Warlock of War: My Ares System

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And, we reappeared in front of the dungeon.

We were ready to go back home and relax, but we were suddenly stopped by a few guards who seemed to be wary of us.

“Excuse me, would you like to tell m-“

“They’re all dead. Whether you want to blame that on me or the dungeon is completely up to you,” The leader says, his response cold as ice.

“U-uh, we only wanted to ask if you wanted a bag for all your rewards because it seems you have a lot,” He says, seeing the leader carry the entire treasure chest with him.

“Oh… that’s it?”

“Y-yes,” The guard replies.

“Then I’ll happily take you up on that offer,” He responds, and we both followed the guards to a nearby tent where they gave us a leather sack.

…

“What was up with that?”

“I just thought they were going to try and ruin my reputation, but I guess things go differently in alternative dungeons,”

“Huh… Well, I’m gonna take off. I’m so tired,” I said before tossing a few silver coins onto the table and waving goodbye to the leader.

We had a light dinner as the adrenaline that rushed through our body still continued to consume us from the inside out.

It wasn’t a good feeling, but I knew I’d have a fever tomorrow, so I bought some medicine and also picked up my other medicine, which was for my wound.

I couldn’t help but think about how fantastically the nurse stitched and healed me up, as the wound never reopened throughout the entire raid.

Upon arriving back at my dorm, it was a bit past midnight, and just so I wouldn’t have to go through the trouble of waking up feeling terrible, I took the medicines before bed.

“Why are these pills so big?” I muttered before tossing them into my mouth and chugging a cup of water.

Classes… and then I’ll sell the stuff… and then I’ll meet up with the headmaster… Maybe I’ll take a few days off before returning to dungeons… Yeah, that’s a good plan.

“Oh, I also forgot to check my status… and take a shower,” I muttered after feeling my wet shirt against the bedsheets.

Most of my armor was pretty much melted, my spear had been shattered, and the only thing fully intact was my clothes.

『Status』

[Name: Orion]

[Race: Human]

[Class: Spearsman]

[Level: 16/25] (0/100) XP Needed

[HP: 35/35 MP: 15/15 SP: 15/15] – Normal Human

[Strength: 22] – Normal Human

[Defense: 12] – Normal Human

[Magic: 16] – Normal Human

[Speed: 22] – Normal Human

[Skills: [Tangible Bloodlust] [Spear Coating] [Berserk Coating]

[Passive Skills: [Toxic Immunity] [Toxic Body] [Night Vision]

[Equipment: [Toxic Barrier Necklace] [Tattered Magic Ring]

…

“Oh, seven levels?” I muttered before removing my long-sleeved shirt and stripping down so I could hop into the shower.

Warm…

…

Soon, the night quickly passed, and I awoke… to the banging of my front door.

“Hold on! I’ll be right there!” I shouted and then silently groaned to myself before dragging myself out of bed and then opening the door like a slug.

My torso and legs were still on the ground, but my arms and head were right next to the handle.

Creeeeeek

“Oh, what’s up,” I said to Findir, who was glaring at me.

“Bro, first period has already started, and the teacher made me bring your sorry ass to class,” He says.

“Huh? It already started? But my alarm hasn’t gone off,”

Findir stormed into my room and picked up my phone, which displayed exactly twenty-six snooze notifications.

“Oh,”

“Oh… my god,” Findir muttered.

“Alright, lemme change. Get out of here,” I said.

…

The rest of the day went pretty well until I tried to sell all the loot that I had collected from the dungeon.

“Why does it sell for so little?” I asked.

Is this woman scamming me in broad daylight or something? Why is this orb only three gold coins?

“Look, kid, this orb isn’t worth much because it comes from such a low-rank dungeon. This or the dagger you can acquire are common things from the boss,” The receptionist responds, clearly sick of me already.

“Whatever… I’ll just sell it since I have no use for it anyway,” I responded but was still a bit frustrated as I poured so much money into that raid, but the monetary reward didn’t even make up a quarter of what I spent.

After leaving the magic equipment shop, I returned to my dorm for a few more minutes.

“Okay… I now have the toxic slime, so all I need now is the electric slime….”

Selecting the toxic slime dungeon wasn’t merely on a whim, as I had done some research, which told me that it was pretty much the most straightforward D-rank dungeon.

But, that wasn’t the only reason why I selected it as in between my breaks when hunting the crystal tortoise’s I was researching.

And this research was, of course, on the Wony family, but I also did come across some articles which provided ways you can become stronger quickly.

It was just an ad that I saw but after seeing it a few times I grew curious.

At first, I didn’t believe any of the information, such as gaining skills through a natural way, but after seeing that it was possible… well, I decided to follow through with my decision on the toxic slime dungeon.

“Now, all I need to do is go to this dungeon…” I muttered before placing down the jar of slime.

After reviewing the location of the next dungeon, I decided to get on with the final task of today, which was meeting up with the headmaster.

…

Knock Knock Knock

I stepped back after knocking on the door three times, and soon, it slowly opened, revealing the headmaster’s office.

A wooden desk surrounded by hundreds of books and four guards standing still like statues in each corner of the room.

“I believe we should introduce ourselves formally as we had an abrupt greeting last time,” A familiar voice greets me from inside.

An old man was sitting at the wooden desk, and he looked to be the most humble man alive.

“It is an honor to meet you. My name is Orion,”

“Greetings, I am the headmaster of this academy,” He responded.

His response was humble and nice, but I couldn’t help but frown.