"Killing monsters? They drop a lot of that shiny stuff, but no one really cares to keep it." Freya's face was straight as she spoke, and it made Bob frown. She continued, "If you look in greater areas, gold is a commodity and no one really sees any worth in it."
"Don't you buy stuff here? What do you trade in exchange for something you really want if not money?" Bob asked, his curiosity growing as Freya thought about his question before a while then replied with her face still as straight as an arrow.
"A punch, I guess? I don't know… whatever I want I just take it." Freya laughed to herself then as she noticed Bob's dead serious expression, she cleared her throat, stifling a chuckle, "Only people of the upper worlds still use gold as a valued currency. I'm surprised you're interested in it."
Bob wore a dark face for Freya, but inside he was jumping for joy! He was going to make himself richer and stronger off the defiance of these people! To them, gold was nothing but a shiny thing but to him? They were his ticket to getting rid of these smelly clothes he wore!
"Freya, prepare yourself!" Bob pulled out a flame serpent dagger, using [I Just Glitched] and in a blink, Bob dusted Freya and dashed through the area, glancing from side to side in search of a room, "It's best to get moving before that thing finds us! Kill as many monsters as—"
A Bob saw was a flash of black and red, and Freya appeared metres ahead, kicking down a door at the far end of the path. Bob turned to the four wolves, and they had all charged into their rooms and left him with the last. Bob smiled awkwardly as he slowed to a halt,
"Of course I am no match for my minions, ahem! I'll need to find more of this gold as quickly as possible, and buy myself that armour!" He kicked down the golden door, barging into the room with a burning flame in his eyes, "Anyone that stands in my way will rot here."
A goblin, skinny and grinning with a club twice its size held in one hand, charged at Bob. Bob did not waste a second with the monster, using [Game Sense Failure] and [I Just Glitched] to make quick work of the monster, spilling blood around like a fountain.
⦗Killed Level 35 Goblin Elite⦘
⦗Claimed 3500 XP!⦘
⦗You Have Levelled Up!⦘
⦗All Stats +10!⦘
Bob ignored the messages, turning his gaze to the other goblins in the room, and as the torches flickered, Bob vanished from sight—appearing at the end of the room, leaving bloody trail of fire, his eyes as cold as ice, "They sure have gotten weaker."
⦗Claimed 3500 XP!⦘
⦗Claimed 3500 XP!⦘
⦗Claimed 3500 XP!⦘
…
⦗Claimed 28000 XP!⦘
"Eight kills in an instant!" Bob nodded to himself, raising his leg and kicking down the next door. In mere days after reaching this world, he already neared their natural limit! Soon, Bob's stats could become double Freya's average! He chuckled with pride, "Hehe…"
Most of the past areas were short and one directional, but the majorly — 'They were annoying to the core, and I find myself hating them.' Bob frowned as he entered the next room, and was met with more goblin elites at Level 35, "I'll just use a sonic attack, and follow it up with my combo."
A goblin was faster at initiating than Bob, and before he could prepare his stance for battle, their arrow rippled through the air and pierced Bob in the cheek. He lowered his eyes to the arrow and his gaze turned colder, as he lifted his gaze and read the message, Bob sighed.
⦗Level 30 Goblin Archer Dealt Damage!⦘
⦗Health -75⦘
⦗Inflicted Bleed⦘
His gaze pierced though ht thick crowd of goblins and focused on their backline, glaring at the couple of goblins standing there grinning as they tugged on their bowstrings. Bob smirked, then in the next second, he leapt from the ground, transforming into a blur of movement.
⦗Killed Level 30 Goblin Warrior!⦘
⦗Claimed 3000 XP!⦘
"Gah!" A goblin cried, swinging its dagger madly and unable to defend itself as Bob slaughtered it with his flame serpent fangs. The fire from the dagger dealt extra magic damage to the few goblins who survived his quick assassinations, and their attacks flew helplessly.
⦗Killed Level 30 Goblin Warrior!⦘
⦗Claimed 3000 XP!⦘
⦗Killed Level 30 Goblin Warrior!⦘
⦗Claimed 3000 XP!⦘
⦗Killed Level 35 Goblin Elite!⦘
⦗Claimed 3500 XP!⦘
Some turned to scramble, but Bob was faster, and with his eyes gleaming, he cut them down. As their number shrieked, the goblins felt fear settle in and they turned to the door, but before anyone could reach it, Bob weaved through the flying arrows with [I Just Glitched] and struck!
⦗Killed Level 30 Goblin Elite!⦘
⦗Claimed 3000 XP!⦘
⦗Killed Level 15 Goblin Warrior⦘
⦗Claimed 1125 XP!⦘
⦗Killed Level 19 Goblin Warrior!⦘
⦗Claimed 1805 XP!⦘
In one attack, goblin heads were sent hurtling into the air, and only the archers at the backline were left alive, their knees bucked and legs trembling. Bob staggered towards them, mimicking the grin they wore on their faces earlier as he pulled the arrow from his face, "Look at you."
Blood splattered as Bob stepped forward and the goblin heads flew to the ceiling. He stood with the grin on his face withdrawing into a cold frown, and he glanced around himself, flipping his flame serpent fangs until fell back into his inventory, "Such pathetic creatures."
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Freya walked through the rooms, her hands in her pockets as the goblins around them were all hacked down by her daggers, killed before they could reach her. Their eyes, blinded with lust wasn't able to show them the disparity of strength, and they rushed to the grave.
"In the face of a strong enemy, I wasn't able to do anything. I acted too rash, and because of that we could have been killed— No." Freya snapped her fingers controlling her daggers to slice more of the approaching goblins into halves, "I could have died. Who knows if I will next time?"
Freya paused, "Being cautious is not part of my skill set. The next time I cross paths with the fool that attacked us, I will make myself a draping out of their hide and burn their eyes over the fire I had started using their intestines as fuel. If not then I am an embarrassment to my existence."