17 Special Mission (1/2)

Life connoisseur gamer? Sightseer?

Sherlock was curious about these two new terms. Bru explained and Sherlock understood immediately that the gamer was a peace-loving person who was passionate in farming and forging—activities that were non-violent. And, the gamer was a scenery lover too.

Sherlock looked at the excavated tunnels, the piles of Diamond Seam and Simba's forged weapons and tools that were piling up outside the Blacksmith Shop like discarded metal. What scenery was there to see?

Sherlock had no intention to interfere with his servant's activities. As long as they were contributing to the Dungeon's development, he was supportive of their fighting, farming and forging. Even if they were not contributing, he was nonchalant as the gamers were not paid salary. The gamer was planting flowers. In the future, the gamer could cultivate medicinal herbs with Little Fairy. Whether Little Fairy was willing to work for him, Sherlock was not worried as he had a lot of time on his hands.

As the gamers had only just started training, acquiring the basic combat skills to survive in the Spiders' Lair would require a few more days. Sherlock put aside these trivial matters and started planning for the Dungeon.

The only building in the Dungeon was the Dungeon Core Main Hall which was already built when he bought it. Outside the Main Hall was the Blacksmith Shop. The western excavated space was used for food storage. The southern excavated space was used for flower beds and farms while the eastern excavation space was used for the Training Ground. The excavation of the hundred Goblins' Group Rest Chambers was still in progress. It would take some time to complete.

Sherlock had to purchase the furniture for the Rest Chambers. The double-decker beds would cost quite a bit. The 500 Magic Stones in Sherlock's card were to be used for buying this furniture.

The Dungeon was well into its development and was a step closer to Sherlock's grand vision of the Devil King's Dungeon!

While Sherlock was planning for the new areas of the Dungeon, the gamers were being pushed beyond their limits as the training was too tough!

Moroes was capable as he was a legendary and tough gladiator when he was young. Though the tournament that he had participated in was of the lowest category, it was more than sufficient for training the Goblins.

Moroes obtained a Short Sword and armor from Simba before practising with a few gamers. They were not Moroes' match and were badly beaten. Even the courageous Arthur was defeated and stomped under Moroes' feet. Moroes commented, ”You are the worst trainees that I have ever trained!”Find authorized novels in Webnovel，faster updates, better experience，Please click visiting.

This was not an insult but the truth. Moroes had not had Goblins as trainees before. Though he had been mentally prepared and had not expected much from the Goblins, the Goblins were so bad that they could not be described as poor. Even if the Goblins were not skilled, at least they could grab a sword, close their eyes and slash.

These gamers could not even grasp their swords firmly, and most importantly, they could not even slash accurately!

Moroes pitted two gamers against each other with weapons. The two gamers wielded their weapons and slashed with metal clanging sounds, but the swords were not aimed at the body. Rather, they were aiming at each other's swords, which missed the point of fighting. Moroes thought they were the exception and called up more gamers to fight, but the result was the same. Except for a few gamers who aimed at the opponent's critical areas, most gamers did not know where to stab.

In actual combat, if they did not know where to stab, it would be disastrous!

”Haven't you used a sword before? Haven't you slashed at your opponents before?” Moroes looked at the gamers and could not believe that none of them had actual combat experience.

Someone came forward and said, ”Trainer! We are novices and have only been here for a few days. This is our first time having combat training!”

”I haven't slashed a Goblin before, but we have slashed Spiders before!”

”Yes, yes, we have fought against Spiders before!”

Moroes was piqued. So they had combat experience with Spiders. What was the result?

The gamers narrated their expedition into the Spiders' Lair. It was a massacre. Though they had fought with the Spiders, they had been terrified and had not dared to open their eyes. Instead, they had wildly slashed around with their swords. Those that had hit their targets were simply lucky.

Moroes understood once he heard the gamers' narration. Their expedition was a butchering session by the Spiders. Moroes did not understand why Lord Sherlock had sent them as meals to the Spiders, but he knew his mission was to train them into warriors. Since the gamers were so timid, they could not be qualified warriors!

Moroes understood the fact that besides teaching them fighting techniques, sword poses and basic swordplay, he had to use actual combat situations to hone their fighting skills in order to train them into warriors within a month.