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Amon's body twitched and his eyes opened weakly.
His whole body was aching with pain right now.
His eyes roamed around his surroundings and he immediately saw a group of people dressed in black formal suits around the area.
Suddenly, one of them looked back and noticed that he was awake so he quickly called out to another person.
The other person responded to his call and quickly headed towards him and crouched down.
"Sir James Corleone, correct?" He asked and Amon weakly nodded, not understanding what had happened.
"We are the Dungeon Dreamers Rescue Team. We arrived here after you didn't leave the dungeon within 2 hours of its clearance as it was written in the policy." He explained and it was then that the memories of what happened impacted him.
'I had fainted…after killing the monster..' He remembered behind the mask.
Taking note that Amon now remembered what happened, the man continued.
"Yes, upon arrival we saw that you were wearing a mask, so we didn't feed you a potion to not see your face. Rather, we used a [Nature] clovist to heal you, I hope you understand."
Amon nodded in understanding.
Through potions, one would heal without any pain. And the speed of instantaneous recovery would depend upon the rank of the potion.
However, you could also heal if you had a [Nature] affinity. The only downside was the longer time it took to heal and the pain you had to bear with the healing.
His gaze moved toward his right arm, and fortunately, he found that it had healed back without a bruise.
Though he now had scars on the arm. But it wasn't much of a worry as they could be healed later with a potion.
But then suddenly, he remembered about the boss and his body instinctively shot up to see what had happened to it.
"ARGHH!" A sharp pain traveled through his body because of the sudden movement.
The man quickly put a hand on his back to help him and with his support, Amon slowly stood up.
"Don't worry, sir. We only healed you and stood around until you woke up. Not a single thing has been moved from what it was previously. You can do what you want freely before going back." He reassured and the boy nodded weakly again.
Letting go of the man's support, he quickly summoned his cane for support.
Under the curious gazes of everyone, Amon walked to the boss monster.
He was out of mana for now and mana release would still take time for him.
And so, he leaned against the body of the mantis and slashed his cane in the air.
A retractable blade slid out of the bottom suddenly.
Piercing the blade into the middle of the beast, Amon mustered his full force and forced the blade down to the whole body.
The cut on the body split apart the two sides of the beast, revealing its innards and blood.
But the special part was the large basketball-size mana core in its heart.
A boss' mana core was special. Its lone mana core was at least equal to 10 cores of the monsters in phase 4. A mana core obtained from a phase 4 monster was 3x better than a one obtained from a phase below it.
Though the guilds of the major families and Imperiac's C.A would keep the boss' mana core and distribute the small ones, the D.D did the exact opposite.
They let you keep the boss mana core but in turn, took a certain amount of small mana cores.
This was a major reason why people preferred D.D over C.A.
Amon grabbed the boss core and quickly shifted it to his spatial ring, indicating to everyone that he had one.
Afterward, he stumblingly walked towards the supposed leader of the team, the man who had just talked to him.
"I'm done." He said and the man nodded.
"Now before we go back sir, just a second. Can you tell me how many mana cores have you obtained?" He asked.
Amon nodded. The distribution was done as soon as you got outside of the dungeon but this time it was being done here.
He internally shrugged. Not like he had any problem with it.
"22 mana cores." He answered and instantly made the exact number appear on the ground through his inventory.
Of course, he had lied. Out of the 80 ghoul beasts in this dungeon, he had gotten 78 mana cores.
But it was not like he was going to tell them the truth and get 15% of it stolen from him.
22 mana cores out of 80 ghoul beasts in a 1 leaf dungeon was normal, maybe even a little bad.
The man looked at the cores and counted them in seconds before looking back at Amon.
"Any bodies or other stuff?" He asked and the boy shook his head.
Usually, the C.A and major families would kill the beasts cleanly and also obtain their bodies in the dungeon to sell.
But his weak strength led to a brutal way of fighting, it destroyed any worth of the bodies.
As for the Fractile, he simply didn't care enough about it to store it in the spatial ring along with his blood.
His blood mattered more at that moment.
"None." He answered and the man looked at Amon with scrutiny, searching for any signs of lying or deception.
However, he found none as the boy stood like a statue, with his expression hidden behind the mask
But then, the man suddenly remembered that he had a spatial ring.
"You have a spatial ring, right sir? If you could please hand it over so we could see that there is no sign of theft or lying." He extended his hand.
"Please understand that it's just a way for our company to get what we deserve. This is written in our policy that we can check your spatial pieces of equipment when leaving." He clarified with respect.
Amon smiled behind the mask and nodded.
Taking off the spatial ring from his gloved hand, he handed it to the captain.
Taking the spatial ring in his hand, the man quickly checked its contents.
A flicker of shock passed through his eyes, probably cause of the large amount of blood inside it and a single boss mana core.
But he quickly recovered and handed the ring back to Amon and nodded with respect.
"So this is it. Since we take 15% of what you get, we will take 3 mana cores out of this. You can keep the rest." The man answered and quickly took 3 mana cores.
With his smile widening, the boy nodded once more.
This was why he had stored the mana cores in the inventory.
Both spatial ring and inventory worked exactly the same, except for the fact that nobody except him could see his inventory.
Storing the 19 cores inside his ring, Amon headed past the dungeon exit portal along with the rescue team.
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