When he left the dungeon, he ran to the city after verifying that he could not re-enter.
He went to where he had bought the Entry Pass, as it was routine to confirm that he ca out in perfect condition, and he needed to sell the things he had collected.
This is where the Association's profit cos in by allowing the Awakened to enter dungeons at a low price, and they would earn 20% of everything the awakened got in there, although it was easy for Elliot to hide the fact that he had obtained that Spellbook, because the drop percentage was lower than he thought and he wasn't even asked about it.
Because the bodies were not complete, the price dropped significantly, but he still made a total profit of $10,600.
After deducting the Association's 20%, he made $8,480.
'For winning it in such a short ti, this is a substantial amount of money. If this is what the Association pays, how much do the Guilds pay?' For a mont, he trembled at the thought that each mber of the guild was imnsely rich; not only did they get a contract for millions, but they also made even bigger profits every ti they hunted low-level beasts.
Then he understood the saying: The Association can give you political power, but the Guilds give you real power.
Even so, he didn't have ti to think about nonsense because he was a little anxious.
Seeing his statistics so close to 20 points made him want to reach that goal as soon as possible.
'If I can participate in that Tournant, my chance for revenge will co sooner. For that, I need to reach at least Awakened Rank.'
With this in mind, he bought several things from the Association. Sothing he would need when he tried to reach that rank. A few potions and so supplies.
'I'm sure I can get so stat points if I kill 500 of those rats. Let's do it quickly,' he thought.
Although he would have liked to go to an E-Rank Dungeon, he knew that such options were very limited in the city. Only two were in the Association's hands; the rest were with the guilds. And between those two, he had just co out of one of them, so they wouldn't let him access the other one for now, so he needed to look for alternatives.
And of all the alternatives, only the one involving rats was viable for him. He had no choice but to do it.
So, after healing himself for a while with the expensive potions, he went hunting.
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Just as he reached the vicinity of the rat dungeon, he frowned as he heard a scream.
"Agh, help!"
This was repeated several tis, causing him to run to the place, not too far from where he was, but he could feel that several rats were attacking soone.
Upon arriving, he frowned. 'What is a normal person doing here? How strange that the rats have attacked soone outside the dungeon too.'
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'Shit, those bastards from the Association, what the hell are they doing? Why is there no protection here anymore?' Joferth suddenly felt angry when he saw that several rats were about to kill him.
He had co here because he was supposed to talk to so mbers of the Association.
As a representative of a city guild, he occasionally had to do this kind of work, but he hadn't been worried because there was no danger. The Association is in charge of protecting the dungeons that belong to it.
There are powerful people guarding the key sites and preventing the beasts from getting out, but there was no one here, at the eting place!
No Awakened, no mbers of the Association, not even a Misfit in sight.
Joferth felt like he had fallen into a trap, but in the end, he could do nothing.
He was just an ordinary person, an ordinary civilian who worked for a guild. Although many people in his guild were capable of dealing with these things with ease, he was not one of them.
He turned his face in pain when he noticed that one of the rats had launched an attack. It was too close, and a wall behind it made it impossible to dodge.
So he closed his eyes instinctively, so as not to see the mont of his death.
'...'
But the seconds passed, and the next thing he heard was a strange explosion overhead, so he opened his eyes in shock just in ti to see a young man beating all the rats attacking him.
These rats looked like ants in front of him.
Each and every one of them had their heads blown off or split in half by a strange table knife.
Joferth was dazed, but when he saw the face of the person who had saved him, he felt he knew them from sowhere.
'He must be a famous Awakened One.' He took a deep breath when he realized he was safe and got up quickly.
"Mr. Awakened One, thank you so much for saving ." He even bowed to show his gratitude, but after a few seconds, there was no response. So he got up intending to introduce himself, but...
'Did he leave?' In shock, he looked around, trying to find him. But not even the corpses of the rats remained in front of him.
"What the hell?"
He would think it was an illusion if it weren't for the battle scars. But everything was there, except for that Awakened one.
The mark of the first impact of the knife on the wall was also there.
"Sigh, the awakened are always so weird." He shook his head helplessly.
Seeing that he was safe was a good sign. He wouldn't forget the face he saw recently, and he would look it up when he returned to the guild, as he should thank him properly. He was his savior, even if what happened was so fleeting that he almost thought it was an illusion.
Now that he was safe, he took a few seconds to catch his breath, and the anger welled up inside him again.
'So you set up, damn you all. Wait and see what you do when I tell the Guild Master.'
He turned and ran back to the city. He had a lot to talk about with his Guild Master, and he was afraid of staying there any longer. If another rat showed up, he would be dood, and no one would be there to save him.
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After saving that small person who seed pitiful to him, Elliot ran inside the dungeon to prevent more rats from coming out to attack him.
'Weird. The protection on this side doesn't seem to be working. Looks like I'll have to clean up this whole area to not endanger the civilians.'
His enthusiastic and slightly sinister smile blossod, frightening a few rats, but he didn't care. He imdiately began a deep hunt, where he and his summoned rat had much fun throughout the night.
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