Chapter 868: The Mirage

Chapter 869- The Mirage

"But lord Simon, I wasted so much of your Dungeon Points and so many traps are just being wasted. You must be disappointed in me even though you made me the head of the Dungeon Management Department"

The Forest Spring Spirit hung her head down. It seemed like she was concerned about him being disappointed in her.

"I am not disappointed in you, in fact, I believe I made the right choice. Who else other than you could come up with so many great ideas for the floors? True, you made some mistakes, but who among us doesn't? What important is that you learn from these mistakes and show me that you can do better the next time"...

"As for you Maya, you are in too hurry to achieve success. Wanting to bring results, you put the lives of your clansmen and yourself in danger. You need to contemplate about that part. True that you have an absolute advantage in spying on others inside the dungeon. However, there is no guarantee that you won't be spotted by some enemy who possesses high tier skills or techniques we have no knowledge of"

"Getting too close could lead to your downfall, the gifts that you received from the dungeon aren't unparalleled, you need to keep that in mind. If you the leader of our reckon division show such haste and carelessness, it would affect your whole team and could lead to something disastrous. Keep in mind that you are responsible for the lives of your fellow clansmen"

This little girl who was a few years older than Cecilia, became the youngest team leader of the dungeon's reckon team thanks to her talent and gifts that she received from the dungeon.

However, it might have got into her head as she tried to involve herself and her teams in an even more dangerous mission like the one today. When Simon read her proposal, he immediately shot her down. Today he summoned her here precisely to show her some of her mistakes.

"Lord Simon, I'm sorry please don't be angry"

That said, she was still a young girl who was still learning the ways of the world. Perhaps he was too harsh on her, he could see her figure trembling and teardrops accumulating in the corner of her eyes.

Sighing to himself, he still steeled his heart. The other party needed to hear this.

"Silly girl, I might be angry but it is because I don't want to see anything untoward happen to you or anyone from the Forest Spring Spirit Clan. The moment you all became my subordinate, your life and death belongs to me. I won't forgive any one of you dying on me".

For a moment, the mood in the hall became a little downtrodden and emotional at the same time with everyone reflecting on their mistakes.

"Sigh... you have good subordinates with you"

Seeing this, Prime couldn't help but comment. If one didn't care for their subordinates, they wouldn't have been harsh on them or accepted their mistakes or still allowed them to keep their position.

Likewise, if the others weren't fully dedicated to him, they wouldn't have put in all of their efforts or felt so devastated by their failures. The feelings here were mutual, a bond not just anyone could build.

Simon simply smiled and clapped to disperse this dreary atmosphere.

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At this moment, the entire hall was in chaos with dust and and debris covering the place. Pillars crumbled, walls broken and numerous large depressions formed on the ground.

At the centre of the large depression was Yverza who was quietly holding one off his arms without speaking or moving from his place.

"Who would have thought that the Tomb Tyrant would have such a powerful skill hidden" Gil-Garna commented from the distance looking at the scene.

Shasurna from the side nodded his head, his face containing an equal amount of surprise. A few minutes earlier... as they saw, the crypt wight hide into his coffin, they were all surprised for a second before erupting out in a loud burst of laughter.

"Haha, Yverza it looks like you have tormented the poor fellow too much for it to go into hiding in its shell. You won't get a fight from it like that. What are you going to do?" Gil-Garna questioned in a spiteful manner, taking joy in the other party's distress.

At this moment, the two of them were feeling relieved in the fact that they weren't the ones who were fighting with the crypt wight or else given its shameful behaviour of hiding, they would be shamed too.

After all, for warring races like them a battle was a sacred thing and tarnishing its glory was tantamount to shaming themselves. As such, whenever they initiated a battle, they never retreated until one of them remained.

For the Ivory Terraqyake Rhino's opponent to suddenly go into hiding like that, it brought shame on itself and on him.

"You Bastard!!"

Naturally, Yverza would be enraged. He had initiated this battle on his own accord thinking that he would be able to enjoy himself before the final fight with the queen of the harpies and the demon.

Never would he have known that his opponent would show such a disrespectful behaviour and bring dishonour to him.

BANG... He stomped his foot and charged in rage. However, just as he took a few steps, he noticed that the coffin inside which his opponent was, started acting strangely. A vast amount of bluish black smoke realised out of the tiny openings of its lid and spread through the entire hall in the blink of an eye.

The light dimmed and the torches in the walls waned as if being snuffed by an unknown entity. Seeing this change, Yverza furrowed his brows. For some reason, he felt like his opponent didn't just hide away from him but instead was preparing for something.

What it was, he did not know, but looking at the bluish black smoke coming off from the coffin, he knew that something was up. Something that would give him more excitement than what he bargained for.

It could be said that it was a hunch of a warrior who has fought numerous battles so far.

"Interesting, so you were not just running away huh? Bring it on, I will take on everything" Yverza gave an excited grin.

As if responding to his wishes, a deep guttural roar came from inside the coffin. The next second, the bluish balck smoke emanating from the coffin became stronger.

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