Chapter 6

The Saint’s Dungeon Affairs – 6

I came to a quiet corner of the dungeon with no one around that’s a bit far from the dungeon entrance, and I took out the monster bodies.

Let’s begin with the most simple ones: giant rats.

Whiskers and incisors. The difficulty is way lower than the other two. The visual is much more horrible, but I can’t be a choosing beggar.

“Alright, here we go!”

Determined, I grabbed the incisors with my hands firmly and shut my eyes trying not to leave the image burned in my memory.

!

The atmosphere didn’t change, and I didn’t feel like I was walking down, I wasn’t sure but I definitely moved down to a floor below. A wolfdog appeared that I’ve never met before.

Not just one but two. My level is probably enough to fight them, but they are new enemies, so I didn’t let my guard down and clenched the fists.

“Alright, any moment when you’re ready.”

As if they understood my words, they both leaped at me at the same time.

They’re fast!

When I encountered a rabbit for the first time I thought it was fast even if it probably is a low-level monster and I’m over 10. But wolfdogs were approaching me at a higher speed.

But I wouldn’t freeze by it. I still have a secret weapon. Behold! Stat Bonuses!

I boosted my agility with some of the bonus stat points, the wolves approaching speed felt easy enough to react.

I moved sideways to dodge the wolfdog that leaped aiming my waist, and attacked it with a knee kick. Then I hit the head of the wolfdog leaping at my shoulder with my elbow and then Low Kicked the fainted wolfdogs to confirm kills.

That’s what I’m talking about. Wasn’t I soooo cool? This must be the display of wuxia that your body reacts as soon as you think, just like in the novels, right?

Awoooooooo~!

While I was admiring myself one of the wolfdogs suddenly got up, looked up and howled as if it was a real wolf. So I finished him with a Low Kick.

Don’t you see I’m entertaining myself?

That ruined the mood. I checked the bodies using Butchery. Their balls were glowing.

Seriously. I know they’re dead, but isn’t it just mean to eunuchize it? More than that, do I have to touch dead dog balls?

The hesitation came back gnarly. A horde of wolfdogs. That’s one… two… three…….. Twelve?

Haha. I see you heard your friend’s cry. And I see there are many of you.

Didn’t your parents teach you ganging up is a bad thing?