In a desert dungeon, Alan Peccator sleeping against the body of a dead monster.
The area around him was covered in blood-red sand.
The sand was dyed red from the blood of the numerous monsters around him, all having gruesome wounds.
Alan’s body was also covered in blood, his snow-white hair all dirty and its original color could not be discerned.
And suddenly, ‘something’ walked among the corpses of monsters.
A four-legged leopard that had blood-red fur, four blood-red eyes, and horns all around its body, its fangs glistened under the artificial sun of the dungeon.
It walked and finally saw the one who caused the massacre of its fellow dungeon beasts.
The ‘Perpetrator’ opened his eyes, revealing two blue diamonds that glistened even more than the Blood Leopards Fangs.
“Grr..”
It growled, and Alan stood up and prepared himself to take this foe down.
Both of them circled around each other, in the limited space around the corpses, and finally…
They both launched themselves at each other with such speed the sand created clouds of blood-red dust!
The flashes of red and white flickered in the dust, Red clashed with White, and Dragon Clashed with Leopard.
And the dragon eventually won, with a white flash that blew the don’t cloud away.
Alan was seen dragging the corpse of the blood leopard, his body littered with wounds that were healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.
The jaw of the blood leopard was dislocated, its skull caved in and its paws crushed.
It truly died a horrifying death.
And Alan conjured a blade of ice in his hand, and cut up the beast, getting even more blood on his figure.
He dug in its innards and clicked his tongue when he didn’t find what he was looking for.
“Tch…not this one either huh.”
[All Dungeon beasts have been killed.
Condition two of Dungeon Exit has been completed.]
[The dungeon Exit is open.]
A bloodred portal materialized in the sky in front of him, and he jumped inside it.
***
Benson checked the time as he stood outside the dungeon entrance.
A team of professional Dungeon extractors was waiting outside of the dungeon with him.
Twilight owned the dungeon in question and had cleared the entire area around it when they were informed by a certain someone so suddenly.
And this, the certain someone’s assistant had been called to attend to him.
‘It’s been about 3 hours.’
Benson thought and then concluded that Alan would take at least 2 more hours for him to complete the dungeon.
But shockingly, the dungeon gate started to turn blue and lightning flashed around the gate.
“!!”
Benson, caught off-guard by the sudden anomaly, was about to evacuate the extractors when Alan’s figure walked out of the dungeon.
His spear and his future were covered in blood from head to toe exiting a portal of deep red made a picture that caused Benson and the others to shiver.
Benson immediately rushed towards Alan and asked him.
“How did you complete the dungeon this quickly?!”
“I just went berserk inside.”
Ben was left shocked by what Alan said. Sure it was a low-level dungeon, but he’s taking it down alone this quickly was astonishing!
Especially when even full-on teams required three to four hours to raid the dungeon.
“I’ll go clean myself up, and tell the extractors to get on with their work.”
And without waiting for a reply, he headed towards his prepared vehicle, which was as large as a small house, and entered it.
He closed the door shut and Benson sighed as he ordered the extractors to go inside the dungeon and perform the cleanup.
“… I didn’t even tell you the good news yet.”
***
I don’t have much time.
There’s not much time left until I need to return to shield.
I’ve been doing my student council member work from outside…but there’s a limit to how many days I can’t be on campus.
And I don’t know if Headmaster Olliver will allow me to be gone for long.
Wait…on second thought he might actually let me be.
But that doesn’t change the fact that my student record is going to shit.
If I want to remain in the top 10 and have the best training facilities possible, I can’t be away for too long.
And I haven’t made any significant progress here as well due to my shitty luck.
‘…hmm after this, the only dungeon that has an item I need is in Japan and then I’ll finally be able to craft the item needed when I want with a blacksmith.’ 𝘪.𝑐ℴ𝘮
I thought as I racked my brain to think of a good solution.
I’m already missing so many classes, and not to forget I also have a job there.
Well, nothing threatens Sabrina while she is inside Shield, so no threat to the soul crystal of mine that she has.
Thinking about that shit still makes me pissed, but anyway, I need to get my hands on the Blood Leopards Crystallized Heart.
That has a low chance to manifest, which is frustrating.
And I also need to get a lot of other things to craft what I want.
‘…this is going to be hectic as heck.’
Knock! Knock!
“Come in.”
I answered the knock on the door of my vehicle.
When Benson came inside he stopped and gasped as he stared at me.
Oh yeah, come to think about it I only have a towel around my waist.
I just took a bath to get rid of the smell of blood and was only wearing a towel.
Benson stared at my body, which was covered in muscle for a bit before he coughed and looked down.
“I have some good news for you, sir.”
He said, and I urged him to continue.
“The rings have been sold and a total of 1.9 billion studs have been sent to your account.”
And upon hearing that good news, I almost spat out the nonexistent drink I was having, immediately looked at my account through my phone and carefully…but happily asked Benson.
“How much did each ring sell for?”
“700 million studs sir.”
“OOOOH YE-I mean that’s good.”
I almost lost control of myself as I failed to hide my excitement.
The rings sold for a much larger value than my original estimate!
How could I not be happy?
Woohoooo!
I guess this is what I get in exchange for my shitty luck of not getting the Crystallized Heart.
But his next words shook me with happiness even more…
“We’ve also secured the rights to the dungeon you requested in Japan, and the elders of the guild have also approved your application to form your team…but.”
“But what?”
“Are you certain that we can trust ‘him’?”
Oh…so that’s what this is about.
Trust Maxwell huh, yeah we can.
I had a meeting with him two days ago, and I can assure you one thing.
As long as I promise him his revenge.
We can trust him.
I reassured Benson, who despite not having been convinced, asked me I’m about something else, a question to which I already had an answer for.
“Have you decided on the name for the Team?”
A name…oh yea I have.
I have decided on a spectacular name.
“Predator.”
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