.
“Just the C-ranked ones. D-ranked adventurers will still need equipment, and B-ranked adventurers and above will too. Besides, the wealthy will want a new set of equipment once they reach the high C ranks. So, are you fighting the kobolds?” asked Dorn.
You''re gods-damned right.
Dorn sighed and said, “Your love of money will be the end of you, one day.”
Bah, what would a rich dragon turned dungeon know about struggling to make money?
***
Watching Kiera teleport back to the housing floor with her new staff (it was capable of holding a small amount of mana to act as a battery), Dorn was pondering over his floor. “So, what do you think, Emelia.”
“It seemed pretty easy for her, but I guess that makes sense seeing how she''s a C4 ranked practitioner.”
“Yeah, that''s what I was thinking. Do you think I should increase the time given to healers to do their task?” Dorn asked.
“Nah, she finished it in half the time, so C1''s should be able to complete it in under three minutes,” Emelia responded.
“Good point,” said Dorn.
“Status,” Dorn said.
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Status
Name: Dorn''axial
Dungeon Name: A Dragon''s Dungeon
Dungeon Level: 15
+1 for 16,000 DP''s
Floors: 11/13
Dungeon Points: 1,601,429
Dungeon Rating: C1 – Your dungeon
has progressed to the level of a
nationally recognized dungeon
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fucking
fuck
it''s not that, right?
What? Are you two-timing me?
I am
You jealous, big dungeon?