A Night of Rest

The underground hall was abuzz.

Now was the time. Most of the explorers ended their day of exploration at about this time.

The two of them appeared on the stone platform. Other explorers were returning.

He stepped into the faint moonlight. The lights on both sides of the road flickered from time to time, showing off its long history.

He pushed open the door to the Great Golden Tooth Tavern.

The moment he entered, the aroma of various foods wafted to his nostrils.

The tavern was full of customers. It was dinnertime.

The silent burly man in apron walked back and forth across the various tables.

Inside the bar, through the kitchen doorway, he could see that Burton was busy.

Kane left him alone and tore off the note beside him.

"What do you want to eat, Clea?"

"A roast suckling pig and a steamed fish."

He nodded and wrote it down.

A roast suckling pig, a steamed fish, and a savory beef leg.

"Do you want a drink?"

"A pot of honey juice."

He continued to write. A pot of honey juice and a glass of white fruit wine.

To send to Room 113.

He placed the note and gold coins on the bar counter and nodded to the waiter who came over.

"Let's go back to our room. I'll tell them to bring dinner to our room later. There's no room for us here now."

He followed Clea to her room.

Why didn't they go to Kane's room?

Because it was too small for dining with Clea.

The moment she returned to her room, Clea changed into her casual clothes and lay on her stomach on the bed.

"Ah, it's so comfortable. Bed is better."

Clea looked blissful as she hugged the pillow.

He smiled helplessly at her expression.

A valiant and heroic centauress would sometimes behave like a little girl.

"As expected, forming a team is efficient. If I was alone today, I would have been seriously injured and quit."

Relief flashed across her face.

Kane nodded in agreement. If he was alone, the Goblins would be enough to make him suffer.

Looking at Kane, the centauress suddenly became curious. "Where is your hometown, Kane?"

There was nothing to hide for this question.

"On the border of the world, in the small town of Kara."

Hearing that Kane lived on the edge of the world suddenly interested her.

"Can you see the border mist directly from the world border? Have you seen it?"

Kane thought back to his first time passing through the forest of Raqqa.

At that time, when he looked up, the sky seemed to be separated, and the soaring white mist entered the sky.

"Able to see indeed. I've seen it before too. What does the border mist look like? I've only seen photos and drawings. I've never seen the real border mist."

Before Kane had broken into the Great Wood, there were no dungeons around the border, so it would take more than ten days to reach the nearest teleportation station.

"How do I put it? Shocking! The world is wrapped in white fog. I'll show you when I have the chance. Now that there's a dungeon at the border, we can teleport over quickly."

"Then it's a deal."

The time passed in such small talk until dinner was delivered.

Kane got up and opened the door. It was Burton with a huge dinner plate.

"Why does the boss have to deliver the food personally?" Kane asked as he took the plate.

He placed the food on the table. Fortunately, the table in Clea's room was specially customized. Otherwise, it wouldn't have fit.

Burton took the knife and helped break down the piglets on his plate. "How are you working together?" he asked.

"Very good. Kane is very powerful." Clea came over to help break down her food.

Kane sat forward. "Teamwork is certainly efficient. We cleared two levels in one day."

"What!" Burton was shocked at their efficiency. "The two of you cleared two levels in one day and came out unscathed."

"Not exactly unscathed." Clea showed her arm. The bruises were only faint bruises under the healing potion.

Burton was momentarily speechless as he looked at the so-called injuries. Is this any different from being unharmed?

"I knew you guys were good, but I didn't expect you to be so good." Burton sighed. He knew the difficulty of competing in the Crystal Arena here.

At the rate Kane and the others were clearing, it would take less than a month.

This was the time used by the top five-person team.

"You'll definitely become amazing explorers in the future," Burton sighed.

Kane nodded in acceptance. "I'm sure it will."

Clea ate the food gracefully and nodded in agreement.

"Hahaha, then I won't disturb your meal." With that, Burton bade farewell and left.

After sending Burton away, Kane returned to his seat and continued eating.

He finished his food quickly.

He stood up and said goodbye. "I'm going back. Let's meet at the bar tomorrow morning."

When he reached the door, he suddenly said, "Youyou, you help clear the table later."

"Yes, Master."

"See you tomorrow, Youyou."

"Ah, Kane, you're so good." Hearing that Kane was going to leave Youyou behind, Clea was overjoyed. She took Youyou into her arms.

Kane smiled and returned to the room.

A night of silence.

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Early morning.

When Kane just arrived at the bar of the tavern, the centauress had changed her equipment and was eating breakfast.

"You're early," he greeted her as he ate the breakfast that had already been laid out.

Clea touched Youyou beside her and said, "Because Youyou is with me, I slept very well."

He quickly finished his breakfast and headed for his goal for the day.

Through the familiar mist door.

Back in the familiar hallway.

Needless to say, he stacked armor.

When he arrived at the arena, it was still the same as yesterday. Nothing had changed.

Do I just fight my way to the 15th level of the arena?

He ignored the noise around him.

He waited for the crystal hourglass to ring the bell.

"Thud."

A familiar bell rang.

The tournament began.

Watching the first wave of monsters condense, this would be the theme monster of this floor.

What new monsters could he see today?

A figure almost as tall as Kane appeared, with huge fangs in his mouth and a hunched body. His blue skin was painted with patterns.

He was holding a spear in his hand and carrying three short spears on his back.

This was a troll.

Looks like the monster today was a troll, Kane thought.

As usual, the instant the troll was formed, an arrow flew at him.

The strength of the monster was basically determined by this arrow.

If he died instantly, then it would be easier to clear this round.

If he blocked it, it would only take a little more effort.

The Troll Hunter sensed the attack and quickly threw out his own arm to block it.

The arrow went straight through his arm, but he only frowned.

When he tried to pull out the transparent arrow, it disappeared and blood flowed.

However, the blood only flowed a little. The wound healed at a visible speed.

The Troll didn't bother with the injuries, because a centaur was charging at him.