" How far should I go this time ?"
No one knew where the body was. They only had a vague recollection of a general area , as human memories are unreliable.
" The decomposition seems to have progressed quite a bit. It may be hard to find. "
The forest was full of cool breeze.
The forest was littered with the bones of the Monstars , with only rotten bones left. Most of the carcasses of the Monstars had been eaten by insects.
" Mixing of different blood. The fight is quite Terrifying May have been. "
Judging by the shape of the fragmented bones , they belonged to " Kobolds " . They were notorious among the F- ranks and were hunted by most Hunters.
" There are only minor injuries left on his bones. It seems he was not skilled. It's really fortunate. "
If they were skilled enough to survive with strong vitality , they would be nearly impossible to find. From a scout's perspective , this situation was indeed good.
He examined the blood stains on the floor , which were barely visible. Dark red blood stains formed straight lines on the pebbles and weeds.
He went in the direction where bones and footprints were scattered on the ground , which helped him find the direction of the injury marks on the trees and grass.
He had a rough idea of where they had gone. There were only a few places in this area where demons could not be seen.
After determining the direction , he quickly ran over. There was a possibility that there might still be surviving demons , so he couldn't afford to delay.
He looked for hiding places, from holes in tree roots to rocks as big as five metres in size , and even on the branches of chestnut trees.
He found no trace , but as he narrowed the area the approximate destination became clear.
" It must be there. "
It was a crack created by huge rocks collapsing due to a landslide.
The firmly held rocks had created a crevice which was one of the favorite hiding places for visitors to this dungeon.
He lowered his presence and approached the crack. He felt no obvious signs or movement from inside or outside.
* blast*
He heard a cricket chirp from the ground. Johan sighed softly , and the dying ashes of a fire flickered in the distance. He moved quickly toward the end of the fading light.
He pulled a mask out of his pocket and put it on to protect himself from the faint poison.
She used the power of the lamp to illuminate the light inside the dying embers The fire was lit again. A body was lying far away.
If Johan wasn't experienced with being a tracer , he might have vomited at the sight of that horribly decaying body.
The body was in a state where the face and body were exposed , and had decayed to such an extent that it was impossible to identify. Only the clothes , weapons and the Awakening badge were recognizable. On the Jagruti badge , there was a sad expression of a man named " Yidupal " .
" Nice to meet you. Are you by chance " Yidupal " ? "
He bowed his head.
Johan covered his face with a clean white cloth , and put on gloves before placing the items , which appeared to belong to the customer , into his bag.
" Evaluation. "
[ Ballpoint Pen ] Grade: None
Appraisal Price: Rs.
10 - This is a ballpoint pen with a lot of ink. It feels like it could be used a few more times.
[ Lottery Ticket ]
Grade: None
Appraisal Value: Rs.
5.00 - A lottery ticket that won fifth prize. You can exchange it for cash at a convenience store.
[ Last Will ]
Grade: None
Appraisal Value: Rs.
0 - A will that was written a month ago. There's nothing special about it.
[ Management Fee Invoice ]
Grade: None
Assessment Value: - Rs
5,000 – An overdue management fee invoice. It's been three months.
" Why did you bring the challan ?"
They were actually a bunch of worthless items. He claimed he had fallen behind on his rent payments , but he was actually short of money.
He searched every possible place , but he did not find anything of value. Even the weapons he had were of no value.
" He was duped. "
It was always like this. It was mentally unhealthy to expect more than was necessary from F-Rank Dungeon requests.
If they had anything valuable , they wouldn't come to the F- Rank Dungeon.
He organized the location and information of the " artifacts " on sticky notes and attached them.
After putting all the artifacts in a bag , he took out a small handkerchief. It was a plain black handkerchief with no pattern.
Flap-
The area of the thrown handkerchief increased in an instant. The handkerchief , which had swallowed the body in one go , arranged itself and left a well-formed tail behind.
Johan grabbed the end of the handkerchief and headed for the door.
" This handkerchief must be more expensive. It is also a premium brand. "
The flexible handkerchief had the additional function of containing poison and was sold at a considerable price. Perhaps he would hardly be able to meet his expenses.
After making sure he didn't miss anything nearby , he walked out of the dungeon without looking back.
No , he tried to leave.
Then he heard a voice.
"[ The artworks have been rated over 100,000 times.] "
Another voice echoed in his ears.
It was a sound he could never forget.
"[The ' Appraiser ' profession has evolved. A ' new skill ' has been added.] "
was the voice he heard when he first woke up.
He couldn't determine the type , but for some reason , it was a comforting sound.
" What is evolving ?"
The voice he thought he would never hear again echoed in his ears.
"[ The " God of the Dead " has become attached to your character's love for the dead. He personally offers you a new " Profession " .] "