Brushing Aside the Problem

There are two types of offensive class. The melee and the ranged class. In dungeon expedition, the melee offensive class job is to become the frontline that protects ranged offensive class and support class.

The [Toxinizer] class line is a set of classes that focuses on making poison and acid to injure and kill their opponent. It is a relatively new class that was first bestowed to humans by The Nature 200 years ago. The adherents are studying in The Zinera Ivy Class Learning Center that have 3 classes in Voltingen and 2 classes in Gewjory. Zinera Ivy is the first human [Toxinizer] that is almost breach level 11 but somehow died of mysterious causes.

The pros of this class is the amount of damage they can inflict to the enemy. They have the luxury to use both single target and area of effect strikes. It is among the highest damage dealers in the realm with the upper end classes that are highly sought by any expedition.

The cons of this class is their volatility. As they could also poison and to some extent, kill their teammate. The fundamentally indiscriminate property of their arsenal means that the user must have undergone safety certification and also Toxinizer safety certification before applying for Dungeon Expedition.

In short, Lula's class job is to inflict damage as high as possible to the enemy. Meanwhile, Lynel's class is more versatile. But not as versatile as the [Warrior] class line.

Although not stronger than the melee type, they are still stronger than any support type.

Niva is sensing a fight that may ensue. Especially not when the favor is not on their side. He can't seem to analyze her stats like the first time. The reason is that [Class Faker] pill. The one that is registered in Niva's Slate is not her real class. Those reasons are enough to determine that they might lose.

The only way to counteract this is don't play with her mental state. He can see her strange behavior of biting her nails and twitching all over. Probably struggling to keep herself from the [Class Faker]. The beautiful damsel portrayal of her quickly changes to those of a junkie.

"You need help, Lula." Niva thinks carefully about his word choice.

"How? I have made a terrible mistake that is not worthy of forgiveness. Even The Nature's forgiveness won't help me at all. I am cursed."

'Forgiveness? She belongs to the Church of Hospitality school of thought.' Niva concentrates on somewhere else. 'But most importantly, I need to know about her past. Not what she just claimed to be.'

"We three are vagrants and wanted fellow. Let's figure things out together." He somewhat wants to take back the sentence that already slipped.

That is a bold claim to ask of someone that is mentally unstable. Even if he can see the potential of Lula in fighting against the likes of the Holy Order. But the most important thing is that Niva can't even imagine running from The Holy Order with just Lynel. Even if he is reserved, he needs someone to accompany him on the journey.

"I never have any intention to abandon you guys. The problem is that I am tired of killing. But this class only knows that. For 4 years of trying to make a [Doctor]'s health potion but the output is none. I keep only making poison."

The way she said her sentence is like she mumbles to herself. But the sentence is absolutely addressed to Niva. The blue haired boy is itching to unleash [The Puppeteer]. Seeing that it might actually help her.

"We'll help you alright. Your [Toxinizer] class will help tremendously in our journey," soothes Niva as he tries to lift her self esteem.

"Don't comfort me," She begins to have trouble breathing. "[Pestilence] class only kills people. One time I …"

She suddenly stops her paranoia talking. Shervo next to her immediately goes in front of her. Growling at Niva. The compfreund is still in tip top shape even after digesting. 'Is it because of the poison resistance ability. Or the periodical digesting makes her develop the said ability?'

Niva can't even control his surprised face. 'Her class is this high? It is even greater than my actual prediction. A level 7.'

'There is something in her past that troubles her. More likely it is involving her class. An accident maybe?'

Niva can't even fathom what kind of accident involving the class this high. His mind suddenly recounts the event when Richter was in flames. The commander there told something about the two convicts Fergus and Lula, as mass murderer and assassin. But he doesn't know which one is one.

Accident involving [Pestilence] is more likely mass murderer. Niva guesses that she accidentally put one of her potions in a banquet or something and ended up killing all the attendants.

But Niva is not brave enough to raise his guess.

"Nevermind, sorry, I just need a bit of rest, that's all. The door to the last room is over there. I can still make it" She points to the long corridor that leads forward.

'Is she some kind of bipolar or what?' Niva seems confused by her response. She just set aside her problem instantly. But on the other hand, he is rather content that he no longer has to console her, for the moment. He is already out of ideas on how to smoothly deal with her.

Lula maybe knows enough to hold her problem until the end of the dungeon. And then he has to calm her again. Meanwhile, Lynel is busy leaning his body on the wall, half asleep. Furious Niva suddenly has the urge to activate [The Puppeteer] again on him.

They seem to not be paying attention to the shining gate at the end of this corridor. It is a really normal habit to focus on your unstable comrade that might kill you.

"Are you alright?" asks Niva to Lula.

She immediately snaps into reality and looks at Niva. "I-I am fine." She is firmly holding her right arm. Desperately hides her twitching.

'Maybe she tries to stop her addiction with her own hands, good for her.' thinks Niva. He should keep her eye on her.

The question is how in the world did she figure out the correct dungeon path? But that is the answer for another time.

"Lynel!" yells Niva. The Foxtren immediately regains his composure. He knows that Lynel is somewhat anti deep talk by several hours sticking to him. But not like this, not like sleeping in the middle of an urgent matter.

"What? You beat her?"

Niva exhales loudly. His palm is all over his face. "Yes Lynel, now we should go to door in the end of this corridor.