< Chapter 2 - Dungeon Book #2 >
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Two days later in the afternoon.
Cordelia, wearing a wide-brimmed hat and a large skirt, left Count Chase’s house with Dahlia.
Crackle crackle.
The horses pulling the carriage made a sound, the wheels of the carriage rolled, and Dahlia hummed along to them.
Judging from the many faces that were mentioned, it seemed like it was Dahlia, not Cordelia, who was going on a date.
‘No, it’s not a date. It’s not a date.’
It was only a business meeting.
It was only a business meeting.
Cordelia repeated it twice because it was important, trying hard to ignore Dahlia’s high tension and looking out the window.
Although the location of the temple of Varuna was on the outskirts of the entire city, it was a place with many people and buildings.
The temples of Varuna were built not only in the Kingdom of Seilun but also in places all over the continent where there was a lot of people – or rather, a lot of floating population – and the reason was simple.
If you want to hide a tree, hide it in the forest.
Because the best way to keep a secret hidden is to make people not interested in the secret at all.
As there were many people coming and going, those seeking the temple of Varuna would naturally be hidden.
“Miss, we’re almost there. You can meet me now.”
“Yeah, yeah······.”
Cordelia forced a smile and hoped the carriage would arrive quickly.
Rather than wanting to meet Yuder, I wanted to quickly escape from this awkward space and Dahlia’s excited gaze.
“We have arrived.”
And finally the carriage stopped.
Cordelia sighed in relief at the coachman’s deep voice, and Dahlia continued her misunderstanding alone.
‘You’re nervous. You’re cute.’
Cordelia could tell what Dahlia was thinking just by looking at her sparkling eyes, but this time she tried to ignore it. There was nothing she could do about it right now.
“Anyway… let’s go!”
“Yes, Miss!”
Cordelia, who got out of the carriage with Dahlia, looked around. Since it was afternoon, Varuna’s believers were visible here and there.
But that was just then.
“Hello! Are you Cordelia Chase?”
A child who had been crouching in the corner of the temple ran over and asked.
He was a young child, probably about five or six years old, holding a small, folded note in his hand.
“What’s going on?”
Although she had been acting strangely lately, Dahlia was actually the bodyguard of Count Chase.
After reflexively blocking the child’s approach and asking in a low voice, the frightened child hesitated and answered.
“Hey, this is it! My super handsome hyung told me to give you this!”
What the child suddenly pulled out was the note he had been holding.
It was an extremely suspicious object, but Dahlia’s face relaxed for a moment. It was because Yuder’s name was written on the cover of the note.
“miss.”
“huh.”
With Cordelia’s permission, Dahlia took the note from the child.
“Then I’ll go. I told you clearly!”
Perhaps because he was quite frightened by Dahlia, the child ran out of the temple as soon as the note was delivered.
But Cordelia and even Dahlia had long since lost interest in the child.
“Open it. Open it. Come on.”
“Uh, yeah.”
When I opened the note at Dahlia’s urging, this time again the content was plain.
I’ll see you in the confessional.
Confession room.
One of the reasons why the secret god Varuna enjoys cult popularity.
In the temple of Varuna there was a confessional where any secret could be revealed, or in other words, any secret could be kept.
In fact, Varuna did not grant any miracles for revealing secrets, but for those who were crushed by the weight of secrets, the mere fact that there was a place where they could reveal their secrets was a comfort.
“Oh my… Is this a secret meeting of lovers in the confessional? Hehe, you’re so cute.”
Cordelia had a momentary worry that Dahlia’s brain might be malfunctioning, that she might now have a body that can only be attached to love no matter what, but she didn’t say anything out loud.
“Anyway, let’s go.”
“Yes, Miss.”
I remember coming to the Temple of Varuna a few times before I awakened to the memories of the Yellow Storm.
As Cordelia moved to the eastern section of the temple where the confessional was located, a middle-aged priest who appeared to be in charge of the confessional approached her and showed her the way.
“He is inside.”
Although the subject wasn’t mentioned, it was obvious who was there.
The priest smiled and stepped back, and Dahlia smiled brightly and stopped in front of the door.
“I will be here.”
And a wink.
It was a really helpful consideration, but I guess I should say I felt like I was sinking deeper and deeper into a swamp.
“···I’ll be back.”
“Yes, Miss. Have a nice day.”
“Yeah, yeah.”
Cordelia answered awkwardly and ran into the confessional.
And that was the moment.
“Hey, long time no see.”
As expected, Yuder was waiting in the confessional, which had a small table and two chairs.
This side suffered a lot because of all the misunderstandings, but somehow the other side looked so cheerful that it seemed like they ate well and lived well.
“Haa, I’d rather die than be sick.”
“Yellow storm?”
Instead of answering, Cordelia asked Uther.
“How did you rent this place?”
“huh?”
“Temple confession room. Did you find a weakness in the priest?”
Because Outboxer009 was the one who knew everything about the street NPCs.
Judging from the fact that the priest came out to greet him, it seemed like he had found a pretty serious weakness.
