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Screw the Sage Back again.
The adventurers walked right into the Malaska Dungeon. They made it through the first floor, defeating slime and little goblins. They continued traveling after passing through the dungeon's second floor, where they battled even lesser enemies that may pose a severe threat to them.They made it to the third floor, destroyed all the minions in their path, and plundered a tiny goblin village. The fourth floor was likewise simple. The fifth floor included a red ogre in his prime with a powerful axe and a blue ogre who tried to murder them but died after a strike to the head and a few strong punches from the adventurers.They made it to the sixth floor and encountered a little lizard that nearly killed their entire party due to its tremendous magical assault. It killed a massive monster with no obvious vulnerability, but the adventurers had had enough and simply left the unfortunate beast dead on the floor. They totally ignored the little beast when they saw it; it didn't attack them unles
Screw the Sage Loreborn Adventurers Guild
It's been many weeks since the tragedy in the village, but no one knows or has heard anything about what happened there. It appears to have never existed in the first place. The master-disciple duo stood at the food booth, staring at the grilled meat with seasonal vegetables, salads, and various sauces. Everyone wants to nibble on that piece of meat because of the perfume it emits.“Can we eat?” Gura asked while salivating at the dish in front of her eyes. “Nope…” Screw said, while his stomach grumbled, “You got money?” He asked.“None,” she cried.[The system suggests working as an adventurer.]The system suddenly suggested the most efficient way to gain spare money. As he read the system prompt, Screw started to create a future plan for him and his daughter, Gura.“I think I know what I should do.” Screw walks away from the food booth, and Gura follows him into some dark alleyways, turning right from the corner. “Whe
Screw the Sage Secret Society.
In an outlying earth at the center of the thicket nymph, a castle view is heavenly with a complicated architecture. High-ranking guards standing at the top of the citadel screen, with the glorious hands of intellectuals and engineers. A revolting, ethereal quality of a perfect kingdom had outlined the surface of this magnificent castle. Inside are the most breathtaking patterns carved with graceful edifices and monuments of the kings and queens.A youthful lady with a silvery dress marked with an eye and an emblematic cross with a blue mask walks through the room of this grand castle. The lady was between the ages of fifteen and eighteen, with a porcelain complexion, huge blue eyes, long eyelashes, red lips, and a mole on her top left lip. She's indeed a beauty to behold.The young lady arrives at the majestic door, and the guardians open it slowly, exposing the most delicate interior of the palace. She goes in, greets others with a simple nod,
Screw the Sage She's only a porter.
The blistering heat burned, the sun shined down from the highest peak on the people, and the eight individuals were struck by the crown. When they try to overcome what is in front of them, sweat and blood combine. He called out, “Kacha, now” and the wizard finished his chant, killing the elite minotaur. These eight persons exhaled in relief as the smell of burning flesh filled the air. They then called for the ninth person as they caught their breath and recovered some strength. Porter. A young girl with a huge cart and a large bag suddenly emerged and started to go toward the burning monster body. A holy-looking woman wearing a tight dress and a robe gave the order, “Make it quick, slave.” She simply nods and starts gathering and disassembling the charred flesh, hide, and horns that she can still save. The dismantling process was completed in less than three hours. “Leader, I'm done,” she says as she walks away from her job. “Why do you take so long?” he grumbled. “But, leader,
Screw the Sage The Book of a Sage
“What a beautiful drawing,” she says, mesmerized. She keeps on staring and touching the book. “I wish I could read; I don't have the luxury of attending school.” She sighed and kept imagining that if she's a scholar, she can do a lot of things. Learning to count from one to ten is the only thing she learned while watching and imitating the people around her. “I suppose I can get a few copper coins for this book? Maybe silver coins as well?” She instantly headed towards the road, and while it was now dark, she continued to walk. “But before that, I need to find a party of adventurers who are in severe need of a porter.” Even though it was almost midnight, the street was as crowded as usual with people going about their business. The full moon and starry sky delighted everyone. In the middle of it are the adventurers guild, who are active twenty-four hours a day. She entered the building and proceeded towards the quest list. Searching for a good quest for which a porter will be neede
Screw the Sage Meeting the Sage
A girl climbs inside the deserted home to seek temporary refuge. Through the rear entrance, she entered and proceeded to the hallway. She discovered a staircase leading to the attic while investigating. She said, “I think that's a decent location,” and made a decision to go up to the attic. Even though the room had only low light and was really dark and chilly, it was nevertheless rather comfortable. It was peaceful and warm. “Well, all I need to do now is prepare myself and delight in this magical book” she opens the magical book, and a dazzling light bursts forth, blinding her. “Eh? What's that light all about?” She asks as she squints her eyes in perplexity and flips to another page. When the light fades, she looks down and sees words in front of her like a spell, spelled out in blood with the same red hue as fresh blood. "Screw the Sage: The Worst Secrets You Will Learn On This Planet," the sage book, was now getting a new chapter. Unexpectedly, a left black arm reached out and
Screw the Sage The young child who emerged from the flower
“What a big plant. What a big nut.” His iris in his eyes expand as his emotion surge for curiosity he looks closer to investigate the strange plant, and the big nut besides it. “For further investigation I, Screw— need to touch the nut.” He stretches his arm and gently touch it. Feeling every inch of the nut excites him more. “Hmm… What a big bulge, black nut. Should I smell it?” Without removing his plague mask, he drew closer and try to smell it. *Sniff* He smacks the nut as hard as he can and says, “Ahahahahaha, that was foolish of me. I'm wearing a mask. Dang it.” “I'm intrigued by this weird plant, especially this nut, since it reminds me of things I've long since forgotten.” “What do you think?” “Alright then, it's decided we will take these nuts.” He pulled his knife from his belt, unsheathed it, and examined the stem. His hook knife was used to attempt to cut it: “Dang, it's hard to cut... it's just a stem.” Screw, laugh hysterically once more, smack the nut a few times
Screw the Sage First night together.
