"Of course! In fact, even if you don't ask me now, you will naturally know this matter after you stay in Manax for a while. These two dungeons are the places most frequently visited by you Manax senior students."
"The Dungeon of Light is dimly lit, and most of the monsters there are stealthy and fast. In such an environment, if you don't cast magic quickly enough, you'll be in big trouble. Of course, as long as you can successfully cope with it, your magic casting speed will naturally increase. Once you become proficient in magic casting to a certain level, mastering the no-chant technique won't be that difficult..."
"The Echo Labyrinth has complex paths and numerous dungeon monsters. Multiple enemies often attack from different directions. At these times, the magician needs to analyze the situation as much as possible and find the best response. Over time, they'll be able to multitask, and the foundation for multiple chants will be laid..."
After listening to Irus's description, Hulim also realized that these two mazes were indeed suitable for his current self.
"Thank you, Irus!"
"You're welcome. By the way, if you want to go to the dungeon, don't forget to go to the Adventurer's Guild to get a pass first. All dungeons are managed by the Adventurer's Guild, and you can't enter without permission. Of course, you can also directly register as an adventurer, which is more convenient."
"I understand. I'll go now."
There is not much time left today, so Hulim plans to go to the Adventurer's Guild now to apply for a pass so that she can go directly to the dungeon tomorrow.
After drinking the flower tea made with Ilus's exclusive recipe in one gulp, Hulim said goodbye to Ilus and left.
"Oh my, oh my~, you're really a quick-witted kid~, at least finish your tea first."
Looking at Hulim's departing back, Irus had no choice but to pick up the half-empty teapot and drink it alone.
... ...
Tsarkin Blacksmith Shop.
Ding! Ding! Ding...
Amidst the sound of iron hammering.
"Mr. Tzarkin, I'm here to get my mithril sword."
when--!
Chalkin stopped forging and turned to look at Hulim.
"It's you. Your Mithril Sword has been repaired."
Tsarkin stood up, walked to the rack against the wall of the forge, and took down a sword.
"Here, this is your sword."
Looking at the streamlined sword in front of her, which was silver in color but emitted a faint purple light, Hulim hesitated.
My mithril sword looks like this?
No matter how hard he tried to recall, his mithril sword did not match the sword in front of him.
"...Um, Mr. Tzarkin, is this my Mithril Sword?"
"Yes, that's right, it's yours!"
Tsarkin answered with great certainty.
"...But I remember that the Mithril Sword didn't look like this."
"Oh, you're talking about this—"
"Because I added some magic steel to it and rebuilt it, it became like this. After all, if I just repaired it as it was, it wouldn't be long before you broke it again, right?"
"Magic Steel?!"
Hulim remembered that it seemed to be a magical metal much more precious than mithril, famous for its extremely high strength...
"Don't worry, it's just some leftover scraps. I have no use for them anyway, so I won't charge you extra for them."
“Hey, but—”
"Alright, alright, stop fussing. I still need to forge. Hurry up and get the things and go!"
Tzharkin forcefully stuffed the new Mithril Sword, or rather the Magic Steel Mithril Sword... into Hulim's hands.
Then he turned around and went back to the forging table, picked up the hammer and started hammering again.
Ding! Ding! Ding...
“… …”
Feeling the new sword in her hand was much heavier than before, Hulim had no choice but to silently put it into the scabbard.
"Thank you, Tsarkin."
“… …”
Ding! Ding! Ding...
Hulim did not disturb Charkin's forging and turned to leave the forge.
"Hey, Hulim—"
The sound of iron hammering behind me suddenly stopped.
Hulim stopped.
"If you want to build something in the future, just come to me directly. Don't ask that old woman to write letters anymore!"
Ding! Ding! Ding...
The sound of iron hammering rang out again.
“… …”
... ...
After leaving the Chalkin Blacksmith Shop, Hulim came to the Adventurer's Guild in the lower city.
Looking at the huge sign with a sword and a wand crossed above, Hulim pushed open the trap door and walked in.
Inside the Adventurer's Guild is a very spacious hall. Towards the inside, there are more than a dozen open counter windows. At each window, there is a guild receptionist handling adventurers' business.
There were many tables and chairs on either side of the gate, and at the moment, some adventurers were sitting there drinking sparkling wine, even though it was still broad daylight...
At the end on the right side, there is a large bulletin board with many commissions posted on it. Many adventurers are gathered under the commission board to check the contents on it.
On the left is a staircase leading to the second floor. The second floor cannot be seen from the hall below, so it is not clear what it looks like up there.
Hulim chose a service window with a shorter queue and lined up at the back.
It wasn't long before it was her turn.
The receptionist at the window asked with a typical smile:
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