Wizard World Irregular

“Master, you should cleanse your lips after being kissed by that girl,” Lilith said. “She might be carrying Rabies. Why don’t I kiss you to make you feel better?”

“No need,” Ethan replied. “I’m feeling better, Lilith.”

The Black Cat lowered her head in defeat and cursed the nine generations of the Asta Family in her heart.

Ethan then patted Lilith’s head before asking her to merge with his shadow so that they could get something to eat in the dining hall of the inn.

Although he had a big stock of food inside his storage ring, he would like to enjoy the delicacies of the places he visited as well.

There was also the fact that he wanted to personally listen to any news regarding the possible Dungeon Outbreak.

Ethan ordered enough food for two people and sat at the corner of the inn.

Lilith’s hearing was acute, so she could hear the discussions around them. Filtering the unrelated conversations, she relayed everything she heard to Ethan.

As of now, there was nothing of substance aside from their fear and anxiety about a Dungeon Outbreak occurring.

Because of the special characteristics of Dungeon Cities, Teleportation Gates couldn’t be built inside them.

The closest Teleportation Gate to Otto City was ten miles away, and only Wizards and Witches, who could fly, had the ability to travel such a distance in a short period of time.

The Mayor of the City had already sent messengers to ask for help from the Nobles whose land bordered their City.

The King forbade the Nobles from having control over any Dungeon City and personally appointed a Mayor to manage it.

Simply put, Dungeon Cities belonged to the Kingdom, and no Nobles were allowed to dip their hands into the resources flowing in and out of the city.

However, they were still duty-bound to defend it. If they were to renege on doing their part, they would risk losing their lands and titles for insubordination.

After finishing his meal, he carried the second share of food back to his room and gave it to Lilith.

The Black Cat ate in silence, while Ethan closed his eyes to meditate.

His headache was mostly gone, and his body was brimming with Nicole’s Magic Power.

However, he was still wondering how their group would proceed on the off chance that there was not going to be a Monster Outbreak happening in the next few days.

Although the Mayor would send an elite party to check if the Monsters were still gathering near the exit of the Dungeon or congregating somewhere on the lower floors, the fact remained that they would have to return. Otherwise, Nicole would fail her trial.

“I’m thinking that maybe the Patriarch doesn’t want Nicole to succeed,” Sebastian stated. “Or maybe he just has high expectations of her.”

“Times like this, I think it will be best to ask Nicole for news about the two other candidates,” Ethan’s Other Half commented. “She should know their stance, and if they are deciding to stay in the game, all of them should work together for the time being.”

Ethan didn’t know if the Patriarch of the Asta Clan wanted Nicole to fail, or if, just like Sebastian had said, he only had high expectations of her.

Either way, going back inside the Dungeon was more dangerous than defending the town from a Monster Outbreak.

If their lives were truly in danger, he, Nicole, and Samantha could just fly away.

Although he would feel sorry for the people of Otto City, he wasn’t willing to risk his life to save them if it was impossible to do so.

Simply put, depending on the circumstances, he wouldn’t hesitate to drag Nicole and Samantha away to safety.

A Dungeon Outbreak wasn’t simple.

For this to happen, all the Monsters from all of the floors must congregate and move as a whole.

The Weeping Dungeon had Thirty Floors.

Every five floors, there was a Boss Monster or a Mini Boss that wandered around the lower floors before reaching the Final Boss Room.

The hierarchy of the Mini Boss and Boss Monsters inside the Weeping Dungeon was as follows.

Goblin King (Boss) - 5th Floor

Orc Champion (Mini Boss)

Orc King (Boss) - 10th Floor

Red Minotaur (Mini Boss)

Ancient Minotaur(Boss) - 15th Floor

Troll Warlord (Mini Boss)

Black-Skinned Troll Berserker (Boss) - 20th Floor

Ogre Warmonger (Mini Boss)

Ogre Chieftain (Boss) - 25th Floor

One-Horned Cyclops (Mini Boss)

Red-eyed Cyclops (Final Boss) - 30th Floor

If a Dungeon Outbreak were to occur, that meant that all of these Monsters would leave their respective floors and charge outside the Dungeon, wreaking havoc on anything that blocked their way.

Trolls and Ogres were already giant-sized Monsters.

Cyclops were also monstrous Creatures and were just as tall if not taller than Ogres.

If these Monsters were to really leave the Weeping Dungeon, then the City would definitely be destroyed if no reinforcements arrived on time.

“Why is nothing easy?” Ethan muttered as he stared out the window of his room.

Every mission that he participated in always had a catch, and most often than not, he would find himself in tricky situations that would force him to make a hard choice.

While the young man was wondering if he had bad luck or good luck, the Monsters on the deepest floor of the Weeping Dungeon had also started to stir.

The Gates of the Boss Rooms of the 15th, 20th, and 25th Floors opened one by one, allowing the Bosses of these respective floors to step out of their Boss Rooms.

These monsters always had lackeys with them, and they stepped out as well to follow their leader.

With a loud roar that reverberated inside the Dungeon, these Bosses rallied the Monsters that were of the same race to their sides.

The One-Horned Cyclops, who wandered the 29th Floor, stood in front of the Boss Room on the 30th Floor and placed its hands over the golden gate.

With a loud grunt, it pushed the gate with all of its might, trying to force its way in.

Slowly, but surely, the gates opened, revealing a darkness that was darker than black.

At the farthest end of the room, the Red-Eyed Cyclops opened its eye, casting a reddish glow in the surroundings that made the One-Horned Cyclops, who was itching for destruction, grin evilly.