Zongman, the journey begins from the wrong place

But before Amid could think about it, the emerald green figure that walked in from the door attracted all her attention.

"Lady Jiu Moji!"

The moment he saw Livilia, Amid's eyes subconsciously scanned the surroundings, but he did not find the silver-haired figure that was supposed to appear.

In just a short while, Livilia came to the counter and looked down at the girl with a gloomy and condescending look.

"Miss Amid, stop looking, he's not here."

Coming back to his senses, Amid looked at Livilia and pursed his lips.

"I don't understand what Lady Jiu Mo Ji is talking about. I'm not looking for Mr. Noah."

Eh? Without me knowing, had Amid started calling Noah by their first names?

Livilia felt a complex feeling in her heart, similar to the complex feeling of suddenly discovering that the wild cat she had been feeding was being fed by other people outside.

No, this must be an illusion, Noah is not a cat!

"Ms. Amid, I didn't say Noah."

The corner of his eye twitched violently, and Ahmed took a deep breath, lowered his eyes slightly, and remained calm.

"I mentioned Mr. Noah only because he often appears with you. There is no other meaning."

Although Amid's acting skills are very good compared to her age, how could she possibly hide it from an old... young person like Livilia!

Just by seeing Amid's slightly reddish white earlobe, Livilia understood what was going on and her mood suddenly became complicated.

Under normal circumstances, Livilia would be very happy to see Noah kidnapping outstanding members of other families, especially a genius like Amide...

The problem is, we have Ai Si at home now!

Although I don’t know when Noah and Ai Si became so close, the matter is done!

Ai Si obviously recognized Noah, and it even turned into a skill!

Oh yes, when Livilia saw that skill, she felt a strong desire to complain——

One is to surpass, the other is to chase.

When Ai Si caught up, Noah passed her again.

Let Aisi chase again, and let Noah continue to surpass...

Are you two trying to step on each other's feet and ascend to heaven on the spot?

Such a convenient and useful skill, could you also give me one?

The elven royal family also wants to make progress!

"Is that so?"

The elven royal family nodded thoughtfully, and then suddenly spoke.

"But, what's with Noah asking me to ask for leave from you and saying he can't come today? Did he make a mistake?"

At this point, Amid knew there was no point in pretending any longer. It was obvious that Livilia knew everything and was just here to tease her.

So sinister!

Seeing the resentful expression on Amid's little face, Livilia felt particularly happy.

It’s so fun to tease children!

It’s better to let young people resolve matters among themselves, after all, they are still young.

57 Dark Movement

It was almost mid-winter, and after the first snow fell, news came that a festival was being held in Orario.

When talking about winter festivals in Orario, the first thing that comes to mind is naturally the Holy Night Festival with lights illuminating the white night amidst the falling snow.

However, this is just a small festival, with only lanterns hung and stalls set up in the central square.

Even so, the news is encouraging during these difficult times.

But before the people and adventurers of Orario had time to feel the atmosphere of the approaching festival, they were shocked by another piece of news announced by the guild.

Noah Sipher, a new member of Loki's clan and a level 1 adventurer, single-handedly defeats Goliath, the floor lord on the seventeenth floor.

This news swept through like a huge storm, plunging Orarine into a brief silence.

It was announced by the Loki Familia, one of the two major factions in the city, witnessed by the Astralia Familia, and approved by the guild.

When these three factors were combined, even the adventurer who was most dismissive of gossip fell silent.

Some veteran adventurers couldn't help but recall the time seven years ago when the Zeus Familia and the Hera Familia dominated Orario.

Again, a new monster is born?

If he grows up, can he completely eliminate the darkness and turmoil that is currently lingering in Orario?

Countless people who have experienced sadness and despair, who hate and despair the Dark Ages, can't help but feel hope, just like the countless lanterns hanging in the central square, which are gathered from tiny sparks into a sea of light that illuminates the night.

Deep in the dark and narrow corridor, faint and twisted lights swayed, illuminating many bloodthirsty faces.

"Hey, Valetta, are you really going to do this?"

A rough and violent voice echoed in the darkness. The source of the voice was a gray-haired man with a cruel and ruthless face.

"What's wrong? Olivas, are you scared?"

Stroking the bloody greatsword silently, Valetta only gave his comrade a sidelong glance.

Even Olivas, known as the 'White-haired Ghost', did not dare to show his ferocity in the face of Valetta, the brain and commander of the dark faction.

"Tsk, the point is, is it worth all the trouble for a little kid? Didn't Apat say that the experiment will take some time to adjust? I don't know what those two crazy people in the Alecto family are doing."

After briefly explaining his reasons, Olivas realized that he still couldn't convince Valetta, so he could only turn his gaze to the person next to him.

"Hey, Witt, what do you think? Didn't your Lord God say he was going to look for someone outside the city? Why is there still no news after so long?"

This is a man with dark blood-red hair, wearing a combat suit similar to a priest's uniform.

"Well, the gods are so chaotic and changeable, how can we know for sure? He won't even inform me, but I support this activity—"

Witt's eyes were narrowed like a fox's, and the false smile on his lips made him look like a clown.

But when the arched right eye opened slightly, the red iris exuded a crazy temperament.

