A New Player In The Town

(A/n: Hey, guys! I am planning to start a new volume. Do you have any suggestions for the name of the first volume? Thanks for all the support you've given me.)

------Dungeon Floor 6-----

General POV

"Ah, finally, I can go home! I really missed the warm sunshine of the surface."

"Yeah, the expedition took more than a month, and it still ended up in a failure."

The ones chatting were a pair of brown-skinned Amazonian girls, looking almost like twins if you ignored the differences in their outfits.

"Alright, Tiona, Tione, no complaints. As the familia captain, I take full responsibility for the expedition failure. Our focus should be on learning from our mistakes and avoiding them in the future."

"Finn is correct. I've already compiled all the expedition experiences; go back and summarize them," added the green haired elf, Riveria.

"By the way, you guys, I hope you don't push the front line too far next time. You must reflect on yourselves when you go back."

The face of the relatively serious Amazon suddenly turned nympho when Finn said this.

"YES, CAPTAIN!!!!!...Hey, Bete, did you hear that?"

"WHY THE HELL ARE YOU INVOLVING ME!!!!!"

"Of course, it's because YOU rushed first!!!"

"YOU WANNA FIGHT!!!!!" x 2

"Alright, you two!! Stop bickering. By the way, did you hear anything?"

Interrupting the quarrel between the two was Gareth Landrock, a majestic dwarf and a formidable warrior.

"Ah? Sound? Who else would be there in the dungeon at this time?"

The werewolf, Bete, with a rather displeased tone, moved his ears on his head to identify the source of the sound.

"Tch... Maybe it's some weakling being chased by a monster. Weak people shouldn't come to the dungeon. It's really annoying."

Hearing Bete's words, Finn, Riveria, and Gareth looked at each other.

"An adventurer is in distress; let's hurry up and have a look!"

Just as his words came, a golden flash sped through the narrow cave towards the source of the commotion, which is the fifth floor.

"Let's keep up with her."

-----------Dungeon floor 5-------------

Climbing the steps on the regular floor and passing through the narrow passage, reaching the fifth floor, the field of vision suddenly widened.

Just from the situation of the terrain, it can be seen how intense the battle was.

The group of people who rushed over were all shocked by the battle in front of them.

It was a figure with one hand completely black, with crimson flames circling around it, fighting a silverback that was obviously abnormal at first glance.

It happened that the young man sent out the final blow, calling out a ridiculous name.

'.....' 

A strange atmosphere permeated the team, and no one spoke.

It wasn't until Ais walked up to the unconscious adventurer and knelt down on one knee that everyone came back to their senses.

"Hey, hey, the battle just now, are you sure this is the fifth floor?"

The young werewolf, Bete, twisted his expression, his eyes widened, unable to believe it.

Finn bit his thumb, watching the battlefield back and forth.

"This kind of destructive power-it is definitely not something that Lv.1 can cause, and even an ordinary Lv.2 is absolutely impossible."

The green haired elf, Riveria, nodded:

"This kind of destructive power undoubtedly belongs to Lv.2, and - that unique magic...."

Finn smiled and said, "It seems that the young man encountered a unique adventure. "while thinking inwardly

 'Looks like we have a new player in the town.'

"WITH LV.1 HE WAS ABLE TO KILL AN ENHANCED SPECIES WHO IS STRONGER THAN MOST OF THE ORDINARY LV.2??? Finn, this joke is not funny at all! Even Ais-"

"Okay, Bete!"

The werewolf, Bert, had his hands in his pockets, and his gray tail was wagging non-stop, indicating the restlessness of his heart.

"Wow, I don't know which familia he belongs to, but he must be famous now!" Tiona walked towards the young man with her hands behind her back in high spirits.

At this time, beside the unconscious Flon, Ais knelt on one knee beside him, with a dazed face, looking at the young man, not knowing what to do.

"Ais, leave him to me," said Riveria.

"Lefiya, bring that advanced recovery potion. This child has countless broken bones and lost so much blood. It's already a miracle to be able to survive and defeat the enemy."

Everyone gathered around and carefully examined the wounds on his body.

Finn glanced at Flon's hands and frowned slightly.

"Looks like the last move did some heavy damage. Look at his hands; even the bones are exposed."

"Why doesn't he use a weapon?."

Gareth carried a huge axe and stroked his beard with one hand, turned to look at the battlefield, and the shattered dagger in the corner.

"Here, the broken weapon is over there."

Everyone also saw the broken blade with only the hilt left.

The big dwarf warrior laughed loudly:

"Hahahahaha, that is to say, the Lv.1 novice killed the Lv.2 enhanced species with his bare hands, hahahaha, it's so interesting! I've never heard of such a newcomer before!

"That—that, this—how is it possible!"

Lefiya's eyes widened; she shook her head desperately and couldn't believe it, the expression on her little face collapsed.

For elves, jumping over the level to kill enemies with bare hands is almost like a fairy tale.

The dazed Ais looked at the seriously injured and unconscious young adventurer and murmured:

"So strong—"

She spoke out the feelings of the people present.

The body, sprinkled with "advanced recovery potion," slowly healed, but the broken bones and internal organs could not be repaired in a short while, even if a bottle of "panacea" worth 500,000 valis was used.

Whether it's physical strength or mental strength, the double overdrawn Flon's body has become tattered, So even if this young man has Falna, he may have to lie in bed for several days.