21 Leveling Up 1 (1/2)
With Woodgard and Tregnar leading the way, they finally arrived in a quaint and cozy-looking house. The house was a bungalow, painted brown and green. It is presumably painted like that to blend with the trees, making it easier to hide from enemies.
Inside, the three of them waved Woodgard and Tregnar goodbye, while thanking them for guiding them to the house.
Llyod took off his armor and handed it to Ryth, who passed it to Daedalus to fix the damaged area of the armor.
Ryth immediately went to take a bath, cleaning the grim and dirt after the long battle at the dungeon.
Few minutes later, feeling refreshed from the bath, he went out to the dining room, to find that their meal has been prepared by some dark elf. Both Llyod and Hill were already sitting down and having their meal.
Once they are done with their meal, Ryth turned to Hill and Llyod and said, ”Alright, while waiting for the elves to get ready, let's go hunt for monsters first.”
Hill looked puzzled and asked, ”Why, my lord? Isn't it safer here?”
”I want to accumulate as much battle experience as possible.”
Llyod crossed his arms across his chest, grinning. ”Ah, I see. That is a great idea! We need to be prepare! We will help you with that, my lord!”
Ryth nodded. ”Thank you.”
”Ku ku ku! In this world, it's only you who can progress quickly because of the system.” Daedalus said.
”Yeah, I know,” Ryth replied. ”But then again, even if they have jobs, I can't see the levels.”
Daedalus laughed out loud. ”Well, with the help of those two, leveling up should be easy for you. It will be like a child's play.”
Ryth warily smiled. ”It is all thanks to you, to be honest. If I hadn't found you, leveling will be difficult for me and doing all this quests may pose a problem for me.” It's true. Without Daedalus' help, he definitely will have a hard time. For example, like when they were inside the first dungeon, he wouldn't have known about the traps, the mana trace and the techniques to kill the berserk monsters.
”...” Daedalus was a bit surprised by the sudden topic. After a short pause, he continued, ”Ku ku ku! No problem! With me on your side, nothing is impossible!”
Ryth inwardly rolled his eyes. Letting this one go doesn't hurt at all. 'I'll just let him be happy for now,' Ryth thought as Daedalus' laughter still rings in his mind.
Ryth then went to his room and changed his clothes. After that, he went out of the house and went to look for the village's smithing place.
After asking the elves around about the place, he went straight to the place. As he arrived, he saw an elf standing outside a house. The elf apparently saw him coming since he was waving Ryth to come over.
As Ryth came nearer, the elf greeted him. ”Hello there, Mr. Myrad! What can I do for you? Do you need any help with your equipment?”
Ryth smiled at the elf, who is apparently the smith in the village. ”Ah, hello. Yes, I would like to fix my equipment.” He then gestured at the house and asked, ”May I borrow your workbench?”
The smith's eyes widened in surprise. ”Eh, are you also a smith, by any chance, Mr. Myrad?” he asked. This Mr. Myrad is full of surprises. Not only is he a strong swordman, he is also knowledgeable when it comes to tactics and mechanism.
He had heard any good stories about this young human being. He heard how he brilliantly led the team inside the dungeon and beat the boss inside. Yes, this Mr. Myrad is indeed full of surprises… in fact, he is very extraordinary. But it never crossed his mind that he is also capable in smithing!
The smith immediately invited Ryth inside his workshop and said, ”Mr. Myrad, you can leave the fixing to me! It's the least I can do after what you have done for the village. Why don't you take a rest?”
He then offered Ryth a seat to rest.
Ryth scratched his cheek with a finger in bemusement. ”Ehhh… ummm… are you sure, Mr. ….?” He asked, feeling unsure.
The smith guffawed in delight. ”Hahaha! How impolite of me,” he said, extending his right hand to Ryth. ”The name's Har. Nice to meet you, Mr. Myrad!”
Ryth shook his head, grinning. ”Nice to meet you, Mr. Har.” He then asked again, ”Are you sure? I wouldn't like to bother you if you are busy. I mean, I can fix it myself. I just need a workbench to work. With your permission, of course!”
After minutes of persistence from Ryth, Mr. Har then sighed in defeat. ”Alright, you win, Mr. Myrad. I mean, yes, I do have some stuffs to do, fixing the equipment of the raid team. But I can still fix yours if you need them in a hurry,” he said.
Ryth waved his words away. ”I'm definitely sure.” He then continued, ”Besides, I also want to learn more about smithing. So the only way to do is try to fix them myself.”
Ryth was saying the truth. Ever since he saw Daedalus made those bombs, weapons and armor, Ryth was curious and wanted to learn. He became more interested in smithing and so, he wanted to learn by watching Daedalus fix his and Llyod's armors.
Mr. Har nodded in understanding. ”Alright, sure.” He pointed at the right side of the room and said, ”You can use the workbench over there. You can use it anytime you like.”
Ryth stood up from his seat and nodded. ”Thank you.”
Mr. Har put his hands on his waist and laughed. ”Haha! No problem! If you need any help or have any questions, do not hesitate to ask me. I can help you with anything!”
”Yes.” Ryth bowed and walked to the workbench.
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Couple of hours later, Daedalus was done with the repairs. It was a good thing that Ryth still have plenty of ebony ingots to fix their armors. If not, it would be really troublesome to find more ebony ingots since it is rare.
Ryth said his goodbye to Mr. Har and went out of the house.
He walked back towards his designated house and walked inside.
Upon entering, he heard a shout from the living room.
”Check! You still haven't improve a bit since back then. You need to make use of your brain more often.”
”What are you talking about?! I always use my brain! And I already improved a lot! Now, I can take down your rooks!”
”It's still too easy for me! Did you not know that I intentionally let you ate those rooks to put you into trap?”
”Eh? Really?”
”See? I told you already, you need to use that brain of yours.” Hill said in his usual expressionless face.
”You said rude things with that poker face of yours! It really pisses me off!” Llyod shouted angrily.
”Haha, it seems you guys are having fun.”
”Ah, my lord!” Hill and Llyod stood up from their seats, as they watched Ryth walking in, with an amused smile on his face.
”It's okay, just relax. Rest for today,” Ryth waved them down back to their seat. ”Tomorrow, we can hunt monsters while we are in our best forms.”
”Yes, my lord.” Hill and Llyod nodded their heads and returned back to their seat.
Ryth walked towards Llyod and put the armor next to their chess table.
”Here is your armor. Daedalus already fixed it.”