Man-made things always couldn't be separated from the words flaws. To make such perfect things, only god could do it.I'm sure that this dungeon also works like that. However, for this monster, the reason for its flaw is quite different."I was the one that cause it."This dungeon was equipped with various things that can be changed depending on what the controller desire. Even the monster spec can be changed.And currently, the controller of this dungeon, for the sake of learning was me."as such, I change the spec of the name monster and make it slightly weak and as the result, it dies just with that one strong attack.""It's a reward.""to muster the courage to fight such name's monster that even an adult avoids at that age... do you really think that kids such as them could do it when even an adult can't?"
I stare down at my student that fidgeting among them. They were all didn't know how to answer me and some even looking so clueless. Haa*Thus sigh comes out from my mouth is enough to make them flinch. At the Meantime, I ask "what are my two class?" "Dungeon & Monster and... Moral and ethics, sir." Devon answer me despite looking slightly frightened. I thus smile and nods, saying. "right... That are the two of them. So now, the question is, which lesson is obviously shown to you in this time trip?" "Dungeon & monster!!" The students shout in unison, breaking me into farther grin and nodding again. I continued, "right... The Dungeon & monster subject... The assignment that related to it is this dungeon and... The monster that you guys catch. That report that you guys need to write after this. It's related to that subject. So then... Where is the other subject's lesson, you might think~ing... But truthfully... It's already given to you guys before. "" eh? "" what he's talking
I continued to explore Central Elvan City, captivated by the architecture and the blend of modernity with the aesthetics of a bygone era. The city was bustling with activity, and I couldn't help but feel a sense of awe at how seamlessly they had integrated technology with their historical surroundings. As I walked down the cobblestone streets, I noticed street vendors selling all sorts of goods, from exotic foods to handmade crafts. The air was filled with the aroma of delicious dishes, and the lively chatter of the locals added to the vibrant atmosphere. I decided to visit a nearby market, where stalls were adorned with colorful fabrics and intricate jewelry. It was a sensory delight, with the vibrant colors and textures invoking a sense of wonder. I couldn't resist picking up a few souvenirs to remember this unique experience. Next, I ventured to a quaint café tucked away in a charming alley. It had a rustic charm that was both inviting and relaxing. I ordered a cup of their speci
"So, to begin with, following the completion of the Magic Train project as per your instructions, we've been diligently working on the Flying Ship," Alvis explained. "However, due to our current commitments in developing the magical infrastructure and aligning it with other countries, the Flying Ship project had to be temporarily put on hold." I acknowledged Alvis's explanation with a nod of understanding. I had observed the efforts of Alvis and my other disciples prior to my arrival, and the noticeable improvements in various aspects of infrastructure and construction were a testament to their dedication. "The progress I've seen, from the buildings to the roads, is a clear indication of your hard work and the power of magic," I thought to myself. (You must be feeling quite proud, aren't you?) Affa remarked with a snort, casting me a sidelong glance as if to remind me that these achievements were largely thanks to the previous Dhaffa, not me. I couldn't deny that fact, and I replie
My eyebrows furrowed at the revelation. Gina's introduction suggested an official business, and it piqued my interest. The principal held significant authority at the Royal Hunter Academy. "Academy's principal?" I repeated, my tone more composed than before. "What business does the academy's principal have with me?" Gina appeared relieved that I was now taking her seriously. "The principal requests your presence for a meeting, sir. It concerns a matter of utmost importance. I understand that you value your weekend, but this is a matter of great urgency." I considered her words for a moment, weighing the inconvenience of having my weekend interrupted against the urgency implied in her message. The principal wouldn't summon me without reason, and if it was a matter of significance, I had a responsibility to address it. "Very well," I finally conceded. "I will accompany you to the office. Let me make the necessary preparations." Gina nodded appreciatively. "Thank you for your underst
Despite the irritating thoughts that buzzed in my mind, the principal's words found their way to my ears."I understand that you might perceive this as absurd, but I have full confidence in your ability to handle this admirably."I fixed the principal with a skeptical gaze for a moment, but then my expression softened, and I addressed him, "Principal Meor, if you don't mind me saying..."The principal nodded, giving me permission to speak, and I continued, "I'm a relatively new instructor here, and my presence is rather inconspicuous. It's quite intriguing that the higher-ups have taken notice of me and recommended me for this role, don't you think?"There was a fleeting change in the principal's expression, a momentary shift that I keenly observed. The principal then voiced his response,"Your observation is not without merit," he admitted. "It is true that you are a relatively recent addition to our academy's staff, and your previous work has been rather... plain. Therefore, I find
The next day arrives, and I complete all my tasks for the day before heading to the principal's office, as Gina had instructed me to do. Upon reaching the office, I hear voices inside, indicating that the principal is in a discussion. I debate whether to knock on the door or wait. It seems their conversation is reaching its conclusion, but remaining silent might give the impression of eavesdropping. After contemplating for a moment, I decide to knock. knock, knock The conversation abruptly stops, and Gina opens the door for me. "Sir Dhaffa, please come in." I nod at her before turning my attention to the principal and the man with him. 'Who is it?' Although still curious, the principal greets me. "You've arrived, Sir Dhaffa. Please take a seat." I nod and walk toward them. "Am I interrupting, Sir Meor?" Meor glances at the man in front of him and then back at me, giving a slight wave of his hand. "Nah, we're finished here, right, Sir Adam?" "Yes, we're already done." Adam
"He must be fatigued."(tired?)"You see, Affa, I'm not sure about your age, but do you know how old Meor is?"(around 75 this year?)"What's with the question? Anyway, someone at that age is usually referred to as a grandfather and may have grandchildren."(but you don't-"Flick*(argh-૮₍ ˃ ⤙ ˂ ₎ა)"Not only that, our bones at that age are not what they used to be. Even though I know he's awakened, it doesn't change the fact that we're getting older."Moreover, Meor was a commander.How many years had he been on the battlefield? What kind of experiences has he gone through? No one knows that as well as he does. No matter how powerful a person may be, if they have to endure all those challenges for years, they will surely grow weary of it."Tired. It's not just physically but also mentally. That guy just wants to rest now, just like me. However, how absurd and frustrating it must be for him to be forced by the emperor to work again. Though it's not the same job as he used to do, it wo