The Dreamer's POV

Chapter 106: The Journey

[00 Months: 10 Days: 11 Hours]

Evening fell over Terance, the sun's fiery descent replaced with the cool serenity of the night.

The town was awash in the warm glow of scattered lamplights, casting long shadows over the cobblestone streets.

I found myself standing outside the town gate, alongside the small entourage that would be accompanying Seraphina's carriage back to the Lyma estate.

Among the group was Fey, a familiar face who I had worked with during the bandit incident.

We greeted each other with a quick nod and a smile, the shared experience strengthening the bond between us.

'She looks fine…' A thought crossed my mind.

Seeing her interact with Seraphina was also adorable. I honestly found it to be somewhat endearing.

Other than the coachman, there was one other Adventurer among us. He was an imposing figure, covered head to toe in black armor.

His face was concealed by a dark mask, making it impossible to discern his identity.

His only response to my greeting was a curt nod, after which he returned to his silent vigil, observing the surroundings with an intensity that was somewhat unnerving.

'Who's this guy…?'

Using <All Seeing Eyes>, I realized his name was Mael Kelvin. And of course, since he was a native of Mage'Earth, he had no Level.

My <All-Seeing Eyes > had an odd effect on the Natives here. I couldn't see Stats, Skills, Levels, or any of the likes.

I could only see their names and their level of threat to me. That was literally the only function I could use when dealing with them. Your next chapter is on m v|l--NovelBin.net

'I also got information from the Information Guild, and it seems there really isn't a System in this world. They don't use Skills too. The Martial Arts and Magic they utilize are as natural as the techniques are. They hone them and learn them naturally…'

"Shall we get going?" The coachman's gruff voice pulled me from my thoughts.

I nodded and took my place beside him atop the carriage. It wasn't the most comfortable of seats, but it provided an excellent vantage point of the road ahead.

'Studying the route, while also looking out for potential dangers… it's the most optimal.'

Usually, a Ranger like Fey would be the one to take this position, but I insisted on doing it. Hopefully, being this cautious and hardworking racked up more points.

Inside the carriage, Fey and the mysterious Adventurer took their seats alongside Seraphina.

As we pulled away from the town gate, I could feel the tension begin to dissipate. The uncertainty of the journey was replaced by a resolute determination.

Regardless of what lay ahead, we were ready.

The moon, now high in the star-filled sky, bathed the landscape in a soft, silvery glow. As the carriage rumbled along the winding dirt path, I found myself lost in thought.

The beginning of our journey to the Lyma Family's Estate was quiet, filled only with the gentle hum of the carriage wheels against the cobblestones. As we disappeared into the night, I couldn't help but wonder what the coming days would bring.

For now, all I could do was trust in my decision and hope that it would lead me down the right path.

'I could have decided to just go to Dungeons or see where I could grind to raise my Levels, but I chose this instead.'

It was a way to forge good relations with Natives while also growing stronger.

I just hoped it was the right call.

Well, whatever lay ahead, I knew I was prepared to face it.

With a deep breath, I settled into my seat, gazing out at the darkened landscape, ready for whatever the journey had in store.

'Still… I wonder why I'm thinking about her now… Lucy Fer…' A small smile formed on my face as I stared into the emptiness of space.

'I wonder what she's up to.'

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[Meanwhile…]

<The Minos Lair: Domain Of The Minotaurs>

Through the smoky fog of a ravaged battlefield, a colossal Minotaur towered, its imposing figure bathed in golden armor that gleamed ominously against the gloom.

The ground around was littered with the lifeless bodies of its brethren, their horns broken, fading away into the ether.

They had fallen, but this behemoth stood defiantly, ready to avenge its fallen comrades.

Opposite it was an anomaly, a silhouette of a girl whose slight form was the very antithesis of the colossal creature she faced.

Her frame was barely visible against the dusky backdrop of the devastated landscape. Yet, despite her apparent frailty, she bore the marks of a fierce and relentless warrior.

"Haha! It remains just you… Boss Monster!"

"GRRRR…" The Minotaur lunged at her with a vicious swing of its massive arm, and she barely dodged, the creature's claws grazing her skin and drawing blood.

But instead of crying out in pain, the girl merely chuckled, seemingly unfazed by her injuries. Before my eyes, her wounds began to heal at a rapid pace, as though they had never existed.

"I can't die, idiot," she muttered under her breath.

Her eyes glowed an ethereal pink, a chilling spectacle against the dreary scene. Her sharp teeth were clearly displayed thanks to her fearless smile.

She was enveloped in a swirling crimson aura, her previously calm demeanor replaced with a terrifying intensity.

"It's time to get serious."

Drawing from a seemingly infinite reservoir of power within her, the girl concentrated energy into her fist, her arm trembling under the sheer force she was harnessing.

A guttural cry filled the air as she lunged towards the Minotaur, her fist connecting with the monster's golden armor.

What happened next seemed almost unreal.

~BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM!!!!!!~

In a singular, earth-shattering moment, the colossal Minotaur was blown away, its massive body crumbling like a statue struck by a hurricane.

A powerful shockwave spread across the battlefield, reducing what was left of the landscape to rubble.

In the silence that followed, the girl stood victorious, her laughter echoing through the dungeon she had just conquered.

"Hahahahahahahahahaha! Looks like I win again!"

There was nothing but pure joy in it.

It was a wonder how someone could laugh this way despite the harsh, unyielding reality of survival.

Yet this was a loud, thrilling, victorious sound, a testament to her indomitable will and undeniable power.

"Just a little more! It won't be long now… till I reach Level 100!"

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[A/N]

Damn… this is just crazy. The gap keeps getting wider and wider.

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