We were taking a break on the way. We chose a place that felt safe enough.
We sat down to rest like people who are camping. However, unlike people who are camping and have to light a campfire, here we don't have to light a campfire. There was already enough light in here. The temperature here wasn't too cold either. Of course, not all dungeons had these characteristics, but the average was like this.
The problem in exploring the dungeon, apart from the food factor, was also the ti factor.
We couldn't tell how long we had been in here. We could only use our bodies as a guide to ti. When our stomachs started to let out desperate groans indicating that we were hungry, we took a break and ate. I guessed it was already the ti when we should have lunch.
Although I was here still wearing a handcuff as a sign that I was a slave, I also ate Claude's party food supplies.
'I know, I know. You guys don't have to look at strangely like that.'
I wish Claude and Raiz could stop asking questions using their eye gaze. Just from the look in their eyes, it was clear they were wondering why I could still act like a normal person even though I still had the status of a slave and was wearing handcuffs.
'I can't tell you the reason. So, can you just eat your food?'
We then opened the dried at wrapped in a leaf after Raiz shared it with us. Hmm. This dried at turned out to have a good flavor. Who would have thought that dried at could have such a wet texture when it entered the mouth? Even the flavor itself was quite strange as there was a sweetness to it.
I was convinced that this was not just ordinary animal at. This was probably the at of a magical monster that had Mana.
While eating our food, I broke the dark atmosphere around us by asking Sharon, who was sitting right next to .
"By the way, what is the rank adventure of all of you?"
I asked Sharon just to make small talk, but she seed reluctant to answer.
"Mmm. B."
She answered briefly.
"So, you guys have the sa adventure rank?"
"Yes. Is there anything strange about it? Maybe you don't know, but in order to advance to a higher rank, one must fulfill so conditions such as successfully completing quests that have high difficulty."
"But, wasn't Claude able to release Aura attacks before? Indeed, one does not only need strength to increase their adventure rank, but, wouldn't a warrior who has reached the grandmaster stage need to be at least A rank? Moreover, ...."
"Stop! Stop! Can you ask slowly?"
She suddenly waved both of her hands in front of her body while twisting her head.
After that, she tried to explain to as best she could. Not to forget, she also lowered the volu of her voice so that her answer could not be heard by Claude. It was likely that what she was about to tell had already entered Claude's realm of privacy. A secret known only to mbers of the sa party, I guess.
Her voice was so small, it was almost as if she was blowing the wind instead of speaking. Her voice was hard to hear, so I accidentally brought my ear closer to the source of the sound, which was her mouth, so that I could hear her voice.
From her answer, I learned that Claude's overall strength was still at rank B for an Adventurer. And apparently, he wasn't a Grandmaster rank Warrior like I initially thought either.
I widened my eyes slightly and stared at Sharon as if it was hard to believe.
As I continued to stare at her with the eyes of a child who was already curious, she imdiately gave an additional explanation.
She told with a face that was starting to turn bright that Claude could only unleash attacks full of Aura thanks to a Skill Book that he found by chance in a Dungeon. After learning that skill, he was imdiately able to release powerful Aura attacks.
Was she referring to the Mountain Splitting Sword skill?
How powerful was that skill for a B-rank adventurer and Warrior who wasn't Grandmaster rank to be able to unleash that kind of Aura attack? I so wanted to snatch it.
I didn't want to let my desire surface. If I didn't restrain myself, I might start drooling. So, I unintentionally covered my mouth with the back of my hand while staring at Claude with hungry eyes.
Claude was still focused on eating dried at without realizing the bad intentions in my heart.
Well, he most likely destroyed the Skill Book after he mastered it. Most people would do that because they knew that it would be very dangerous if they dared to keep such a valuable item. Unless that person has a strong background.
So, I abandoned the idea of directly laying my hands on Claude.
"That ability was Claude's only advantage," Sharon whispered in my ear. Was it okay for her to gossip about her captain? Nevertheless, she said to that Claude was not a bad person.
"Why would you tell all that?"
It was strange when I thought back on it. Wasn't I soone she had just t from her point of view? Was there sothing wrong with her head to tell the secrets of her party mbers? Moreover, she was previously willing to persuade Claude not to fight with .
Many questions arose in my head. My doubts were very reasonable considering Sharon's attitude towards which was obviously very suspicious. She seed to have known for a long ti.
With a shy face, she tried to answer my questions.
"Before I answer your question, can you tell your na?"
"...sties."
"Your unique na is hard to forget. Then, your surna is Warwick, right?"
"Hmm? How do you know?"
I couldn't help but be surprised by Sharon's guess.
anwhile, the mont after I nodded and confird that her guess was correct, the short hair on her head suddenly expanded along with her already widened eyeballs.
I knew it. She smacked her own palm as she said so.
"I didn't realize it at first, but when I saw you up close, I beca aware of who you are. Mmm, although it did take a lot of ti. P-please, don't misunderstand. It's all because we haven't seen each Moreover, you've changed a lot too... more than I expected."
"Can you explain in more detail to ?"
other for so long. So I have a hard ti rembering you. Moreover, you've changed a lot too... more than I expected."
"Can you explain in more detail to ?"
"...."
She suddenly fell silent.
Blink, blink.
Her eyelids blinked several tis.
She looked puzzled at my equally puzzled reaction.
"...Looking at your reaction, I can confirm that you don't rember ..."
First, she mumbled mysteriously. Then she explained to .
For starters, she introduced herself that she was Count McBride's daughter. Although I already knew, I pretended to be surprised. Unexpectedly, it turned out that Sharon had known before—
more precisely the owner of my body.
According to Sharon's story, although we were not very close, we used to go to the Royal Capital together. Either to attend tea parties, dance parties, birthday parties of young nobles, or other nobles' parties.
Given our similar ages and our close proximity, it was, of course, natural.
"Why do you seem to have forgotten all that?"
Sharon began to get suspicious as I continued to stare at her with my head slightly tilted.
How was I supposed to react? I was really very surprised. I had not expected that I would et the acquaintance of my previous body owner. Even more so in a place like this.
"I had actually forgotten all about my past when I fell into depression."
I finally ca up with a classic excuse, amnesia.
Please don't complain too much. After all, wasn't the previous owner of my body a depressed person for several years? As far as I know, severe depression could also cause depression, you know.
"Ah!"
The instant I replied, Sharon closed her small mouth and widened her eyes. The look in her eyes clearly indicated that she was feeling sorry for . There was even a small tear under her eyelid.
Judging from her reaction, she seed to already know that the previous owner of my body was soone who had long fallen into a pit of depression.
"If you two have had your fill of questions, let's continue our journey. We're close."
The awkward mont that surrounded the two of us ended when Claude suddenly stood up and told us to continue our journey.
"Do I need to tell him? ...Ugh! I don't think so. It's better that he doesn't rember it." Before we actually finished resting and continued on our way, Sharon suddenly mumbled. She mumbled sothing that actually intrigued , but I didn't really want to dig deeper.
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