《Mushoku Tensei: That one forgotten Mob》E N Chapter 15 : Nightmare Dungeon [1]
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E N Chapter 15
: Nightmare Dungeon [1]
[N POV]
After falling through the dungeon, the first thing Claude did was to find a safe place. For days, he slowly killed the monster based on the knowledge he had from his previous incarnation.
Slowly but surely. He developed a way to deal with the situation.
Although he forgot he could make drinkable water for several days, he understood that to eat these monsters’ meat, he needed to prepare the meat using his 3rd incarnation’s method.
It took him 15 lives to learn a safe method to cook the meat of this dungeon’s monster.
First, you need to drain the blood and boil it in a pot.
Using his weapon box, Claude let a pot out.
Adding the meat after the blood has heated up is a necessary step. This is the step to negate the poison within the meat.
How does this work? Is this even possible?
Claude doesn’t know about it. He even learnt this method as his incarnation realizes the monsters are eating each other in this dungeon.
They don’t get poisoned by each other's meat, which means there’s something wrong with the way he cooked it.
The meat’s poison won’t kill you immediately. Each monster had a different toxin within their bodies, and the rabbit is actually the most severe meat that’ll kill you within 10 days, while the bear has the weakest poison in it, which only paralyzes.
However, to reach this bear habitat, Claude needed to pass through four floors filled with rabbits, dogs, and wolves. which is not safe, indeed. His other incarnation took 30 deaths and 90 days to overcome every floor.
"There’s no way I’d be killed by this weak ass rabbit!"
As the weakest incarnation, his third had a way to deal with each monster’s floor. Since every death would take him back to his first situation, Claude’s 3rd incarnation memorized the pattern of the attacking monster.
After being murdered by the rabbit countless times, he learned to memorize every minute detail about the said monster.
Claude remembered each step he took well. Since that experience was replayed to 7-year-old Claude every day for a year,
Every time the rabbit gnaws on him, and every time his body is devoured by the monster. Claude vividly recalls every detail of his third incarnation experience. So much so that it’s necessary for Claude to focus himself on training or pillaging the slavers to relieve him of the trauma.
As the rabbit's head butted him using the horn, Claude took a simple side step and swung his word to its neck.
Splattering blood didn’t stop that flock of rabbit, as it continue to attack him from all side, Claude’s shoulder was bitten.
"Argh!"
The bite was like a vice. Claude could only shout at the pain he received and tried his best to overcome it.
As he continued to attack the other rabbit, the one gnawing at his shoulder continued the work and jumped after it was done. only to get itself stabbed in the ground by Claude’s earth spike.
Several hours later, Claude’s body was covered in his own blood.
He tried his best to evade anything from the monster, since it could be filled with poison, and after recuperating and using healing magic on his wound, Claude moves to choose the best meat he can pick out of the monster.
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"Crap, I need to kill some cleanly next time. Most of them are donuts, sigh... Thankfully, this great chef, Claude, brought condiments with him…"
As he cooked the meat, Claude reflected on the days when he spent his time training his newly freed Militia.
**
At the end of the asphalt road, there are people sneaking around and eying the situation.
As it is the quickest path, people tend to use the path, and use the end of the road as a resting spot. Claude had done his job by killing the slavers that rested there, especially the illegal ones.
Claude started this work when he was 7 and a half years old and dealt with all kinds of situations. Within the slaves, there are people that choose to follow him.
One of them is Charles. He’s not great in combat. But, he’s good at lying and deceiving. So, he’s used to fool the people and seek for information of the incoming people.
"Is there a target we can kill tonight?" Claude asked, as he moved toward the teen.
"There’s none, Master Claude," Charles said, as he received the signal from the people on the other side of the road.
Within the forest beside the road, is Claude’s militia hideout.
There, he trained his people and made a plan to deal with any situation that came up near the road.
After a year of doing his thing, his militia already had 500 members, which he trained himself.
"Alright, let’s start the training then. I want to see who can beat this 8-year-old. There’s no way a teen will be beaten by a kid, right? " Claude said mockingly, knowing fully well that his group of Militia is a former slave that’s way weaker than him, not to mention Paul.
Charles couldn’t help but groan at his statement, and moved to their hideout. Since they mostly work from dusk to dawn, they either rest during the day or train.
They work in shift, beside Claude, they accommodate themselves using the stolen food of the slavers or have a small transaction with the passing merchant.
One day, on his 9th birthday.
Claude thought of having a cooking party, and as the chef, he gave them the best meal with the best nutrition.
Using his knowledge of the other Claude, he cooks.
"Eat your fill, you bastard!" Claude shouted in a good mood and let the people eat his cooking.
It’s unknown what happened that night. However, people on the road could hear the groan that came from the forest, and thus, the spooky story of the forest started from that day on.
