Chapter 536: Tool Irene, Roll Out!

Chapter 536: Tool Irene, Roll Out!

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They departed from the station, journeying towards the Canyon of the Dead. Numerous black pillars lined both sides of their path. Periodically, these pillars emitted psychic pulses that deterred Magic Beasts, rendering them reluctant to near the area.

Before long, Yaeger led Irene to the very site where she had previously ground Levels. It was a cave nestled within the canyon.

This time, without the need to look after Yunuen and Kastina, Yaeger effortlessly dominated all obstacles in her path, hastening to the cave's depths.

"Hold up, you're too fast!" Irene gasped, attempting to keep pace.

Thirty minutes on, within the corpse-littered cave heavy with the odor of blood, Yaeger discovered the initial material for reinforcement.

"The remaining materials needed for reinforcement lie deeper within, which is a bit troublesome."

Surveying the myriad cave entrances encircling them, her expression turned grave.

Huff HuffHuff Gasping for breath, Irene collapsed to the ground, "Why the rush? You're not racing towards your demise, are you?"

"Seems your endurance could use some work," remarked Yaeger, securing the reinforcing material and observing Irene.

"I'm a Saintess, not some courier. What would I need such stamina for?" retorted Irene with an eye roll.

"Yunuen, as a Priest, could fell a black dragon in a single kick. You hardly measure up to her." Yaeger shook her head.

I don't believe you! Disbelieving, Irene stood and pouted, "That sounds more like something you'd do!"

"Hehe." Yaeger merely chuckled in response, offering no further explanation.

Given Yunuen's present prowess, dispatching a Level 10 Swift Black Dragon with one kick would be trivial.

Nonetheless, matching Yaeger's speed and venturing directly into this locale would be unfeasible for Yunuen. Irene alone managed to barely keep pace.

True to her title as Saintess, her recuperative powers and stamina are commendable. Should she possess significant strength as well, she'd be ideal.'

At her core, the Saintess bore resemblance to other Priests, where strength and stamina were secondary considerations.

Nonetheless, Irene's foundational attributes significantly outshone those of any priest, marking her as an NPC of tremendous potential.

The more I consider it, the more enticing the idea of putting her on a leash becomes.'

Feeling Yaeger's unsettling stare, Irene involuntarily shuddered.

"Evening approaches. We should delve further," Yaeger said, turning to advance with her graceful steps.

"How cruel!" Irene rolled her eyes in exasperation before resigning to engage in combat.

Suddenly, the system broadcast echoed:

Ding! Irene's Favorability towards you has surged by 1,000 points.

Upon receiving the notification, a twitch crossed Yaeger's eyelids. "Being mean also increases Favorability?"

However, her only answer was the anguished cries of the Magic Beasts. A dance of holy war hammers encircled Irene as she charged into the fray like a tempest, laying waste to all in her path.

To any onlooker, she embodied the very essence of a war goddess.

"Truly befitting a Level 90 Saintess. Her prowess is remarkable," Yaeger observed, nodding in approval.

In this realm, stature often correlated with formidable power. For lacking in strength or influence spelled inevitable elimination.

As Irene valiantly combated, Yaeger wasn't idle either. She unleashed [Berserk Thunder], summoning a deluge of lightning bolts. Together, they rapidly cleared the sprawling cave.

"I've amassed considerable experience, yet I find nowhere to utilize it as of now."

Additionally, Yaeger acquired numerous materials. Having Irene the Saintess as the vanguard made clearing the caves a breeze. Within the span of less than an hour, Yaeger had secured two reinforcing materials.

"Sob sob sob, "I'm a Saintess, not a Warrior!" Irene voiced her grievances during their brief respite.

"My Yunuen exhibits a ferocity surpassing any warrior," Yaeger remarked with a serene smile.

"But I am a Saintess; holy and noble, not one to take lives," Irene balled her tiny fists and playfully punched Yaeger's chest. The gesture was quintessentially playful.

Ah, such a nearly perfect sensation. Overwhelming!'

Yet, after several punches, Irene felt a jolt akin to an electric shock. A semblance of white smoke seemed to rise from her head as her cheeks flushed.

"Enough of that. Let's proceed. The quicker we're done, the sooner we can head back," Yaeger gently grasped her hand, guiding it down.

"Oh, oh, let's hasten our pace!" Irene averted her gaze, flailing her fists in an attempt to mask her unease.

"Let's go," Yaeger, undistracted, pivoted and trod across spider carcasses en route to the subsequent cave.

"Hold on, just a moment!" Irene quickly tagged along.

The cave suddenly tremored.

"Be on your guard, something big is coming!" With decisive haste, Yaeger drew her sword, assuming a vigilant stance.

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