How did I turn my victim into a phoenix-like hero?

Page 51

The message on LINE also said that he had returned home safely.

The blood and footprints at the scene clearly indicated a fierce battle had taken place.

Surprisingly, Cliff and his men didn't have any weapon wounds on them.

The injuries were also so severe that it was impossible to tell whether the person had actually been cut by a weapon.

Sirocco sent a message saying that everything was fine, and with only Cass Lv7 cooperating with him, there was no reason for him to push Cliff and the others off the cliff.

How could a Lv2 possibly beat a Lv10? It's as absurd as a kitten killing a whale.

Can't figure it out.

How did Sirocco manage to escape unscathed from veteran explorers...?

Could it really be that Cliff and his crew slipped and fell?

Gu Gu Gu~~

Brid, having thought for too long, felt hungry and simply took out a chestnut cream bread from the ring and started eating it.

I don't want to think about it anymore. I'll just ask Sirocco tomorrow.

"Sigh... I feel like I'm becoming more and more unfamiliar with the current Sirocco. He used to be much more timid and didn't want to socialize... It's like..."

Two completely different people.

--------

"oh....."

Cass couldn't help but exclaim in admiration.

In short, the scenery is delightful.

Outside, the sun had already set, but this area inside the dungeon was bathed in bright sunshine.

The maple trees, so large that even calling them giants wouldn't be enough, stretched endlessly. The smallest tree had a trunk diameter of 1 meter and a height of over 30 meters. Several golden rays of light fell through the layers of branches and leaves, creating a scene that was simply magical.

Kas activated the camera function on the watch and captured this beautiful moment.

"It's even more impressive than the visuals in the game."

Sirocco walked ahead, bathed in dappled sunlight.

Brid is indeed a good person.

Seeing the caring message on LINE, Sirocco smiled with delight.

To fool her, Sirocco changed the filter on a photo he had casually taken while tidying up the room and sent it to Brid.

"It's coming soon."

Sirocco retrieved the ring watch, swept his long, black hair behind his back, revealing his slender, snow-white neck, the smooth, dark hair reflecting the light.

Kas unconsciously pressed the shutter button to take a series of photos.

"Cass?"

"Ah... um!"

Cass, stunned, quickly put his hands behind his back and jogged after Sirocco, stepping through the thick layer of fallen leaves.

"It's hard to imagine such a view from the first floor. Sirocco, how did you know about this place?"

Cass quickly changed the subject, praying that Sirocco hadn't noticed the paparazzi filming.

"I found this while looking for information in the library. It's a hidden area on the first floor called Maple Garden. The outer area is mostly filled with tree-shaped monsters, but the further you go in, the fewer monsters there are."

"A garden? Shouldn't a place this big be called a maple forest?"

"Who knows? Perhaps for the owner of this area, this is just a 'garden'."

"Owner?"

However, if Cass were to check the library himself, he would know that there would definitely be no information about Maple Garden.

After walking for three minutes, we arrived at an open area.

A dreamy golden light shone on a giant tree that seemed to connect to a ceiling. The dark hole in the center of the trunk was so empty that one wanted to stuff something in it to block it up. The tree’s intricate roots connected to a clear lake, which was only about 1 meter deep from the bottom.

"It's like a place where elves live."

"The elves are on the fourth floor, which is still far away, and those people have incredibly high magic resistance, so they won't be easy to fight."

"Sirocco, you're way too belligerent..."

Just as Cass was about to take out the ring watch to take a picture.

Sirocco's next move shocked Cass:

He drew his broadsword from his waist and, without hesitation, slashed a bloody gash in his palm.

38. Bonfire spot

Self-harm?

Cass immediately tackled Sirocco.

"What are you doing! Listen to me, uh!...."

I was just about to ask you what you're doing!

Kas pulled out a gas mask from the ring—an item that could isolate magical fluctuations to a certain extent—and pressed it onto Sirocco's face.

There is an enemy attack.

Cass deduced that Sirocco might be under mind control. His azure eyes darted nervously around, searching for any sign of an enemy.

I don't want to see Sirocco coughing up blood and dying again...

Get off me.

"Whoa!"

Sirocco elbowed Flycas, and casually threw the gas mask back at him.

"Ouch...it hurts so much. I thought you were being controlled by a monster, Sirocco..."

Cass, supporting his back, struggled to get up.

Sirocco recalled the feeling of Cass lying on top of him; why was this man's butt so hot and bouncy...?

There's too little muscle.

"I'm perfectly fine. I haven't been manipulated or attacked, so don't touch me. Also, I don't like men."

"You don't need to emphasize this to me like that... I'm sorry..."

Cass was honest but felt wronged.

While I can understand that Cass meant well, getting so worked up over something as small as bleeding myself is a bit of a PTSD.

The bleeding in a little while will be much greater than this.

"Stop dwelling on those things, let me show you something interesting."

Sirocco ignored him and walked straight to the lakeside, then called Cass over.

He dipped his blood-stained left hand into the lake—

Suddenly, a gentle, healing golden light enveloped the wound on my palm, restoring my hand to its original state as if time had reversed.

"!! What... what's going on?"

Cass was amazed.

"In the legends of the dungeon, this is the birthplace of the goddess, and the magical lake still holds traces of the gods."

That's what the game's mechanics say.

It's like a campfire spot, and thankfully it works as expected.

After the experiment with Sirocco confirmed that the cure was working properly, we can proceed to the next step.

"I see. Sirocco, you know a lot... I've heard that anything can happen in the dungeon, and you can be completely healed just by touching it... That's much faster than casting a skill."

"It's not all that great. This lake water only has a complete healing and debuff removal effect on those below Lv15. For those at higher Lv, the effect is negligible."

"That's not bad either. If we sell them as recovery potions, buy a water harvesting machine, hire some explorers as guards, and sell each bottle at half the market price of a recovery potion..."

Cass's family background inspired him to sense a business opportunity.

Sirocco scooped up a basin of cold water with both hands and splashed it over.

"Wow! So icy! Hmm? It's a little sweet." "Unfortunately, I've also thought about becoming a beverage giant by selling water with health benefits. Unfortunately, it only works when soaked in a lake; once the water leaves the lake, it's just ordinary natural water."

"Uh, okay then... By the way, Sirocco, you brought me here to level up, but I don't seem to see any monsters."

Kas put aside his business dreams, looked around, and saw only clear lake water and orange-red maple trees.

If you weren't told this was an underground city, you'd think it was some kind of nature reserve.

It should be said that since entering this Maple Garden... there are far more monsters than I expected. I thought there would be mimicking monsters like the tree spirits outside, but in reality, I haven't seen a single monster.

It's as if the monsters deliberately avoid stepping into this place.