Chapter 17 - Speculations and Imaginations!
'Click—'
Upon opening the door, as expected, Ottar was still standing at the doorway.
Suddenly, Ethan felt something was off.
Could Ottar have overheard what he said to Freya just now?
For a moment, Ethan felt a bit awkward.
However, Ottar completely ignored Ethan from start to finish.
For him, only Freya's orders would prompt him to take action.
Back in the adjacent room, Ethan flopped onto the bed.
Despite the awkward situation caused by Freya's teasing, there was no denying that tonight's 'harvest' was absolutely enormous.
Leaving aside everything else, just personally helping Freya put on black stockings, and even touching her enchanting legs, was already a big win.
With these thoughts in mind, Ethan slowly closed his eyes and drifted into a deep sleep.
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A night without words, the next morning, Ethan woke up from his dreams.
The first thing upon waking up was to open the [Mission Panel].
It had become Ethan's habit; the first thing he did after waking up was to see his daily mission objectives.
[Daily Mission: Explore the dungeon, reach the twelfth floor!]
[Mission Reward: Diamonds*10]
The twelfth floor of the dungeon, that had been Ethan's goal for a few days now.
Nodding, he mentally noted the mission, got up from bed, stretched lazily, glanced at the weather outside the window, and seeing clear skies, anticipated another good day.
After freshening up and tidying his appearance, changing into a clean set of clothes, everything was ready.
'Thump—'
As soon as he stepped out, the first thing he saw was Ottar standing guard at the door next to his room.
This guy, did he stay there all night, without sleeping?
Truly, he was Freya's most loyal guardian.
Despite being Orario's strongest adventurer, he seemed no different from a butler.
After yesterday's brief encounter, Ethan also learned about the other party's personality.
Unless it was something related to Freya, Ottar wouldn't pay much attention.
Even if someone took the initiative to greet him, they wouldn't get a response.
Since that was the case, Ethan didn't bother wasting time and went straight to the dungeon.
As the 'Center of the World,' the 'Labyrinth City' built on top of the 'dungeon,' it was undoubtedly the most prosperous and magical place in this world.
Relying on the magic stones produced by monsters in the dungeon, a special technology tree was developed.
In Orario, magic stone resources were equivalent to modern electricity and had been applied to various industries, reaching every accessible field.
For example, the Tower of Babel had elevators powered by magic stones similar to modern society, making it very convenient.
Another example was magic stone lamps, scattered throughout Orario, making them as common as modern electric street lights.
Ethan descended all the way down, arriving at the bottom floor, then directly entered the entrance to the dungeon.
Living in the Tower of Babel, aside from other benefits, entering and exiting the dungeon was very convenient.
Taking the elevator, he was at the entrance to the dungeon in no time from his room, and vice versa.
Now it was morning, the time when adventurers entered the dungeon.
A large number of adventurers flooded into the dungeon, including humans, beastmen, elves, dwarves, creating a grand spectacle.
These adventurers wore different types of clothing and equipment and carried various types of weapons.
Ethan was like a lamb among wolves, not only wearing a simple outfit but also not carrying any weapons, as if he had come here to have fun.
Soon, passing through the spiral staircase at the entrance and separating from the others, Ethan once again entered the dungeon.
'Yah—Yah—'
The dungeon always welcomed adventurers with vigor.
As soon as he arrived, several goblins started roaring and rushed towards Ethan, waving the wooden clubs in their hands.
"Yah~ Yah~"
Ethan felt a bit helpless at this situation, but then his lazy and casual look suddenly sharpened.
"Projection, begin—"
*Swoosh—*
In Ethan's hands, magic energy began to surge, and in the air, an extremely sharp one-handed sword gradually took shape and finally materialized.
This was a high-quality weapon that Ethan had noted down yesterday in a weapons store.
However, Ethan wasn't like Emiya Shirou, and he didn't have 'Unlimited Blade Works.'
Therefore, his Projection Magic could only project two or three weapons at most.
Additionally, enchanted weapons like magic swords were beyond Ethan's ability to analyze.
Watching someone like Emiya Shirou, who could even replicate Noble Phantasms, while he struggled to record an ordinary magic sword, the difference was indeed significant.
At this moment, two goblins had already rushed over.
In the past half-month, Ethan had received the most combat lessons from fighting goblins.
Coupled with his current strength, dealing with these small fries was a breeze.
*Splat—*
*Swish—*
In the blink of an eye, the one-handed sword in Ethan's hand tore through the chests of the two goblins successively.
Their fallen bodies then burst open, turning into two clusters of ashes, leaving only two magic stones on the ground, albeit small in size.
Looking at the magic stones or should he say magic stone fragments on the ground, Ethan subconsciously wondered if he could directly collect these magic stones into Imaginary Number Space or something similar if such a thing was possible.
*Rip—*
The moment he had such thoughts, the space in front of him cracked, and the next second, the two magic stones were directly sucked in.
Just as Ethan was a bit alarmed, thinking he would lose a considerable amount of magic energy, he found that he hadn't actually consumed much of his magic reserve.
Moreover, inexplicably, Ethan seemed to sense a 'space' that he could manipulate at will.
"What's going on? Just like last night, something was swallowed?"
*Snap—*
Subconsciously wanting to 'retrieve' the magic stones, the next second, a crack suddenly tore through the space, and two magic stones dropped out, along with a steaming teacup.
Seeing this scene, Ethan was instantly shocked.
This teacup was the one swallowed by the spatial crack last night, and he had consumed a significant amount of his magic reserve because of it, and now it appeared in front of him again.
Not only that, there was still warm water in the teacup.
Yes, who should he ask, the bottom of the teacup still had some temperature.
"Uhhh, the one just now couldn't be the 'Imaginary Number Space,' right?"
This sudden speculation popped into Ethan's mind, and once it emerged, it couldn't be contained, spreading rapidly.
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