"Your people sound pretty stupid," Meurig commented.

"I don't think you have much place to talk, since you're a monster," Yuki replied.

Yuki sighed.

"I wanted to spend more time exploring and relaxing but we seriously need to continue leveling up. We should start looking for the next dungeon," Yuki suggested.

"Why can't we just go back to the dungeon and keep clearing it for exp?" Meurig asked.

"It would be easier since we're strong enough to easily clear most of the early stages but the amount of exp we'll need to level up will keep increasing, at some point we would reach a point where it becomes a waste of time and energy to clear it."

"Even then, it would still be more efficient to look for the next dungeon since it offers more exp. On average finding a new dungeon and clearing is more efficient than redoing a dungeon. Plus, I'm pretty sure the 'virus' has placed more amazing swords at each dungeon," Yuki explained.

"There's no point in asking you anything, you over explain everything. How about I ask you an easy question this time. How many dungeons are there in total?" Meurig asked.

"Around 20, I'm pretty sure," Yuki replied.

"Now that's better," Meurig smiled.

"Okay, we've wasted enough time, let's start looking for the next dungeon," Yuki said as he began walking further away from the kingdom gate.

Behind him was Meurig, following without a hint of doubt as he placed all his trust into Yuki. The two walked through the grasslands. Eventually they had reached the forest in which Yuki first went to gain exp.

"Man, this place brings back memories," Yuki thought to himself.

They kept walking deeper and deeper into the forest. Yuki began to get nervous.

"This place seems to be bigger than it previously was," Yuki said under his breath.

Just as he said those words, a loud moving medieval caravan could be heard. On instinct, Yuki leaped on the branches of a large maple tree and hid within the leaves. Meurig followed suit.

"Why are we hiding?" Meurig whispered to Yuki.

"I don't know, I heard something so I instinctively hid," Yuki replied.

Just as they prepared to get down from the tree, the caravan came in their line of vision.

"We got a nice catch today, these will sell for a lot," one of the two men in front of the caravan said. The other one which was sitting beside him looked to be drunk and barely conscious.

"How cliche," Yuki mumbled.

Unbeknownst to Yuki, Meurig had heard what he said.

"What do you mean?" Meurig asked.

Yuki had been caught off guard as he had made the comment as a remark however he was still going to explain to Meurig what he had meant.

"Human traffickers, the lowest level of humans. The most despicable group of creatures to ever exist," Yuki said with a disgusted face.

"We have to stop them!" Meurig said, almost loud enough to be heard by the traffickers.

"Shhh, be quiet, they almost heard you."

"Let's just pretend like we didn't see anything and move on with our day," Yuki suggested.

"Are you serious?! Are you really going to ignore something so inhumane?" Meurig asked, now angry at Yuki's beliefs.

"I hate people like you, always thinking that the world is so simple."

"Do you think that there aren't hundreds of others working in the same business. Even if you stop these ones, what makes you think that the victims won't get targeted once again? How do you know that there isn't a large crime syndicate working behind this? Let's say that you manage to rescue some people today, how do you know that the traffickers won't bring others with them to hunt you down? This isn't a heroic comic story, this is real life!" Yuki asked all of these rhetorical questions, he didn't understand why people always thought that criminal activity could be stopped so easily. If it were that easy, they would have been shut down long ago.

"But we can't ignore this, we at least have to do something. We can contribute the bare minimum," Meurig protested.

"There's no point in arguing with you. This will just turn into a clash of ideologies, how about we make a deal."

"I'll allow you to go down and stop them, you can kill them if you choose to do so. In exchange for this, you will never stop hunting monsters so you can grow as strong as possible so that you can defend yourself from anyone who may seek revenge," Yuki proposed.

"Thank you," Meurig smiled.

The shadowy figure jumped from the tree and landed right in front of the caravan. Meurig purposely let this presence loose. He had pent up anger stored from his encounter from the user of "INFINITE HOTEL" and his subordinates. The horses that were moving the caravan instantly passed out. The terrifying and strong stench of death had overpowered their will. All around Meurig, everything he was around turned black or disintegrated.

The men on the caravan had been so self centred that they hadn't noticed Meurig.

"What are you slacking for?!" the man that had held over the ropes which were responsible for guides the horses said as he kicked the two animals.

Meurig began to get closer to the two men. Just as he reached the perfect range, their attention instantly directed to the monster.

"Hey, what's that?" the drunk one of the two asked in a shaken and terrified tone.

"Quick grab the gun," the drunk man told the guide.

The man responsible for guiding the horses turned around to grab the shotgun that laid behind him. However, when he turned back around, the monster he had been looking at just a second ago was gone.

"Where did he go?" the man with the shotgun asked his drunk accomplice.

When he didn't get a reply, he looked to his side, he could see why he didn't get a reply. The person he was working with had passed out. Without having a chance to analyze what had just happened, the man fell to the floor. In confusion he looked around, to his surprise the caravan which he had been sitting on had completely disappeared. Behind him was the shadowy monster. Meurig was now helping the victims by unteing them. It was just 2 young girls which looked to be no older than 20. From the dark circles under their eyes, they looked to be quite exhausted and sleep deprived.

"What do you want from us?!" the man asked in desperation as he pointed his shotgun at Meurig.

Meurig stared at the man with rage as he directed all of his presence towards him. As expected the man passed out from fear.

"You're too noisy," Meurig said as he turned to the two girls and smiled.