At Cordelia’s question, Uther blinked once and then smiled lightly.
“What’s the weakness? It’s money.”
“money?”
“Yeah, money. If I give you money, you’ll lend it to me.”
Why would you bother to threaten someone by taking advantage of their weakness?
I have money.
“I keep forgetting, but even though I’m like this, I’m still the son of a count.”
He is also the son of the Count Bayer, one of the twelve northern houses.
Although it was said that the family had weakened compared to before, it was still one of the successful families.
“What? I’m also a count’s daughter.”
“I know.”
When Cordelia, who had become embarrassed, started to sulk for no reason, Uther smiled slightly and offered her a seat. Cordelia, who was sitting across from Uther, narrowed her eyes slightly and asked.
“How about the nine-syllable pulse?”
“I’m recovering little by little.”
“Hmm.”
After hearing the story, Yuder’s complexion seemed to have improved.
“What about you? Have you achieved anything?”
“I think I’ll be a two-star wizard if I just do a little more. I leveled up a lot last time.”
A smile spread across Cordelia’s face as she recalled her fight with Raizegang.
I would have liked to do it one more time, but unfortunately, Belastin’s magic circle was disposable. If I forcibly summoned Raizegang again, there was a chance that the seal would really fail this time.
“Why did you call me anyway? There’s nothing here.”
“Why isn’t it there? It’s there.”
“Huh? There is?”
“Oh, there is. A hidden event.”
Cordelia blinked at Uther’s answer, because she couldn’t understand.
“That can’t be… possible. There wasn’t anything on the strategy site either.”
I’m not talking about an ordinary strategy site.
It was a story about ‘Heroic Chronicles’, a site created by numerous rotten and stagnant people including Yellow Storm.
Could it be that Cordelia herself doesn’t remember?
But it wasn’t.
The memory of the yellow storm was accurate.
The cause of the problem was not Yellow Storm, but Outboxer009.
“It’s obvious that it doesn’t exist.”
“huh?”
“Because I was the only one who could find it.”
When I discovered it, the first discovery notification popped up.
And Uther kept this event to himself.
No, why would you post the hidden event information that you worked so hard to find on a strategy site?
“Wait a minute, aren’t you going to post a strategy guide for the Heroes Chronicles?”
“I’ll upload it anyway, just the stuff that everyone else knows.”
Because a secret only has value when it is kept as a secret.
“What, you just upload them all? Really?”
Cordelia didn’t answer, but I could tell just by looking at her face.
“Yeah, so you’re in second place. Somehow you always come in second place.”
“Fuck, that bastard. Something was wrong with him. No matter what I did, I couldn’t keep up with him.”
“Our Nobok is so naive. I never imagined that he would take all his money.”
But actually, I had a guess.
Because the joy and laughter that people feel when reading comments is completely reflected in the strategy article.
“So anyway, what’s hidden here? Is it yours again?”
When Cordelia asked with a pout, Uther continued to speak, hiding his smile.
“I have mine, and yours. You know the dungeon book, right?”
“I see. Is there a dungeon book hidden here?”
“It’s hidden. And the reward is pretty good.”
The Dungeon Book, as its name suggests, was a book that allowed you to enter a dungeon – or more precisely, a virtual dungeon implemented within the book.
“What is the reward?”
“I’m a martial artist. You’re probably a magician.”
“Skill book?”
“Skill book.”
By using the skill book, you can acquire the skill in one go without having to go through a separate learning process.
Cordelia, who was attracted to Gu Mi, leaned towards Uther and asked.
“What martial arts and magic specifically?”
“Martial arts are a method of protection, but magic is unknown.”
“Why don’t you know?”
“I haven’t tried it as a wizard yet.”
“indeed.”
It was a valid explanation. It was something you had to experience to know.
“What about the rank? If you can challenge the first boss, it shouldn’t be that high.”
“B-Rank.”
“B-rank?”
“B-Rank.”
Cordelia’s pupils dilated. No wonder, she was a B-rank.
Of course, when looking at the entirety of Hero Chronicles 2, B-rank was not that great of a rank.
But for someone who was just starting out, it wouldn’t be an exaggeration to say that B-rank was a rank above the sky.
Normally, what you could get at this point would be an E or D, or at best a C-.
“Hey, hey, so the magic is also B-rank?”
“maybe?”
A bright smile appeared on Cordelia’s face.
“Okay! Then let’s solve it quickly! Where is it? Where is it hidden?”
“here.”
“huh?”
“Here. I already found it.”
It was located in a secret room deep in the temple library, but I came in the morning and found it.
That’s why I had originally planned to see Cordelia in the afternoon.
“Time is gold, right?”
Yuder finished speaking with a smile, took out a thin book he had been keeping in his arms, and placed it on the desk.
Varuna’s Dungeon Book.
Cordelia, who had been staring at the cover of the red book, raised her head and asked.
“Right now?”
“Right now.”
No further consultation was necessary.
Uder opened the book and recited the spell, and pure white light filled the confessional.
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