4 chapter 4 the surface

This must be the entrance gate of this dungeon, though, AD33. He can see different races that are groups of different groups. Some of the races he recognized from the lessons he will be given by the minister, not wanting their future soldiers to be ignorant of their society race, the ones he recognized based on the description of the ministers were the elves with their recognizable elongated ears and scent of the world around them; numerous different beastkin can also be seen amongst the different them; there are too many kinds, some he wasn't sure of; dwarfs with their recognizable small and stocky build, while being surrounded by the aura of the earth around the and the ordinary humans with different kinds of races; what he was more curious were the children amongst them.

Are the civilizations of this world allowing their children to partake in actual combat as a way of training them? AD33 was curious why he was seeing children; it's not that he disapproves of the practice, for he was groomed to be the perfect mage soldier by the minister at the earliest age he could walk.

The minister taught him that children are one of the foundations of a civilization. To make sure he knew where he was going, he followed the groups that were walking to the gate to leave the dungeon. When he was finally out of the dungeon, he stopped and stared at the light blue sky, the clouds that spread around its vastness it, and the big ball of plasma that showed its light and warmth to the world.

That must be the sun and the true color of the sky. AD33 stood there lost in his thought, for this was the first time he had seen the sun, felt its warmth around his normally cold body, and felt the cold winds around his skin. He could feel something wet trailing down his face, and when he lifted his arm to wipe it out of his face, he could still feel it leaking.

What's happening? It has been a long time since I cried. He stood there with tears in his eyes, not knowing the reason why he could still cry. Why am I crying? I thought that I had become strong enough not to cry anymore. He thought that he had destroyed this part of himself so that I could have the ministers see that I had grown from ever crying anymore.

AD33 stood trying to know the reasons for his tears—is it because of the warmth of the sun, to see the true beauty of the sky, or is it the cold comfort of the wind around? All of this was what the ministers taught him about the true world—the world he could live in if he was successful with his last trial. I need to stop; I need to learn more about the world first before he can find a way to go back to the ministers and wait for my death. AD33, though, while slowly stopping his tears, calmed himself first before finally stopping.

During his time seeing the true world for the first time, he had just noticed a large tower at the top of the supposed dungeon; he said the tower was only slightly lower than the tower he jumped from on the trial grounds. He shook his head and decided to see and follow where these people were going with sacks behind their backs because these people just left the dungeon and seemed to be going somewhere.

AD33 would sometimes look at the different people. Some were wearing armor or some sort of protection for their bodies, while some women were mostly wearing nothing at all. People have no fear of being attacked by their exposed flesh. He still wore a protective cover for his whole body, even though it would be useless due to the power of the void that would just destroy it.

He was confused by their decision to not properly wear some sort of protection for their armor. Maybe they're just that confident in their ability to dodge blows, or maybe wearing armor can be a burden to them, or maybe they have a soul-bound defensive artifact that would protect them. He tried to justify the reason for not wearing armor.

While he was following the numerous groups of people, he noticed people were going in and out of the building. Still cloaked, he went inside and saw a large area with transaction areas and counters where adventurers could speak with advisors. Additionally, there are tiny meeting boxes where adventurers can have private conversations with their advisors.

The only reason he knew what was happening was because some of the trial grounds he would be testing at would have this type of "thing" within some building while imagining what the people were doing in the building. Needing information, he saw someone near the door. He could not just go there and cloak himself in front of this person; it would make me a target. With that, he left the building, went to an empty alleyway, and uncloaked himself.

I left the alleyway and went to the building once more, noticing people were stopping and starting to stare at him. He didn't bother himself with these people. Rose is a mature lady who has long hair and wears the guild's uniform. Rose was having a rest from meeting adventures by the door of the guild hall when she noticed the whole room quieted down. She looked around the hall and saw that most of the adventurers were looking in the same direction.

At the entrance door near her, she saw a handsome young man with a serious-looking face and beautiful crimson volcanic-like eyes, and at the top of his were twin dark horns. The young man was wearing what seemed to be a type of robe that a noble would wear, and it seemed to be made for mobility as well when designing the robe.

The last detail she saw was the large scar on his throat that made her wince at the thought of it, unconsciously rubbing her throat. She saw him going to her. She sighed, thinking this person was here to confess his feelings to her. When she was about to dismiss him, he started talking, "Miss." His voice was both guttural and gentle. "May I ask where I can gather information about this city?" When he was done talking, he bowed to her respectfully.

Rose saw the young man struggling with talking with her, which she could guess was because of the scar on his throat, and she was also surprised by the question of the young man. "May I ask why you are asking for information about the city, young man?" She asked him his question. She saw him nod and answer her, "I am new to the city and wish to learn more about it. I was directed to this building if I wish to know more about this city." "You can use the guild library because it is a public library," she said, directing him to the guild library.

"Thank you, ma'am, and I must apologize, ma'am, that I lied to you about me being guided here." With his apology, and with her eyes widening with his sudden apology, she saw him go in the direction of the guild library. Noticing the whole guild hall, they saw the whole interaction between those two. She glared at them, and they started continuing what they were doing, a minute before the young man came in.