"—Those bugs, haven't they been clinging to hope lately? If we give them despair now, the color of their blood will definitely be even more beautiful! A brand new despair!"

"Tsk, then you guys make the decision."

Seeing that Witt had no objection, Olivas knew that the plan was finalized and said no more.

The main reason was that Olivas didn't want to cause too much trouble for the two crazy people around him.

Yes, Olivas admitted that he was bad, extremely bad, but his badness was still within the scope that ordinary people could understand - he enjoyed the pleasure of slaughtering the weak, torturing the world, and dominating the lives of others.

But the madness of the two people next to him made Olivas feel scared.

This kind of fear of bullying the weak and fear of the strong when facing a strong enemy may be a relatively normal manifestation of his behavior.

"You've never fought this man before, so you don't understand how terrifying he is. We absolutely cannot let him grow! What if he joins Loki's clan on their expedition and levels up? By then, I'm afraid we won't be his match!"

Is it really unrelated to the fact that you were deceived by him and suffered a kidney shot?

Witt and Olivas looked at each other but didn't say anything.

They also felt threatened by the newcomer from Loki's family.

That day, they couldn't help but recall the fear of being dominated by Hera Zeus's followers, and the humiliation of having to hide in the darkness underground!

"In that case, it's decided. But Valetta, what are you going to do?"

Witt stroked the weapon in his hand. It was a dagger with no other features except that it was stained with blood from too much slashing.

"Olivas and I can only create chaos on the surface to buy time, and we won't be able to hold out for long. Once Finn discovers our intentions, he'll probably send people into the dungeon to support us. Are you sure you can take him out?"

"If we can't kill him, can't we kill the little girl beside him? If we save him, he'll die. If we don't, then let all of Orario see what kind of 'hero' they've been waiting for is like!"

Valetta raised the bloody sword.

She stared at her own reflection in the sword's pupils, revealing a violent murderous intent.

"Noah! I want to see if you're really the same kind as us—if I can give you a different color and create a demon for Orario, then what's the harm in my death?"

Olivas and Witt looked at each other, then stood up and left together.

Women are scary!

*

Five days later, in the dungeon, in the fifteenth-floor cave.

Sitting on a high platform, Ais, carrying a huge backpack, was silently watching Noah fighting hard with a group of Minotaur in the hall in the distance.

For Noah in his normal state, the Minotaur was just a matter of one sword, but today was different.

Because not only did he not use magic or wear armor, he didn't even use any weapons. He fought the bulls with his bare upper body.

After the battles of the past few days, or rather the one-sided slaughter of the dungeon monsters, most of Noah's ability values increased very rapidly and were about to reach their limits, except for his endurance, which was very slow.

After all, endurance is defensive power in a nicer way, and in layman's terms, it is the ability to withstand beatings with thick skin and flesh.

In the upper areas of the dungeon, the fastest monsters such as the horned rabbit, terror bat, hellhound, and saber-tooth tiger find it difficult to attack Noah, so his endurance is naturally difficult to increase.

Although no one required Noah to improve all of his abilities, having already suffered from a weak body, how could he pass up the opportunity to transform himself into a hexagonal warrior?!

When Noah asked Livilia how to improve her endurance quickly, her answer was - fighting with bare hands is the romance of men!

Noah then ended the battle and returned to the platform after he smashed a Minotaur's arm and half of its body with his fists.

Noah picked up a towel to wipe off the sweat and dust on his body, and suddenly felt something strange when he drank some water.

He turned around and found Ai Si staring at him motionlessly.

To be precise, he was staring at his naked upper body, and the look in his eyes made Noah feel a little scared.

"Ais?"

58 Before the Festival: Everyone's Destinations

Why do I want to touch it so much?

At this moment, Ais couldn't take her eyes off Noah's angular and curvy upper body muscles.

In the past, when encountering bottlenecks, Ai Si had looked for almost every way to improve herself.

Muscle training is naturally one of them, so Livilia asked Bala, an Amazon veteran in her family, to be her teacher.

At that time, Ais felt that Bara's muscles were not strong enough and that she needed to train them to the level of Grace or Noah.

At that time, Bara laughed at her severely.

"Little sister, men and women's bodies are different, each with its own beauty. Besides, what's so good about big, ugly muscles like a dwarf's? Do you think beef tastes best when it's too tough to chew? The most vibrant and full-bodied muscles of a 17 or 18-year-old boy are the most delicious!"

Vitality? A sense of life? Could muscles even be related to this?

Only now could Ai Si understand what Bara said.

The silver-haired boy in front of him was still covered with a layer of sweat, which made the bulging muscles after the fierce battle even more eye-catching.

It can be said to be slender and strong, but still a little thin.

However, even from a distance, Ai Si seemed to be able to feel the heat emitted by the blood flowing rapidly under the skin.

Just like the warm sun on a winter morning, shining through the darkness and dispelling the cold, it makes people feel vibrant and warm.

As the faint warmth rose from her back, Ai Si felt many strange feelings that she had never experienced before.

I felt a little unbearable, as if I had swallowed a big mouthful of hot wine, my chest was burning and my head was a little dizzy.