“Can you walk?” Screw asks the young Gura, who is sitting in front of him, as he places his cheek on his right hand. She said emotionlessly, “Numb,” wearing a poker face. He snatches Gura and carries her on his arm, saying, “Come up; I'll carry you.” She said, “Sticky.” The little lady was dragged by Screw to a lake not far away. After setting the small girl down, he doused her in water. The moment the water touched her body, she shuddered a bit. “Cold.” He uses his own hooded cloth to dry her after washing her. To cast the spells [Clean]* and [Dry]*, he lifted his hand and snapped a finger. [Casting spell: Failed] As expected, he can't use his magic and cast it to people apart from himself. Even the most basic and necessary spells are prohibited for him to cast. After picking up the little girl, he went to the forest with the intention of spending the night there beneath the huge tree he had just found. He doesn't frequently save his food; therefore, the child needed to be fed e
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Secret Society.
In an outlying earth at the center of the thicket nymph, a castle view is heavenly with a complicated architecture. High-ranking guards standing at the top of the citadel screen, with the glorious hands of intellectuals and engineers. A revolting, ethereal quality of a perfect kingdom had outlined the surface of this magnificent castle. Inside are the most breathtaking patterns carved with graceful edifices and monuments of the kings and queens.A youthful lady with a silvery dress marked with an eye and an emblematic cross with a blue mask walks through the room of this grand castle. The lady was between the ages of fifteen and eighteen, with a porcelain complexion, huge blue eyes, long eyelashes, red lips, and a mole on her top left lip. She's indeed a beauty to behold.The young lady arrives at the majestic door, and the guardians open it slowly, exposing the most delicate interior of the palace. She goes in, greets others with a simple nod,
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Loreborn Adventurers Guild
It's been many weeks since the tragedy in the village, but no one knows or has heard anything about what happened there. It appears to have never existed in the first place. The master-disciple duo stood at the food booth, staring at the grilled meat with seasonal vegetables, salads, and various sauces. Everyone wants to nibble on that piece of meat because of the perfume it emits.“Can we eat?” Gura asked while salivating at the dish in front of her eyes. “Nope…” Screw said, while his stomach grumbled, “You got money?” He asked.“None,” she cried.[The system suggests working as an adventurer.]The system suddenly suggested the most efficient way to gain spare money. As he read the system prompt, Screw started to create a future plan for him and his daughter, Gura.“I think I know what I should do.” Screw walks away from the food booth, and Gura follows him into some dark alleyways, turning right from the corner. “Whe
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Back again.
The adventurers walked right into the Malaska Dungeon. They made it through the first floor, defeating slime and little goblins. They continued traveling after passing through the dungeon's second floor, where they battled even lesser enemies that may pose a severe threat to them.They made it to the third floor, destroyed all the minions in their path, and plundered a tiny goblin village. The fourth floor was likewise simple. The fifth floor included a red ogre in his prime with a powerful axe and a blue ogre who tried to murder them but died after a strike to the head and a few strong punches from the adventurers.They made it to the sixth floor and encountered a little lizard that nearly killed their entire party due to its tremendous magical assault. It killed a massive monster with no obvious vulnerability, but the adventurers had had enough and simply left the unfortunate beast dead on the floor. They totally ignored the little beast when they saw it; it didn't attack them unles
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Ayala Mall.
