The Adventurer's Smile

After a few seconds of shock at being reborn as a minotaur, I began to plan again for my future adventures in this new world. The first thing I had to do was check out what cheats I had gained while reincarnating in another world, after all, all the protagonists of the novels received some special gift or power from the gods.

"Status" I spoke the word with great expectations while waiting for my assumptions to be correct. And as I expected, a screen appeared in front of me showing the following information:

Name: None

Race: Minotaur

Title: None

Job: None

Level 1

Attributes:

Vitality: 225

Mana: 25

Strength: 300

Agility: 100

Stamina: 150

Intelligence: 50

Passive skills:

Superhuman Strength: Level 1

Quick Heal: Level 1

Physical Resistance: Level 1

Magic Resistance: Level 1

Night Vision: Level 1

Active Skills:

Roar: Level 1

Taking a look at the status in front of me a huge smile covered my face (If I could smile with a bull's head) while looking at the numbers and skills I possessed, though being a monster was going to delay my involvement with pretty girls, at least my status seemed to be extremely high for a level 1.

After confirming my abilities, I looked again at the golden chest in front of me and simply wondered why the monsters always kept these things? Why protect a treasure when you could very well get it and use it for yourself? Maybe it was the lack QI of monsters?

Curious, I stretched my hand toward the chest. I noticed that the light that seemed to envelop him prevented that my hand from approaching the treasure more closely as another screen appeared before my eyes as like magic

"Warning: The monster does not have the Dungeon's permission to open the treasure, kill the invaders to get the reward"

By the time that I read the warning I finally realized why the monsters never picked up the treasures, it was not because they were dumb, the truth is that the chest was not only a reward for the adventurers but also for the monsters inside the dungeon, as if the dungeon itself was saying, "Hey, if you kill the invaders, this is yours, try"

As I was about to think of what to do next, the sound of a door opening sounded all over the place while what was once only a wall opened like the door of an elevator, revealing what was inside the room for the people from the outside.

"You were right! There really is a secret room on this floor! "

"Of course! I found this floor a few months ago, strangely though the treasure here is always of good quality, the monsters present they are weak "

As the door opened, a lively, feminine voice sounded in the room just before it was answered by a man's proud, hoarse voice. Soon after I saw who were the invaders the dungeon was referring to, the one who walked in front was a middle-aged man with blond hair and sharp eyes who dressed like a warrior, wearing a golden metal armor that completely covered his body and wielded a long spear that also appeared to be made of gold, while behind him a woman followed him closely, a broad smile lighting up her face.

Seeming to be about 18-20 years old, the woman had blond, long hair that stretched all the way to the middle of her back. Unlike the man, the woman dressed in appropriate clothes for a priestess or mage, with a long white cloak that clung to her body, making clear every curve of the woman's body, making the volume of her breasts even apparent.

Looking at the couple who entered the front a trace of envy and jealousy arose in my heart at the moment I saw the handsome man accompanied by a woman as sexy as that. I should be the protagonist, I who should be surrounded by beautiful women in adventures, but was I playing the pathetic monster to impress the girl? I could not believe it!

But no matter what I felt, what I thought or how much I was certain that I was the protagonist, the truth naked and rawt was that the moment the girl's eyes rested on me, the only thing I could see in his eyes was contempt, disgust and fear.

And while the woman looked at me as if I were nothing more than a monster (What I later realized was really the case) the man in golden armor wasted no time before advancing toward me, his spear moving like a snake before to appear in front of me with an absurd speed and penetrate my body with a single thrust, creating a hole in my shoulder the next moment. And before I could even process the feeling of pain cause for being pierced by a spear, as if the previous velocity were only a joke, the man continued to attack with his spear, causing several images of the spearhead to completely cover my vision as the number of holes in my body increased.

The strange thing was that, despite the speed of the spears and their strength, each and every hole made by the weapon was in non-vital places like my shoulders, arms, legs, hands. It was as if the man was purposely avoiding killing me and focusing only on keeping me from moving.

"Okay, now no one will bother us." With a smile on his lips, the man stopped attacking me after turning me into a human sieve. Letting my body fall to the ground he turned to the woman who had been hiding behind him, completely ignoring my existence as I felt my blood trickling down to the cold stone floor beneath me.

As the pain and loss of blood made my senses blurred and weak, the faint sound of screams and the hoarse voice of a man accompanied by the crying and screams of a woman covered my surroundings seconds before my conscience was embraced through the darkness and all the sounds vanished.

The last image that had appeared in my mind was the smile the adventurers had on their lips as they entered the room, while the woman seemed animated by the treasure and the secret room ... The man's smile was similar to the smile of a predator when capturing its prey.