Chapter 8

The city of Orario, even when viewed from the perspective of a person standing under gigantic dimensions, is believed. It showed a truly astonishing sight. In front of the stone gates, the Dungeon, there was a large market square. It is true that most traders offered food and clothes for ordinary citizens. However, Krystian, walking between the stalls, noticed a few traders offering goods more targeted at Adventurers. Like a stall offering magic potions, many types of weapons and even weapon oils.

The latter particularly caught his attention, the seller was an older woman, but he paid no attention to her. The containers in which multi-colored oils were kept had a peculiar shape. Unlike potions which were kept in round glass vessels. The vessels containing the oils had a rectangular shape. And the variety of oil types was truly amazing. Starting with the more general ones, such as "Anti-greenskin oil" and "Anti-undead oil". But there were more precise oils, such as the cheapest "Oil against Goblin".

According to the label on the container, this oil not only increases the damage dealt to a representative of the mentioned species, but above all, it significantly inhibits the regeneration of the injured individual.

The mere fact of the existence of oils for monsters that were not in the manga or it was simply not shown. This is a significant indication that this world is more extensive than you might expect.

Although he was surprised by the fact that this stall, like several others, had almost zero customers. Looking at the supply crates next to the older saleswoman, Krystian saw that a full crate was missing only 3 pieces of oil. Which suggests that the woman has only sold 3 pieces so far. It was really illogical, though, looking at the people entering the Dungeon. Which teams in most cases were not smaller than 2 people. Therefore, spending on anti-monster oil may be an unnecessary additional expense.

Krystian bought two bottles of oil, one against greenskins and the other against goblins.

In the recent past, Krystian loved one game, so just having and being able to use such preparations. They brought him incredible joy, and the fact that such an expense, although it seems optional, may turn out to be one of the keys to much better and faster development. And testing the oil not only by pouring oil on the blade, but also by pouring the oil into the creature's mouth and seeing how the creature's body reacts. It is an extremely interesting and funny plan in Krystian's mind.

As for Krystian's current goal, it is undoubtedly to find a tavern, not only to have a place where he can store his things before returning to the original world. But it was also the perfect reason to visit the city he had read about many times.

Krystian didn't plan to go to Hestia's church now, because first of all, he didn't have that much time and disappearing before her eyes could raise unnecessary questions in her mind. And secondly, he didn't feel like interacting with anyone at the moment. Krystian's mind was consumed with thoughts of exterminating the Goblins in the most ridiculous ways.

Fortunately, his "friend" Paweł described the location of the most important places around the Dungeon quite precisely. So Krystian knew exactly where to go to get a room for a ridiculously low price. However, the downside is that this area is not the safest.

This street was located in a darker corner of the city, the area was dominated by families with professions that did not conform to the "normal" moral code. And unlike the main street, where many people were joyfully heading towards their destination. On Gloomy God Street, one could see the perfect opposite landscape. Beggars, prostitutes, dealers, thugs, you won't see that on the main street. However, here you don't have to be an expert detective to distinguish one from the other and what a given person does. Krystian in his leather armor, now covered in goblin blood. He didn't stand out much, although even on the main street it wasn't unusual to see a warrior covered in monster blood.

However, when Krystian was approaching the tavern where he planned to rent a room. He sensed a threat coming from a really tight alley between buildings. The action takes place literally within a few seconds. But thanks to the skill received from Pawel, Krystian spotted the threat in time. To see out of the corner of his eye the hands that were about to grab him in the next few seconds and pull him into the alley between the buildings.

However, thanks to the warning, Krystian dodged at the last moment and instead of getting caught, he kicked him, which sent his potential tormentor to the ground. And Krystian himself, without waiting, entered the darkened alley. There he noticed a strangely obese thug lying on the ground. Dressed in an old gray robe and chain mail with a belt with a really nice dagger attached to it.

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However, Krystian, still focused on the dagger, only quickly pulled out a one-handed sword and made a straight cut on the fat executioner's neck. And the sound of the system confirmed the quick death of the fat creature.

Krystian then took the man's pouch, almost ignoring everything else, and took the dagger he had spotted along with the belt into his hand. The dagger was not expensive, but the handle was made of red wood, which made the dagger have its own charm despite the weak metal it was made of. So with an even bigger smile, Krystian left the alley, not taking into account that anyone could be watching him.

The tavern was quite dingy, the floor was just dirt, the walls were made of old boards and the only decorations were animal skins and torches. On the ground floor, where the reception was located, there was also a bar, so the sight of many drunk men and women giving erotic dancing and more was not an unexpected sight for such a place.

After renting a room and going up the stairs to the second floor, Krystian couldn't help but notice that he was being watched. However, in a moment he will disappear from this world anyway, after entering the room. Krystian barricaded the door and covered the windows with an old wardrobe. And he simply fired up the system to try his luck with the keys he currently had.