Chapter 39 Evaluation

It didn't take for Aion to realize that his training and powers made him too strong for that dungeon. That happened after he killed the tenth monster… Never mind wounds. He wasn't even sweating. Things would have been even easier with magic.

"It looks like it will be better if I train all the classes here…" Aion thought. "I can Reset the experience and then transfer to this class later."

If he didn't have to leave for days, Aion would look for other dungeons, but it couldn't be helped. He will have to make it do with what he has right at the moment. In any case, after half an hour, Aion reached the bottom of the dungeon. He thought that he would find a boss or a group of monsters, but their numbers were low since a group had come to clear the dungeon the previous day. Or so Aion thought… several monsters hidden in the darkness began to appear.

"... This isn't something that I was expecting…" Aion muttered with a forced smile on his face.

In the end, Aion made the flames disappear, and then he used Furtivity. He could walk backward since he recalled the path, but then the monsters still charged at him… he immediately realized that he smelled like blood after killing so many monsters. Fortunately, Aion was faster, so he could outrun them if he wanted to, which he didn't.

Aion turned around and summoned the flames in a circle around him. The monsters thought that the flames wouldn't do much, but soon they regretted that when their bodies' fur began to burn, and the flames spread. Aion threw the ax toward the head of two of them, and he finished them off instantly.

You obtained 30 experience points.

You obtained 30 experience points.

"The flames would be a lot more powerful if it weren't for the class, but… Ah, I can do that," Aion changed his class for a moment before making the flames fly in all directions.

It didn't take long for all the monsters to be burning, but they wouldn't die due to only that much. So, Aion switched back to the Berserker class and then used Rage. He felt his body getting lighter, but his mind was getting kind of dense. Even at lower levels, the skill could affect his body so much to the point that Aion didn't hesitate to charge at the monsters.

The first target tried to stop him with a swing of the claws, but Aion attacked again, and the arm of the monster was cut off. While the beast was grunting in pain, he jumped and attacked its head.

You obtained 30 experience points.

Several other monsters tried to surround Aion, but he attacked one, and before the creature could fall, he kicked its chest and then moved toward the other. The second target tried to attack him with its claws, but Aion used both axes to repel them before crushing the head of the creature with an axe kick.

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"Ah… I can't let myself be dirtied with their blood," Aion thought.

Aion still had some leisure to worry about that… it was a real problem, though, since he won't be able to leave the dungeon unnoticed, smelling like blood. While treating that like a good simulation of how to fight against groups, Aion faced the beasts. In the end, he got worried over nothing… perhaps the surprise got the better of him.

In any case, even without the physical bonuses of Rage, he didn't get scratched by them, and considering that the skill leveled up two times in that short window of time, things ended well. Still, when the battle was over, and he canceled the skill, he felt exhaustion taking over his body. That was another downside of the skill… it used more stamina over time, and he would feel all at once when Rage was deactivated.

"Let's clean this mess and not leave any vestiges behind before leaving the dungeon… I guess it will take a while to process all this," Aion thought. "Well, more than enough time for me to clean myself."

Aion began to work while wondering how he could sell the meat and the pelt without being tracked by the guild. Most likely, he will have to look for some low-lives that would want to buy the materials for a cheap price, people who wouldn't want to deal with the guild as well with that kind of business.

In the end, cleaning the place took a lot more time than clearing the dungeon… which was funny, if anything. Nevertheless, Aion could produce water as well. He just had to control ice magic. The trick is to use ice magic to keep his spirit calm and pure. To make water, he just had to keep his mind pure and free of thoughts.

With fire magic, Aion heated the water, and that sure made the smell on his body disappear. Combining magic like that was easy, but there was a lot of stuff that his mother said that would take time to learn when it comes to that. In any case, once his body had been warmed up and he was no longer wet, Aion left the dungeon the same way he entered, and the guards didn't realize a thing.

"I guess I can come once a week to do this…" Aion thought while checking his progress.

Berserker Lv 20

Health: 212/212

Mana: 04/04

Stamina: 72/72

Strength: 31 + 12

Dexterity: 06

Magic: 01

Endurance: 31 + 08

Resistance: 01

Speed: 31

Status: 00

Hand Axes Refinement Lv 05

Bonuses: Strenght + 08, Endurance + 08

Skills: Rage Lv 07, Roar Lv 01,

Passive: HP Plus Lv 06, Brute Strength Lv 04

Improvement Points: 63

Accumulated Experience: 0

Coins: 00

Inventory:

Absorption: 0/1000

processing: 0/1000

Reset

"I really can't keep ignoring refinement… that alone increased my health by thirty-two points…" Aion thought.

After a while, Aion was back in the capital, and he began to look for a place to sell the materials. For that kind of situation, he had a cloak that could hide his face. After that, he headed to the slums of the capital…