novelStart of Reylin and Emilias adventure
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Changnam was intriguing existence, and listening to the stories about him from Milkyona's believer's perspective had been fun for Reylin.
He didn't spend a whole day on him, however.
Reylin asked all the questions he wanted to know, and it seemed like the bishop would be the person to help him with other races.
However, Emilia also spoke about the existence of a dangerous dungeon!
"Dungeon, " Reylin quietly said, "I haven't been in a dungeon yet."
He brought tea to his lips and took a sip.
Although it was nothing much, Reylin's body movement left Emilia curious about his background as she had yet to meet the player with such a dignified aura around him. Even Braun and his son didn't possess anything similar, to say nothing of Emilia not really paying much attention to them, and vice versa.
So far, Reylin left Emilia quite submissive with his demeanor.
She said, "Burial Ground Dungeon. It's a dungeon that existed before dark matter times. It's one of our world mysteries as none has successfully researched it."
"It's a dungeon where you can come in and out?" Reylin asked again.
"No one has stepped on a level where you can't leave... Also, the dark matter involves itself in nearly all dungeons, so we don't want to take any risk. However, I am ready to go with you to that dungeon." Emilia explained.
Reylin didn't expect her to be that hard-working or somewhat challenging. She offered to help him with the dungeon on her own, but he also blamed his charisma for that. He also suspected she didn't believe in his abilities.
After all, Reylin's level had dropped, so he needed to level up a little.
"I will need around two or three days to catch up to your level, " Reylin said, "Help me with that, and we will traverse to that dungeon."
Reylin sneered quickly as Emilia raised one of her eyebrows at him.
Her level was sixty, and she didn't believe a player could raise around twenty levels in just those days! However, Reylin had enough fun and interactions with players.
He didn't mind focusing solely on leveling up his character.
"Can a priestess leave for a journey, however?" Reylin asked while bringing tea yet again to his lips.
Emilia replied casually, "There are countless priestesses, and they also have their social life other than church, to say nothing of families and relationships."
"Oh, I see, " Reylin nodded.
He finished his tea and put an empty cup on the table.
He extended his hand for a pen and paper... He ended the drawing in less than thirty minutes, but that was nothing but a sketch.
After he stood up and bid farewell to his third woman, who was no one but someone he met today, Reylin disappeared in a more resounding silence.
That silence was quite lethal to Emilia, as she registered the events that had happened today. Her heart rang out in her ears, and she felt emotions taking over her.
'I haven't betrayed the church... I often hear one thing or two about misdeeds from our side... In the end, we are just humans... Yes... Lord Milkyona will turn this man into ashes should they meet in person, and she will understand me as well... All so I can meet her!' Emilia's thoughts ran wildly in her head, but as she looked below at the face drawn by Reylin, her thoughts halted, and she looked pretty serene.
Lord Milkyona's face was one thing, but what was that talent in drawing?
'It's like I see the Lord in a person already... ' Emilia whispered in disbelief.
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Before Reylin visited the Burial Ground Dungeon, he took a few preparations in Layla's house. Her business bloomed since Reylin dealt with her problem. It seemed like a few players believed she could help them become a mage similar to the known pyromaniac.
Of course, Layla was also one of the knowledgeable NPCs.
That was because of Reylin, who had taught her about gaming terms. She had made categories for her items, such as [PVP Skills] [PVE Skills] [AoE Skills], and so on.
This made her business proceed faster, and it was also far more comfortable than in other shops.
Layla's business bloomed, and she also had good contact with others.
Her co-worker, Monica, also contrasted the shop nicely, and players liked to do business here.
Reylin checked his resources upstairs, then used the other door to silently leave the house. He was sent for an adventure with Layla's love, and anyone close to him would be able to tell due to her fragrance around him.
[Wolf King's Base. ]
That was Reylin's spot for meeting others, and Emilia became aware of it as well.
She already beat the boss here and patiently waited for Reylin to appear. He did appear on time, not too early nor late.
"You look good in casual clothes, " Reylin left a compliment first while waving his fan.
Emilia's clothes weren't related to the church as they would bring her unnecessary problems. Besides, being with a black nickname player was already a big mess. Besides her clothes, Emilia also did what women were the best at, and it was make-up.
She even told something interesting to Reylin, "Those are from the player's shop. I think they were called Rainbow Ei Palette?"
"Ah, I know them, " Reylin rolled his eyes, "Once they bring their advertisement here, you will find them as an eyesore."
"I like their products so far..." Emilia saw that Reylin was bothered by the name, so she didn't pursue the topic.
Her face was much different as she used as many cosmetics as possible, then her hairstyle also did wonders.
Reylin also scrutinized her adventurous clothes.
This time, he had a much better view of her figure since she wore pants. Her checked shirt was pushed forward by her two melons that had cross hidden within. On her back, she wore a staff, and Emilia trod on high boots!
That was quite an enticing appearance for those who knew about her identity.
"You are a healer, right?" Reylin asked.
"Half-healer, at most. I use holy flames techniques that were blessed by the Lord Milkyona, " Emilia replied while these two already set onto the adventure.
The start was already different than Emilia had imagined before as Reylin casually strutted through the road.
That was bound to end with a problem, and it happened just ten minutes after!
"Pyromaniac!" The players noticed him.
"Look for those rewards! That guy's nickname is black... Should we take a risk?" Another one asked in a whisper.
And the answer was simple, "We fight him! At worst, we will lose some items!"
That was an answer!
Emilia stared at them and their levels.
Those players were the same as Reylin, stomping on the world with level forty plus! She was above them, so Emilia raised her hand and asked, "I am here, though? Do you all act blind on purpose?"
"Sorry, miss! We will do our best to ignore you! Hehe!"
Emilia was an NPC, and those were quite scared of the respawn ability. With enough suicidal moves, Emilia should distance herself from Reylin and let the players have their own dance with him.
Reylin waved his hand and conjured flames from his hand, "That's the proper gaming right here. Taking a risk and having fun... Not those bitchmade players!" They were of the same level, so taking a risk was just fine.
Reylin's compliment made the players chuckle while Emilia stared in profound confusion!
The players died in an utter defeat, however!
Drowned in a deluge of flames, they wondered what kind of quest Reylin did to receive his pyromaniac passive skill and where did Emilia hail from as her flames also left players in retreat!
"Take their drop and send me information about it, " Reylin chuckled as he stuffed his hand with a fan and fanned his face.
"Why do I have to take all the drops?" Emilia asked.
"Because I did more damage than you. Check the damage count, " He sneered in response, and Emilia swore to go harder on the next enemies.
And she did as she swore, not even letting players speak between themselves!
"Impressive, " Reylin chuckled and leaned down to take all the items.
Emilia nodded in content, as she expected this man to throw some excuses which he did not.
Reylin accepted that minor defeat and evenly split the drop.
It was the beginning of their leveling up.
Of course, only Reylin leveled up as Emilia didn't have any means to do so...
Such was the fate of most residents...
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