Chapter 15: Drawing Cakes, Drawing Big Cakes
"You mean, I just defeated two gargoyles and entered the next area, and before I even had time to explore, I fell off a cliff and died?"
Bed City, the Lord's manor, the room on the top floor.
A dignified old man pushed up his glasses and looked at the elf in front of him with suspicion.
Stellan's face turned red with shame.
“Is this true or false?”
Stellan wished she could find a hole in the ground to crawl into.
"Aren't you silver level?"
Stellan wanted to die.
"My second son hasn't even come out yet, but you died before him? He doesn't even have a mid-level profession."
Stellan's waist was almost bent to the ground, and she shouted:
"We are so ashamed! We are too embarrassed to ask for commission fees!"
"well,"
Philip Beder, the Lord of Beder City and the Patriarch of the Beder Family, sighed, took off his glasses and rubbed his brows, a sense of aging already emerging on his face.
"Forget it, forget it. I will pay you the commission fee as usual. We, the Bede family, will never break our promise. Besides, you have indeed gained something."
Except for Wilder and Charon, everyone else in Stellan's team has returned. Although everyone looks frightened, surprisingly, they have all gained something.
The map expert drew a small map of the swamp area and brought information that the fortress gate could be opened by lighting a beacon.
The medicine expert brought back colorful moss balls, proving that these inconspicuous little things have detoxification effects comparable to high-level potions, but it seems that moss balls of different colors can detoxify different toxins.
The ore expert accidentally activated the teleportation trap and entered an underground mine, where he was chopped in half by the Furnace Knight. But before he died, he saw blood ore all over the ground, and even some rare purple blood ore that was worth a hundred times more.
Other experts encountered different monsters and brought back intelligence, which could barely be considered a gain.
Apart from protecting the experts, the contributions of Stellan and other adventurers are similar to those of other experts.
That's why she was so ashamed.
All the people she was supposed to protect died, which was definitely a major failure in her adventurer career.
And she ended her trip to the dungeon with a rather shameful death.
Time went back to when she and Xiu En had just entered the underground city. As soon as they stepped into the territory of the sick village, they felt extremely gloomy and uncomfortable all over.
After walking a few steps, they were besieged by monsters. There were big rats covered with pustules, which splattered juice when hit, and meat monsters made of unknown meat pieces that looked like slimes but were even more disgusting. These monsters had a disgusting stench that could be smelled if you got a little close to them, let alone fighting.
Stellan almost ran all the way out, and she felt that her spirit had suffered a considerable shock.
In the past, she had a peculiar fondness for monsters. She thought that the majestic monsters were very handsome. Even if they were not handsome, they all had their own characteristics and were worth appreciating.
But after coming to the Sen Dungeon, she realized for the first time that monsters could look both abstract and disgusting.
I, Stellan, am a Monster Slayer. I kill monsters without mercy!
In fact, whether it is a big rat or a meat ball, they are child's play. Although they may scare you at first glance, you will get used to it after looking at them a few more times.
What she couldn't stand was the monster she encountered when she passed the suspension bridge.
There were several agile monkeys, and it was difficult for her to hit them with her superb archery skills.
Most importantly,
They throw shit.
Pile after pile of freshly made shit with residual heat
If they can't poop anymore, they will take out a pot of feces and throw it at people.
When Huynh was forced to use his precious shield to block the shit, Stellan clearly saw him crying
Facing the rain of feces, when a large pile of shit was about to hit her face, Stellan chose to jump off a cliff and commit suicide.
Xiu En followed closely behind, and the honest and simple strong man showed a look of relief.
When he came back, he threw away his shield.
Stellan also changed her equipment.
The two never mentioned this experience, only saying that they fell into a trap and the suspension bridge broke halfway.
I'm afraid they will spend the rest of their lives being laughed at by people.
There is every reason to believe that the mental strength unleashed by the two of them when attacked by monkeys was no less than the death of an ordinary person.
"Ahem,"
Count Philip's cough brought Stellan back to reality. She realized that there was nothing left to do and it was time to leave.
It was her inner sense of responsibility that drove her to return the money, but she didn't expect that the generous Count Philip would not accept it. This was really great.
"Then we take our leave, and wish you all the best, Mr. Philip."
Stellan bowed gracefully and turned to leave, her mind now full of the Thane Dungeon.
If she doesn't pass the level once, it will probably become a heart disease for her and she will never be able to get rid of it for the rest of her life.
But with the strength of myself and others, I'm afraid I'll have to die dozens of times before I can pass the level.
Are you wasting time on clearing dungeons? Do you still want to make money by doing commissions? You can't even buy teleportation crystals without money!
So she thought of a good idea - asking for help.
"To my sister:"
"How is the Elf Forest doing? I believe the warrior team you lead will be able to dispel all dangers. Is our mother still her queen? Sister, I have encountered something that I want to do no matter what."
"Bang,"
When the door of the reception room was closed, Count Philip put on his glasses again and began to read the mineral experts' report again.
"We found that the reserves of blood quartz in this mine-like area were astonishing, and they were gathered together in large quantities, even forming lotus-shaped crystal clusters. This was unimaginable in the past. I still remember the old Sen Dungeon, where miners used pickaxes to dig for half a day to dig out a palm-sized piece of blood quartz from the stone wall. After that, they had to walk a long way to the next collection point. The harvest for the whole day was very little. When the dungeon was refreshed the next day, they had to dig the stone wall again, wasting labor on useless things."
"If you can find a way to quickly reach the mine area, the production of blood healing potions will explode, and your wealth will be comparable to that of a duke. Even the most arrogant Prince Persi in the southern part of the empire will invite you to his banquet."
A light shone in Count Philip's eyes.
"But the monsters in this area are too powerful. I encountered a giant lizard covered with blue crystals, and the most terrifying mysterious knight. Even if I used a high-level defensive magic scroll, I couldn't stop his attack. With just one sword, I lost all consciousness. He will become the biggest obstacle for you to mine blood essence."
"But please don't give up, Count. I found purple blood clary berries. Purple! You must know what that means. With that, maybe we can make the supreme potion that only exists in theory! Remember the king's strange disease? Maybe it can be used on that! If it really works, you will become the first new duke after the war!"
"What we want to say is that we should not let the miners stop working. We should invest more people. Even if only one of them can bring back purple blood by chance, it will be a sure win."
"Our expert group unanimously proposed to send at least 500 miners into the Thane Underground City every day."
Count Philip put down the report in his hand, picked up the teacup to drink some water, but found that his hands were shaking.
He was excited and he believed the big picture the experts painted for him.
"Go, anyone can go. I want to recruit all the miners in the territory!"
“Boom boom boom—”
There was a sudden knock on the door. When Philip, whose thoughts were interrupted, was about to scold, a familiar voice came:
"Father, I'm back."
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(End of this chapter)
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