A Cliché Multiverse Story Chapter 133
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We wrapped up the next floor as well and reached the eighth floor.
The height of the ceiling increased with the corridor's length shrinking. The only change was the pseudo-sunlight coming from the white stones.
Though much to our disappointment, only kobolds and goblins spawned here. Making quick work of this floor, we entered the ninth one.
Nothing changed except for the monsters giving a tad bit more XP.
Tenth floor.
That's where we saw a few changes. A thin mist obscured our vision, the hallways widened, and grass grew under our feet.
(My love, you need better glasses?)
'Buy!'
A pair of light-shaded glasses showed up in my hand. I wore one and handed the other to Nao.
Unsurprisingly, the glass filtered the mist.
A few seconds later, we met our first challenge. The little goblin-like creature with dark skin and hollow black eyes.
"Well, let's take them down fast."
I brandished my dagger and jumped into the fray. The monsters had intelligence comparable to Level 15 undead as they tried to attack and then hide in the fog. Nao's wind blade severed the escapees in two, their innards flying everywhere.
The little bitches ran away when they saw no chance of victory.
Smart.
But, I won't let my XP escape.
We gave chase and killed everything in our sight.
Another hour and we discovered the path to the next floor. Surprisingly, we found no adventurer until now. The dungeon was truly big.
On the next floor, we met a bat monster diving at us from the air. Nao's precision blades and crush literally crushed everything.
As we traveled deeper, clangs and roars of battle entered my ears.
"Nao."
She sighed and got on my back. "You love bullying me like this, don't you?"
"Blame Saeko, not me!" saying that, I darted into the hallway.
The sound became closer as the walls zoomed past me.
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Another turn and I stumbled into none other than the Tiona battling, no, slaughtering hordes of what seemed like monsters we fought and pig-faced monsters. Tione jumped around a giant wingless dragon with yellow scales. As it opened its jaws, a flame surged inside its mouth. Tione took the opportunity to shut it up with a massive uppercut. A loud shockwave erupted as the dragon flew.
Damn. That looked awesome.
Bete, the annoying wolf, smelled us and turned around. "Ya newbies are still around?"
I barely stopped myself from punching his annoying face.
Without giving a fuck to him, I moved towards Riveria's group. She lightly nodded her head with a cool smile on her face.
"You two haven't returned yet? This floor and beyond are dangerous for level 1 adventurers."
"Thanks for caring but we will be fine."
"Don't overuse your magic or you will enter the Mind down state."
"We can use—"
"Nao, did you bring Aiko's favorite candy?" I stopped her from giving too much information about the magic potion. Did they exist here?
(They do.)
Nao tilted her head. "I left a lot of Aiko when I came."
I sucked in a sigh of relief. I want the girls to level up here without being troubled by the familia politics in Orario. Loki and Freya Familia will always be at the center of the trouble until Bell arrives.
"It's fine then. I was worried about Aiko and Rini," I coaxed Nao.
Ais listened to our conversation with her usual impassive expression. Finn merely raised his brow before continuing to watch the amazoness sister covering everything in sight with the monster's blood.
"They are… strong..." Ais whispered, looking at her swords. Probably discerning her abilities against the sisters.
Taking Nao's hand in mine, I nodded at the group. "We are short on time. Let's meet again sometime later."
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And we escaped to the upper floor.
"Asahi-kun, why are we running from them? That little girl is cute."
"Because that's Loki Familia."
"What?! They are one of the strongest groups in Orario?!"
"Yep. Deeper floors would be suspicious for a rookie level 1 adventurer. We will sneak inside the dungeon later."
'Klyscha, can I have a teleporter or something here? Venturing so many floors for the higher level monsters will be a hassle.'
(The dungeon randomly changes its structure. So the solution will be to make several magic circles for teleporting… each one costs 2499 KP.)
'That's expensive! How much did I earn today?'
(9370KP.)
'Whoa… that's a lot. I had to hunt like five or six thousand undead for this amount… The dungeon is truly the enemy of the world, unlike the undead who were enemies of humanity alone.'
(It is—)
'No spoilers please.'
(Mou…)
'Stop pouting.'
(...)
I will make use of these magic circles until I bring Grayfia over. She might know how to carve out similar circles. I should buy another Grimoire to use in my free time. The summoning one is kinda meh now that I have gotten the summoning skill. For the Hymn of Spirits Grimoire, I almost reached the part with records of spells. Just one level up and I will be able to read.
Then there were my skills I had to rank up, make time to meet other girls, keep a low profile until I found a way to join Astraea Familia, try to seduce the elf, help Grayfia in leveling up, make more intimate time with my family, and create time for the Irregular world...
God this is too much. No wonder Nao and others got worried. The laidback former young master had so much to do.
A poke on my cheeks yanked me back.
"You are doing it again. This thoughtful look is what I am worried about…" she cupped my cheeks and slowly buried me in her bosom. "I won't forgive you if you stress out again."
"My bad…"
"D-Do I smell bad?"
Was Nao-chan worried about her sweaty state?
"Eh, fuck no. Nao still has a mature fragrance."
She said nothing and pushed me deeper into her heaven, unintentionally trying to kill her future husband.
She would be redder than a tomato if I looked at her now. The irresistible temptation of her blushing face urged me to look up.
"Nao, you are the best waifu."
"What about… others?"
"Of course, they are the best as well."
Her expression was torn between happiness and sadness.
I smiled wryly. A harem man can't love his women equally, unless he distributes his affection points equally among all the wives.
"How long do you plan to stay here?"
Even though she said that, her arms around me refused to loosen. Her erratic breaths hit my hair. She got excited without me lifting a finger.
"Nao, shall we fuck here?"
"Never!"
She finally let me go and dragged me up. I pasted the stickers Klyscha created—three in total—the first on the wall, the second on the floor, and the third on the ceiling.
We steadily climbed the floors until we stumbled into them on the seventh floor.
"Look, they are here too!" yelled the redhead we met during the feast.
Following here were half a dozen beauties, among them was an elf with long blonde hair. Her cloak with golden accents whirled as she turned to look at us with her deep blue eyes and brows sank together in a deep frown.
The elf beauty I wanted to pursue—Ryuu Lion—was more beautiful with blonde hair!
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