A week had passed since Leo and I became friends. Ever since we connected, he's been training me intensely. Our mornings start with a grueling jog at 6 am, leaving me drenched in sweat. After that, it's a regular school day, followed by sparring sessions with everyone.
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Today is the weekend, which means no classes. I asked Sarah to accompany me as we plan to explore the F-rank dungeon, [Goblin's Lair], a place the school allows students to enter.
Upon arriving at the dungeon, they were greeted by guards and scientists ensuring dungeon breaks didn't occur.
***(3rd person POV)***
As Cain and Sarah ventured into the dungeon, an unbearable stench filled the air. Unable to tolerate such foul odors, Cain ended up vomiting, while Sarah remained unfazed. As an elf, Sarah's senses were twice as strong as humans, which explained her resilience to the dungeon's environment.
They delved deeper into the cave and encountered their first goblin – a 4-ft-tall creature with green skin and a rusty dagger. Its clothing barely covered its modesty.
Seizing the opportunity, Cain swiftly lunged at the goblin, decapitating it before it had a chance to react. Sarah, not one to stand idle, employed her [Wind Bullet], obliterating another goblin from a distance.
Observing Sarah's prowess, Cain was amazed by her strength. He couldn't believe she was using only 40 percent of her true power.
"Hey, let's make a bet," Sarah proposed.
Curious, Cain inquired, "What kind of bet?"
"Let's see who can kill the most goblins," she replied confidently.
"And what does the winner get?" Cain asked, smirking.
"Anything they want," Sarah confidently declared, but her sudden blush hinted at a deeper meaning.
As the challenge began, both Cain and Sarah dashed deeper into the cave. Sarah had the advantage as she could eliminate goblins from a distance using her [Wind Bullet].
The deeper they ventured, the stronger the goblins became. Goblin sorcerers capable of casting spells and goblin brutes with resilient bodies posed new challenges. Additionally, the goblins started grouping up in packs of five or more.
Cain's exhaustion grew as he took hits from the goblins. Scorch marks marred his back as a goblin sorcerer caught him off guard.
To turn the tables, Cain activated [Rulers Authority], freezing the goblins in fear. Some even fled, creating an opening for him to recover.
As Sarah observed Cain, she felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity with his [Rulers Authority] skill. Its aura made her feel like she was in the presence of a king.
Focusing on the competition, Sarah realized Cain was surpassing her in the number of goblins slain. Determined not to lose, she intensified her efforts.
(30 minutes later)
"Pant... Huuh... The goblin king was stronger than I thought," Cain admitted, visibly exhausted.
"Yeah," replied Sarah, who had breezed through the goblin king without much trouble and still had plenty of mana left.
"I killed 23 goblins. How many did you kill?" Cain asked, hopeful he had won the bet.
"29," replied Sarah, flashing a victorious smile.
"So, what do you want as your reward?" Cain asked, curious.
"I actually have a question, and you must answer truthfully," Sarah said, her focus now on Cain's reaction.
"Ahhh, shit... I probably should have seen this coming," Cain thought, realizing he might have to divulge more than he intended.