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[Edited 24/10/2022]
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E N Chapter 15
: Nightmare Dungeon [1]
[N POV]
After falling through the dungeon, the first thing Claude did was to find a safe place. For days, he slowly killed the monster based on the knowledge he had from his previous incarnation.
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Slowly but surely. He developed a way to deal with the situation.
Although he forgot he could make drinkable water for several days, he understood that to eat these monsters’ meat, he needed to prepare the meat using his 3rd incarnation’s method.
It took him 15 lives to learn a safe method to cook the meat of this dungeon’s monster.
First, you need to drain the blood and boil it in a pot.
Using his weapon box, Claude let a pot out.
Adding the meat after the blood has heated up is a necessary step. This is the step to negate the poison within the meat.
How does this work? Is this even possible?
Claude doesn’t know about it. He even learnt this method as his incarnation realizes the monsters are eating each other in this dungeon.
They don’t get poisoned by each other's meat, which means there’s something wrong with the way he cooked it.
The meat’s poison won’t kill you immediately. Each monster had a different toxin within their bodies, and the rabbit is actually the most severe meat that’ll kill you within 10 days, while the bear has the weakest poison in it, which only paralyzes.
However, to reach this bear habitat, Claude needed to pass through four floors filled with rabbits, dogs, and wolves. which is not safe, indeed. His other incarnation took 30 deaths and 90 days to overcome every floor.
"There’s no way I’d be killed by this weak ass rabbit!"
As the weakest incarnation, his third had a way to deal with each monster’s floor. Since every death would take him back to his first situation, Claude’s 3rd incarnation memorized the pattern of the attacking monster.
After being murdered by the rabbit countless times, he learned to memorize every minute detail about the said monster.
Claude remembered each step he took well. Since that experience was replayed to 7-year-old Claude every day for a year,
Every time the rabbit gnaws on him, and every time his body is devoured by the monster. Claude vividly recalls every detail of his third incarnation experience. So much so that it’s necessary for Claude to focus himself on training or pillaging the slavers to relieve him of the trauma.
As the rabbit's head butted him using the horn, Claude took a simple side step and swung his word to its neck.
Splattering blood didn’t stop that flock of rabbit, as it continue to attack him from all side, Claude’s shoulder was bitten.
"Argh!"
The bite was like a vice. Claude could only shout at the pain he received and tried his best to overcome it.
As he continued to attack the other rabbit, the one gnawing at his shoulder continued the work and jumped after it was done. only to get itself stabbed in the ground by Claude’s earth spike.
Several hours later, Claude’s body was covered in his own blood.
He tried his best to evade anything from the monster, since it could be filled with poison, and after recuperating and using healing magic on his wound, Claude moves to choose the best meat he can pick out of the monster.
"Crap, I need to kill some cleanly next time. Most of them are donuts, sigh... Thankfully, this great chef, Claude, brought condiments with him…"
As he cooked the meat, Claude reflected on the days when he spent his time training his newly freed Militia.
**
At the end of the asphalt road, there are people sneaking around and eying the situation.
As it is the quickest path, people tend to use the path, and use the end of the road as a resting spot. Claude had done his job by killing the slavers that rested there, especially the illegal ones.
Claude started this work when he was 7 and a half years old and dealt with all kinds of situations. Within the slaves, there are people that choose to follow him.
One of them is Charles. He’s not great in combat. But, he’s good at lying and deceiving. So, he’s used to fool the people and seek for information of the incoming people.
"Is there a target we can kill tonight?" Claude asked, as he moved toward the teen.
"There’s none, Master Claude," Charles said, as he received the signal from the people on the other side of the road.
Within the forest beside the road, is Claude’s militia hideout.
There, he trained his people and made a plan to deal with any situation that came up near the road.
After a year of doing his thing, his militia already had 500 members, which he trained himself.
"Alright, let’s start the training then. I want to see who can beat this 8-year-old. There’s no way a teen will be beaten by a kid, right? " Claude said mockingly, knowing fully well that his group of Militia is a former slave that’s way weaker than him, not to mention Paul.
Charles couldn’t help but groan at his statement, and moved to their hideout. Since they mostly work from dusk to dawn, they either rest during the day or train.
They work in shift, beside Claude, they accommodate themselves using the stolen food of the slavers or have a small transaction with the passing merchant.
One day, on his 9th birthday.
Claude thought of having a cooking party, and as the chef, he gave them the best meal with the best nutrition.
Using his knowledge of the other Claude, he cooks.
"Eat your fill, you bastard!" Claude shouted in a good mood and let the people eat his cooking.
It’s unknown what happened that night. However, people on the road could hear the groan that came from the forest, and thus, the spooky story of the forest started from that day on.
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[Edited 24/10/2022]
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