Orario and balance 2.294

On the day of the expedition came and Viggo, Ottar and Rosewisse met at the entrance of the dungeon at six o'clock in the morning. At that time, the air was a little cool, and the sun was rising from the East region.

Ottar lived at the top of the tower of Babel, so he was the first to arrive. With his two meters tall, taciturn expression and large complexion he attracted too much attention. However, that was nothing when Viggo and Rosewisse arrived on foot. Rosewisse was in her Valkyrie armor, with the bulky wing protection and without her helmet. Her long silver hair fell to the sides of her face and her firm gaze took the breath away from more than one. On the other hand, Viggo with his two meters tall and shoulder-length red hair was eye-catching, even if he didn't want to, but now with his incredible turquoise armor and golden edges, it was impossible to ignore.

Viggo and Rosewisse stopped in front of Ottar as the crowd looked on. Viggo nodded to Ottar to walk to the dungeon, and he nodded. Ottar and Rosewisse gave each other a brief glance, nodded to each other in greeting, and moved forward to the dungeon. It was too uncomfortable for everyone to look at them as if they were exotic animals.

Inside the dungeon the adventurers did not dare to follow them. Rosewisse was widely known for her temperament and inside the dungeon many adventurers could "mysteriously" disappear.

—Holy heaven— Rosewisse complained as his voice spread through the cave that stretched a hundred meters ahead —how heavy—

—And what do you say— replied Viggo, walking to the front with Ottar —I wonder if they won't have anything better to do?—

—Mm— Ottar added, and nodded several times, but suddenly his eyes shifted to Viggo's armor and he said —You could occupy a dark hood and thus stand out less troublesome—

—Ugh— Viggo said as if something had done wrong to him, and he understood the mistake he had fallen into.

—I don't get anything— said Rosewisse —they would see my wings anyway—

—Yes, but it would be less conspicuous, sister-in-law— replied Ottar.

—Well, it can be, but, anyway, how heavy—

Viggo saw the first goblins and said to them —Leave the monsters to me—

—Yes, no problem— replied Ottar, after all Viggo was good with the bow and with a single arrow he could kill most of the monsters here on the thirtieth floor. However, when he saw that Viggo did not pull out his bow, but was advancing with bare hands to the goblin, he raised his eyebrows in a gesture of confusion. He looked at Rosewisse and she smiled.

Rosewisse raised both hands and clasped her palms and then lowered her hands to chest level as if she were praying while saying in an overacted tone —he has been trying to achieve kung fu for two days— and laughed.

Ottar smiled, looked forward and saw Viggo take the jeet kune do stance, wait for the monster, and throw a kick at high speed while shouting a "seeee" and releasing the air –I see, he finally decided to learn from father— Ottar said.

—So, it seems— added Rosewisse —yesterday and the day before yesterday he was being punished by my father-in-law. Today he began to meditate (she said instead of mentioning that Viggo occupied the paintings) and said he was ready—

—Viggo, always doing things the hard way. Viggo will always be Viggo—

Rosewisse didn't quite understand what Ottar was saying but smiled when she saw Viggo so motivated by kung fu. In addition to the fact that he had reconciled with the image he had of his father. She was always scolding Viggo because he always seemed to be competing against his father. It wasn't bad, but the way Viggo did it implied that he saw his father as his enemy.

Viggo continued to move forward while Rosewisse and Ottar followed closely. However, none of them helped him at any time. It was Viggo perfecting and taking up something he left halfway many years ago. He used his master's fighting technique as a way of denying what his father had taught him (jeet kune do), but as Kain said, it was not necessary for him to reinvent the wheel or develop a fighting style on his own from scratch. He was Viggo, Kain's son, he could take anything that was from his father, that's why he had taught him. Then, when his time came, he would exceed it and the natural cycle of things would be fulfilled.

On the other hand, Viggo had Ivaldi's mind and such a contraption allowed him to see things that even experience could not see. He had realized that one could be like water, but that in the end it was all a matter of how he used his breath. It was something that became subconscious when performing a physical activity for a long time. However, if he could find a way to control his breathing, he might be able to improve more quickly and accurately. Thanks to this knowledge, it made him want to leave everything lying and return to the painted pictures, then he could meditate, fight, and meditate again on this knowledge.

Once again, a group of goblins from the first floors in front of Viggo stopped. The latter took a deep breath, moved, and threw a punch at each one. However, he takes care that the impact was minimal to transfer the force of the blow to the goblins. The bodies of these could not withstand so much pressure and exploded instantly as if they were water balloons.

