When Luke opened his bedroom door and was faced with a woman wearing only a bra and panties, he imdiately shut the door.
"Hey, Alexis! What are you doing in my room!?" He exclaid with his face completely flushed red.
"Hahaha! What's up with that overreaction?" The half-dragon's voice should have been muffled, but she was speaking so loudly that the thin door wasn't enough to have such an effect. "I'm just looking for a borrowed shirt to wear under my armor... Don't be shy; get in there!"
A little shy, Luke slowly opened and thought she was already wearing her shirt; however, Alexis wasn't, so his eyes imdiately fell on the half-dragon's bountiful breasts. Since he thought it would be even worse to close the door again, he went into his own room.
"Where are your own clothes?" He asked her, trying his best not to look at the redheaded woman's enormous breasts. "You heard Matthew, if you want to stay with us for these months, you need to wash your own clothes..."
Alexis didn't answer the questioning and faced him with a lascivious smile. "You won't even look in my eyes when you're scolding ?"
The half-wolf slowly turned his face to look her in the eye. "You need to wash your own clothes." He affird. Luke wasn't the leader of the Clan, nor did he even have a commanding position in residence, but for so reason, he was the only one who could lecture the half-dragon.
"I have clean clothes... I lied when I said I didn't... I just thought I'd co and give you a little surprise..." Alexis spoke and slid her fingertips on Luke's chest, "Why do you play hard with ?"
At this point, Luke almost felt hypnotized by her touch and her red lips.
Nevertheless, in this reality, the half-wolf did not et an experienced Elf to lean him against a library bookcase. Since he was already used to redith's teasing, he didn't resist Alexis' temptations. Luke was convinced that they were just playing with him and would never want anything serious.
For that reason, Luke picked up the half-dragon, ushered her out of his room, and slamd the door.
"Humph... anyway, I'm not interested in sex." Luke spoke to himself. Of course, that was a big lie.
The world inside the white cube managed to look exactly like reality in almost every respect. Luke could hear the beating in people's hearts, the slls of the monsters lurking in the Dungeons, and he could also feel sad and happy sotis. It was like real life in a universe where Luke made different choices.
However, this utopian dream was totally crumbled one day, when the half-wolf Clan was leaving the Dungeon after defeating one more Boss.
While they were climbing to the surface, they were farming Cores from Superior Slangekeiser, which is a type of snake monster that wears powerful armor. The Cores of these monsters could reach a value of a gold coin each, and since the Clan would already be crossing their territory anyway, they thought there was no reason not to kill them. After all, it was for money that forr thieves eventually beca adventurers, because, after a while of earning two or three hundred silver coins a week, this amount was no longer enough to achieve their dreams.
But it had been a few years since they had beco adventurers, and most of them planned to retire soon when they all reached Class-B, except for John and Zack, who loved the adventuring life.
Sarah wanted to fulfill her dream of owning a Flower Shop.
Shiro still wanted to have a stall at the Oukiwa City Market.
Ynosuke wanted to go back to his country and apologize to his family.
Matthew wanted to live as a tavern keeper, alongside his wife, Jess.
redith once comnted that he might use all the money he had saved to build an inn.
And well... Luke would probably use his B-Class experience to try to join as a bodyguard for so very wealthy family.
That way, they would live out the rest of their lives. Maybe they would occasionally et at Matthew's tavern or redith's inn to swap stories and update each other.
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As usual, Luke was creating openings for Zack and Shiro to cut the monsters in half, while he distracted the monsters with painful blows from his two poison-soaked daggers. After slashing the arm of a Slangekeiser who was carrying a curved sword, Luke slid to the ground and saw the two huge n run towards the monster, which was imdiately crushed.
Everyone was performing very well, so Luke sighed with fatigue and tried to stand up. The mont he unfolded his knees, a huge headache made him go to his knees again.
"Arghh! What the fuck!?" He exclaid, agonized by the violent pain.
On the other side of the battlefield, redith noticed that Luke was in trouble; after all, his eyes were always looking for the half-wolf, no matter where they were. "Hey, Luke?! What happened!?"
"I do-don't kn-know... t-this pain... it does-doesn't stop..." Luke was pressing on his head to see if the pain would stop.
[I'm sorry about that... The most genuine pain is the only thing that can make you wake up from a sealing... It's not the ti to rest yet, half-wolf...]
The sa voice that normally anyone could hear when ingesting a Monster Core or assimilating a Skill spoke to Luke.
The pain brought him back to consciousness in that utopian world, reminding him that he had nothing to regret. At that mont, the entire cavernous environnt of the Dungeon crumbled like dust, and now Luke was in an infinitely yellow world.
Opening his eyes when the pain ceased, Luke saw a woman with her back turned to him, a few dozen ters ahead. This woman had long blond hair and seed neither too tall nor too short.
[Mistakes will forever be mistakes, if you don't think of ways around them...]
'This voice... she is very similar to that voice I was singing when I started the sealing...' Luke deduced when he noticed.'What are you? Who are you?" Luke asked the woman.
The half-wolf knew that his consciousness was about to co out of the sealing; however, his curiosity was so big that he was purposely trying to delay it.
[One day, you will know. but now you have a Mission, don't you?]
The owner of that voice turned her chin a little and looked over her shoulder at Luke, who was standing behind her. He couldn't see her eyes, but this turn of her head made him notice a tattoo just below her shoulder, marked on her pristine white skin. This tattoo was an exact replicate of a crescent moon, a phase where the moon adopts a bow-like shape.
After understanding that this was a clue, Luke nodded and felt his mind leave that spirit world.
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