Haven’t been done with that yet gazed at the gate leading to the third-floor, which is also the last.

Going through all of that has been a very tiring experience, but he was determined to clear the dungeon today.

As for his exhaustion? He had a few stamina potions do you say this kind of situations.

But of course, he still had to retrieve his backpack from outside of the pyramid and then return back to the real world to bring in some water and food.

The fist sized slime turned into a ring, and this one was silver. It was a very convenient item.

When he first entered the dungeon, it was at Sunset and he didn’t have any food then. So, despite spending so much time in the dungeon, there was still sometime before dawn.

Hopefully you could clear the dungeon tonight if not, at least he could explore most of it and pinpoint the boss room.

So the first went back outside of the pyramid, naturally he took much less time. Only 20 minutes thanks to his enhanced speed and greater knowledge of the structure of the pyramid.

His backpack had his precious potions and a magic item that he was unable to use before, the [Rangers badge].

This item could shoot ten arrows at his designated target. If he was a ranger, then he could imbued the arrows with several effects, but since he wasn’t, he would have to settle for elemental enhancement.

Actually, he did not even know what Rangers were, since the original host had no idea. From the looks of it it should be a completely different class than Vigor knights and mages.

But this world did not have any other classes, such a magic item seemed out of place.

When his thoughts reach here, he felt strange, ominous, tingling, as if something was scratching at the inside of his own head.

A moment later the feeling vanished confusing Esdras slightly.

Now with his things secured safely, he decided to get a look at the third-floor first for leaving to get supplies and take a bit of a break.

He just wanted to take a look and not really do anything else. It was more of a response to curiosity as to what the last and final floor of this dungeon was going to be like.

Pushing open the gate easily as usual, he found himself staring at the bridge a very thin along bridge made of unknown materials. There were several statues of important-looking people on both sides of the bridge.

At the end of the bread there was a domed building. And that was it there was nothing else but darkness.

Mastering his courage, he peered over the side of the bridge I need he couldn’t see anything. It was a strange kind of darkness. It was not as if the lights went out, but as light never existed.

Moreover, he knew there was no trick, no trap and the domed building at the end of the bridge was the boss room of the third and final floor.

He did not know what to think about this, perhaps it was good that his task was about to be finished. Another thing that got his attention was the fact that this was part of the pyramid.

He expected to be teleported to a different environment, but that was not the case this time.

With mixed feelings, he crossed over through the purple vortex by the gate, and returned to the real world to his tent.

He got out of the tent and drank some water, and filled his belly with grilled wild boar. One good thing about this forest is that it was rich with meat, so they will never sort of good food.

And seeing that everyone was asleep, he sneakily took one bottle of water along with jerky, cheese and bread.

This amount of food and water was overkill but hey, his habit of overthinking didn’t just go away after coming to a new world.

While taking a break under the light of the full moon he suddenly noticed something unusual.

After achieving the Vigor core realm all of his sentence, including is sixth sense were amplified and enhanced so he was able to hear the steady breaths of the 10 soldiers were sharing a tent.

Yet he could not hear any breath from Tara’s tent at all. Not slow, not fast not steady, nothing.

The reason he didn’t noticed immediately was because he himself was not yet used to his new self. But after staying outside for a while, he was able to pick on that unusual pattern.

With furrowed eyebrows, he opened the tent flap, as expected, she was gone. She had picked up a perfect timing.

Although she may not know what he was doing in the tent, but she must have noticed that he would be busy or unavailable in these times.

However, he could not help but feel that something was wrong. This was an incredibly stupid move. Just like Bran, he was going to brand her a deserter.

After that, where could she hide?

Abruptly, the sound of a twig breaking alerted him to someone approaching the camp. He got out to take a look.

Unexpectedly, the visitor was not very familiar face, it was Reid. He was the leader of a group of apprentices that wanted to escape the tower they invited him, and he refused to join them.

He had expected them to live a long time ago, the best chance was when the fort was in chaos when a True mage came injured.

“Esdras? You’re awake? I thought you would be asleep at this time.” he said, looking stiff.

“Yeah, I was looking for a midnight snack. What about you? I thought you would have escaped already.” Esdras smiled politely.

“Oh?… I just wanted to come here and apologize about what happened last time. We decided that running was not going to work as you said. So, I wanted to invite you for a drink to make up for it, why not come to our camp? The other guys also want to apologize.”

“Oh, really?”

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