They opened their flashlights and continued to stroll cautiously to the spot where the Lego robot had stopped moving. Unfortunately, they didn't discover the Lego robot or the two shadows they saw via the camera when they got to the area. “This gives me chills,” Edward stated as his hand began to tremble, explaining why the camera wasn't focused. “Stop being a jerk and film me properly,” Samantha says as she combs her hair with her hands to make sure she looks good in front of the camera. “Are we ready?” The guy said, and Edward nodded, “The camera rolls in 3, 2, 1,” and he hand signaled to indicate that the recording had begun. “Hello, my name is Samantha, and welcome to the "What's the Truth?" show.” "We are currently inside the Ayala Mall here in Cebu," she added. “What are we doing here? Do you remember what happened in the past few months?” “There were so many missing people inside the mall that even the police couldn't find the reasons for their disappearances.” “We're here t
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Ghost hunting.
The man switched his camera on quickly as he felt something strange behind his back. “As you can see, there's nothing here, right?” and he continued walking. “But rumors say that there's something going on here.” “Hello?” he said. “Alright guys, it gets weird as hell here. The temperature plummeted,” but before he could finish, a lady slammed the table and knocked the laptop off. She frowned at the man, who doesn't do any research but is watching a horror movie flick that he found online. He frowned and said, “Hey! I'm still watching.” When he noticed her staring at him, he stopped talking. She folds her arms in frustration and asks, “Have you found anything interesting these past few days, huh? Edward?” He passed the papers he had been compiling for days and added, “Of course I did; now look at this.” She raised an eyebrow as she opened the folder and said, “Really? Ghost investigation?” He nods in agreement. She folds the folder she's carrying and hits him in the head with it, ask
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Better luck next time.
The wolf tribes' pact leader is well aware of what is going on. He is not as foolish as the other wolves, who just act on instinct. The wolf clan head recognized that the small lady in front of him was not normal; he recognized it right away, which is why he stood up to end her right away but failed. The small child was no longer the same as in the earlier encounter. His hair is screaming at him to flee as far as possible, leaving everyone behind. But his wolf blood prevents him from doing so. The final battle This is the last showdown between him and her—the wolf tribe's proudest leader versus the human civilization's small girl. Both warriors' blood is on fire, and they can't wait to taste more. The pact leader prepared its claws by lowering its front torso, and all of its furs stood up, creating an electric energy momentum between the skin and the fur. He growls loudly, warning everyone not to approach him because he'll be going all out against the bleeding, insane young girl. Gur
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When she bites back.
Another wolf came in and lunged at Gura; she escaped the onslaught and slapped its neck with a stick. The wolf, beaten by the stick, rises up and looks at Gura's position. *Grrr* The other wolf sat back and let him hit once again. This time, instead of attacking, the wolf circled Gura, targeting and positioning itself to charge with its claws. She didn't move an inch. Outside, she's as tranquil as water, but on the inside, a seething wave of excitement devours her. She wishes to taste it. That is all over her head. The wolf pounced again after numerous circlings, but this time with more tremendous leg force. He prepared his sharp claws to claw Gura's back and then aim for her neck for a kill. But the wolf was taken aback when Gura moved and confronted his attack head-on, as if she had anticipated it. She flicked her wrist and flung the stick, striking the wolf's nose and causing the creature to lose its equilibrium. This allows Gura to jump into the wolf's body, retrieve her dagger
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How would you feel if your friend died in front of you?
A bunch of folks rummaged through some lost grass in the middle of the glaring heat. Others utilized it for medicinal reasons, while others used it as a main meal. It's been weeks since the great village exodus. Many locals became depressed since they didn't know what to do and had lost hope. “If the great chief had not died inside our village, he would have survived and led us; maybe we would have known what to do,” one of the village survivors explained. “We can't do anything; those bandits attack us unexpectedly and without hesitation.” A lady embraces a bundle of grass and inquires, “Why do those bandits attack us? Is it because we agreed to call an adventurer from the guild?” After Screw and the adventurers leave the settlement, everything happens so quickly. They have the impression that someone is following their every move after they leave. They first assumed those were the creatures from outside the hamlet, and they were certain that the adventurers they had recruited would
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I'm seeking for a decent location to stay.
The city was not particularly large, but the residents were ecstatic. When word spread that a dungeon was sprouting on Malaska Plain, several merchants rushed inside. A guy approached the caravan while examining the surroundings. “Good to see you all arrived safely,” he replied, bowing to them. “As scheduled, we arrive on time; where should we stay?” The guy grinned and motioned for the caravan to follow him. They arrive at the local inn and instructed the members of the caravan to stay and rest for a while and before daybreak they must ready to go to the Malaska plain. The young girl use this time to buy more necessity for her own survival and prepare for the upcoming adventure inside the dungeon. They arrived at a nearby inn and advised the caravan members to stop and relax for a time before departing towards the Malaska plain before daylight. The little girl takes this time to stock up on supplies for her own survival and prepare for the approaching adventure inside the dungeon.