Viggo raised his fist, frowned, and thought he should try this into something stronger, something like. He turned around, looked at Ottar and Rosewisse who were following. Viggo focused on Ottar and asked —Have you killed the Udaeus lately?—

—No, not at all— said Ottar, recalled and added —but I remember that a few months ago the Loki family went on an excursion, they said they arrived on the fortieth floor—

—Hmm, I understand— said Viggo —there was a good chance that the monster rex Udaeus had died and still not regenerated, but if he were alive, he would surely occupy his new strength against him. Viggo took a deep breath and considered using this strength with the dragons from the fifties floors onwards. Surely this time he wouldn't need help or his weapons to finish them off, he thought. However, he looked at his hands and armor, this was not good, he thought, he needed to develop his strength and with the armor he could not feel the changes in his whole body. Viggo unteams it and keeps it inside his soul just like his weapons. Only he was left with his naked torso, the lion-headed belt and the red robe that covered him from the waist to the knees.

—What's going on, Viggo?— asked Rosewisse —Do you have any problems?—

—No, not at all— said Viggo —I just want to check the limits of my body. Let's move forward, I need to fight something strong, these monsters are too weak. I can only take care of the technique and breathing, but I can't see the true results—

Rosewisse and Ottar stared at Viggo when they saw him so motivated. The latter advanced through the tunnel, they followed him and as the monsters appeared, Viggo killed them with a single blow. He didn't even bother to collect the purple stones. Instead, Rosewissse did so because she had conversed with Hitomi, the red-haired elf who took over the Bishamon family's accounts and told her that so far there was no significant income for the family. Sakura and Ana were level four while Siegfried and Teresa were level two adventurers. So, between them they couldn't do much or get too far down in the dungeon.

—You don't mind, do you?— asked Rosewisse as she picked up the purple stones from the ground.

—No, not at all— replied Ottar —the truth is that I wouldn't even bother collecting stones from monsters to the thirtieth floor and up—

—I see, thank you— Rosewisse replied.

They moved quickly with Viggo in the vanguard and clearing the monsters with their fists and feet. At noon they arrived in Rivira, had lunch, and continued their journey. However, when they reached the jungle area they stopped instantly. Not because of the monsters, they were still too weak to withstand more than one blow from Viggo. What happened is that like other times, Viggo had felt someone's gaze from a distance.

Viggo turned on his axis looking at the jungle of flowers with beautiful colors and just as poisonous. Some mosquitoes and all kinds of snakes, not counting the hidden monsters. However, he wasn't looking for monsters, he was looking for something smarter. Something that could project his intention in the gaze. Such a look was not threatening or hateful. It was more curiosity about something new.

—What's wrong, Viggo?— asked Ottar, he too started circling around trying to catch the same thing as Viggo, but he could only see a few monsters in the thicket of the jungle.

—It's nothing— replied Viggo, looking at the path that stretched ahead of him and leading him to a huge rock wall with a hole. He was about to leave the forested region and get into the water region —come on—

Rosewisse also looked around, she couldn't see anything, but she was one hundred percent sure that Viggo had lied when she said it was nothing. Something was there and worried Viggo, but what. She looked forward and saw Viggo and Ottar moving forward. She followed them but continued to investigate the jungle for answers.

Viggo in front still felt that gaze in the distance, sharp and insistent like a needle on his left cheek. Suddenly a huge hairy spider of yellow colour and with red stripes fell. She curled her butt forward and threw a spider web thread. Viggo moved to the side successfully dodging, moved forward, came in front of the spider's head with eight eyes, threw a punch, and immediately withdrew it. The spider's body swelled quickly, Viggo jumped back, and the spider exploded spraying its juices and insides everywhere. However, the problems did not stop. A huge snake appeared under a thicket. He got up on his body, attacked Viggo, but the latter threw a kick, impact on the head and retreat. The snake also could not stand the pressure and exploded into pieces. This time Viggo couldn't help but get dirty and was bathed in the snake's blood.

Viggo looked at Rosewisse and Ottar to see if they were okay, but they both raised their hands so he wouldn't get close.

—What?— asked Viggo, angrily.

—You stink— Rosewisse said, holding his nose with his hand.

Viggo let out a sigh and continued to move forward. They would already reach the water region and he would have time to take a good bath.