Two deviants

"I still have some mole-fox fangs..."

After receiving the information, Viria straight up ignored her and turned to the side, pondering about something that the young woman did not quite understand.

Well, Lithsar might not have had all the facts and didn't quite get the fine details, but still, she wasn't stupid and realized that Viria is actually considering continuing the onslaught and trying his luck with the potential new floor boss.

"Hold on! No! Didn't you hear what I said?! Changing the spawning point of the boss monster will completely ruin the balance of the first floor! Depending on the outcome, you could get sent to the second or even third floor for pulling out something so ridiculous!"

The gold-haired woman shook off the infatuation about to swallow her whole and declared with actual worry and disbelief.

"..."

Viria glanced at her and seeing the conviction and clear eyes not fogged up with lust made him stop in place as his expression soured.

"...I am still pissed off though..."

The young man breathed out looking to the side with an expression that made it seem like he just tasted something awful.

"If that's the case, how about you will go with me back to the bathland of respite? I could even give you a special..."

Lithsar's face brightened up and she declared as her switch flipped back on – and then she made a terrible mistake of approaching Viria and intimately grabbing his arm.

"..."

The young man's face lost all expression, and the next moment, without the gold-haired woman realizing that something was wrong...

*WHAM* *thump*

"Gh-UARGH....! Ughueghueghue...!"

Before she was able to utter another word, Lithsar received a crushing punch to the abdomen – the hit so powerful that she slammed against the bloodstained ground and started vomiting the content of her stomach all over the nearest pile of monster corpses before truly grasping the situation.

"Who allowed you to touch me...?"

Viria scoffed relaxing his right fist.

"Consider this a warning. Next time I will use my left hand, and it will be your guts on the floor."

The young man declared, rubbing the arm that the young woman touched as if it was stained with something disgusting.

"..wh... why, boss...? Was... was I a bad girl...?"

Lithsar yelped pitifully, kneeling down, with her head barely lifted over the ground.

"You can do and act however you like, but the moment you will try to physically approach me in a sexual way, it's over."

Viria stared her down, walking a few steps and honestly looking as if he was going to stomp on her head, forcing the gold-haired woman's face into the bloody mud now garnished with her own vomit.

"..I... I'm sorry, boss... I should have asked for permission..."

Lithsar cowered and pressed her forehead onto the ground on her own, apologizing in an urgent voice.

Apologetic, but not scared.

"..."

Viria straightened his back, as his face contorted in anger and disgust.

Then he squatted right in front of the trembling woman, tilting his head to the side to have a good look at her face.

She was blushing and smiling with excitement.

"...!"

She noticed what Viria was doing and glance over hurriedly before looking the other way, but the short glimpse at her sparkling eye foggy with arousal told the young man everything that he needed to know.

"There will be no permission. Not for the way you want the physical contract to go."

Viria scoffed, standing up and turning away, moving beginning to walk towards the first barrier.

"With all those corpses laying around, whatever spawns next will be busy feasting on them, so I should at least be able to gather the materials close to the gate... at least if the kids will be willing to help."

Viria breathed out, muttering under his breath while testing with his left hand the bundle of hair that contained the most important items he got from the anger-fueled killing spree.

Mole-rabbit monster cores.

Eight of them, to tell the truth.

A magnificent yield when one took the rate at which the monster cores were supposed to crystalize in the beasts within the prison dungeon.

Although this time around, the young man didn't get his hands on the monster core of a rare spawn, it was still fine.

A monster core of a mole-fox would be nice too, but still – as they say, beggars can't be choosers.

"..."

Viria furrowed his browns and glanced over his shoulder.

Not at Lithsar, mind you, just at one of the two bones he strapped on his back with the stripes of mole-rabbit skin tied together.

"It may be a bit of a waste, but it would be better to use up the core crystal first before trying to break those. It would be terrible if the femurs got one of the guards interested enough to search me, find their cores, and then confiscate it..."

The young man said it out loud to hear whether he doesn't sound too cautious and then nodded to himself deciding to go with that course of action.

"Repair. Change the augmentation to mole-fox fangs, and change the bonus skill from the rabbit strike to fox swipe."

Then, Viria spoke without hesitation and the soft light enveloped his pockets where he stored the materials.

As the light faded, Viria reached out his right hand and materialized his soul artifact to check whether everything went according to his plan.

[Prison shiv (mole-fox bone) – middle grade soul artifact – it can break but can be remade from any kind of trash in your possession.

Abilities – Bone weapon (The higher the mastery level, the higher the damage dealt by the weapon)- -Ambush hunter (Boosts the damage dealt to enemies unaware of the user's presence)-

- Bleeding (Even a little cut afflicts the target with hemorrhage)- - Fox swipe (Adds the speed of the mole-fox claws to the next attack) [Mastered] [Bonus]-

List of available skills:

- Rabbit strike (Adds the speed of a mole-rabbit's jump to the attack) [Mastered]-

Mastery – level 10/12

Durability 45/45 –repair– -remake-

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*SHING* *WHOOSH*

After weighing the weapon in his hand for a moment, Viria slashed the air in front of him and then followed it up with a left hook.