Chapter 2

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

By the time Robb reached the fight, it had been going on for some time.

Several arrows had been lodged in the wyvern’s body, and there were signs that it had been burned by magic. On the adventurer team’s side, the shield in the leader’s hand had been deformed, as if it had suffered a violent series of impacts. The surface of the shield was uneven, and part of its skirt armor had been torn off. Its thigh was bruised, and blood had already stained its pants.

The Archer wasn’t in much better shape. There was a deep claw mark on his shoulder.

The red-haired Mage must have suffered the most. Her shirt had been torn from her back, and he could see three deep claw marks on the snow-white skin of her back. Blood stained her robe, and her face had gone very pale. She looked as if she might fall at any moment, but she could not fall now. If she fell, it would be bad for the team! All she could do now was grit her teeth and hold on, trying to make the wyvern fall before she did.

‘He’s fighting hard!’

Robb thought: Should I help them get rid of the wyvern?

If he were to attack, he would only need one move to kill a mid-level demon beast like the wyvern. It would be effortless for him to help with this, but it would easily cause a dispute.

For example, in the game world, when a high-level player saw another group of low-level players on a quest with a NPC, he would walk over and knock the monster down with one move. When he got the last hit, he would take the loot and rare items would belong to him. (The setting of the game was whoever dealt the last hit, and the battle experience and drop belonged to them.)

What a rude thing to do!

Those low-level players fought hard for half a day, but they didn’t get anything. They couldn’t complete the mission either, so they naturally flew into a rage out of humiliation. They scolded the person who stole their loots, “What the f*ck are you stealing?” Then, they used the small loudspeaker to scroll through the world channel and chased after the other party for an entire hour.

Of course, in the real world, there would not be any problem of snatching the monster’s experience points and the items. There was no need to worry about this. However, if he rashly attacked someone else’s prey, it would easily cause a misunderstanding. What if the Adventurers Guild in this world had some strange rules and the ownership of the monster belonged to whoever killed it?

Robb controlled his hand and simply asked, “Excuse me, gentlemen, but how do we get to the nearest town from here?”

The three of them didn’t have time to answer his question. The Warrior held his sword and shield in one hand and stared at the wyvern’s every move. The Mage was preparing her spell. Only the Archer turned his head and said quickly, “Not now. Stand further away and don’t get involved.”

Robb shrugged. “Well, you guys do seem busy. I’ll hold off.”

“Loki, god of fire, please listen to my plea…” the red-haired Mage chanted, despite the pain in her back. The wyvern was a creature of some wisdom. As soon as it heard the chant, it roared and charged towards her.

The Warrior quickly raised his crooked shield and blocked in front of her.

The Warrior was sent flying, shield and all.

“… temporarily lend me the power of fire… Fire Explosion!” The Mage finally completed her spell. A fireball flew from the tip of her staff and slammed into the wyvern’s wings. There was a loud boom as the fireball exploded. A large amount of fire magic struck the wyvern.

The wyvern hissed in pain, but it didn’t go down. It raised its other wing and swept it. The red-haired Mage took a heavy bite from it and flew sideways with a cry.

Unlike a Warrior, she did not have a shield and armor to protect her body. The blow had taken a little too much. Robb could even hear her shoulder and arm break.

The Mage fell with a thud right in front of Robb. She spat out a mouthful of blood and could not get up again.

The Warrior yelled, “Kik, check on Snow Dew…”

It turned out that the archer’s name was Kik. He shot three arrows in quick succession, forcing the wyvern into the air again. Then he jumped to the Mage’s side. He wouldn’t have known if he hadn’t seen it, but he was shocked when he did. The Mage’s entire left arm was twisted and deformed. It seemed to be broken so badly that it was practically useless.

He couldn’t help himself. “Oh my God! Snow is too badly hurt to fight. We need to pull back and get her a Healer. Otherwise, this arm of hers is finished.”

“Damn it! The commission has to be given up.”

“Be careful of that wyvern…”

They were still talking when the wyvern came at them again. The Warrior rushed to take their place, and the Archer nock their arrows. There was no time to worry about them. Without the Mage’s fire support, it was harder for the two of them to fight the wyvern. They were already thinking about how to retreat as they fought.

At that moment, Robb, who had been watching from the side, squatted down next to Snow Dew. “Miss, I don’t usually get involved in other people’s fights so that I don’t get spat on. But you’re seriously injured now. Out of basic MMO gaming etiquette, I think I should help heal you. You don’t mind, do you?”

“What … what MMO game etiquette … what heals?” said Snow Dew, who had no idea what Robb was talking about.

Robb said, “Well, I mean, I’m going to use a healing spell on you … is that okay?”

Snow nodded with difficulty. “If you would … then … thank you very much …”

Blood was still pouring from the corner of her mouth. Even speaking had become difficult, and she was in desperate need of treatment. However, she was suspicious of what Robb had just said. The man in front of her was wearing a strange shirt, and he had just claimed to have come into the mountains to gather herbs. He did not look like a Healer at all from head to toe. Did he really know any healing techniques?

One had to know that healing could only be used by Clergy who were loyal to Balder, the God of Light. The man in front of him didn’t look like a clergyman at all.

Even as she thought this, she saw Robb raise his hand, and a soft and holy light enveloped her. Warmth spread through her body. There was no mistaking it. It was the magic of the sacred element—healing.

The wounds on her body began to heal at a speed visible to the naked eye. Her broken and deformed arm quickly recovered to its original state. Even the three claw marks on her back disappeared without a trace and returned to her snow-white and tender back muscles.

The pain in her body instantly disappeared. Snow sat up from the ground and looked at Robb in surprise. “You… actually know healing spells?”

Robb spread his hands. “A little, as it happens.”

Snow said, “My God! You’re a Clergy. I didn’t realize that earlier. Ah, I’m sorry. That was rude of me. I should thank you first for your help. If you hadn’t been there, I might have died.”

Robb said, “Don’t just talk to me. Look at your two companions. They’re in a sorry state without your magic support.”