'That's quite the fun location to place the treasure in… looks like whoever it is that is controlling this tower sure have a lot of problem with me…' as he moves outside the building and onto the road filled by both indigenous people of the tower along with the ascenders, Azrael couldn't help but think too himself while looking at the azure screen transforming into a three-dimensional map of the entire second floor, spanning tens of thousands of kilometers on all direction, making his face form a twisted smile as he looks at the sole marker on the map.
'Forget about getting the treasure, even just going to this location will take a lot from me…' looking at the location of the marker, the young man couldn't help but clench his fist in absolute irritation as he looks at the location of the second floor's greatest treasure, a valley between mountains scraping the heavens, more than ten thousand kilometers away from his current location, the extension of the Crimson Red City for the second floor.
Knowing that there's nothing he can do but try his best to get this treasure in order to advance further though, he can only smile wryly in surrender as his mind already starts thinking of plans on how he should get there, as well as what sort of items, tools and equipment he need to prepare for this long trip in order to ascend higher.
Feeling the weight of his bag, some of his clothing still stored in it, along with the already chipped sword that barely survived his fight with the Fortress Golem, he decided to stop for a while though, wondering where he should earn some money to prepare better equipment for himself, but seeing what sort of prices the things in the second floor have compared to the ones on the first floor, he starts shaking his head in dismay knowing that he can hardly afford anything at all.
'Good thing I no longer need healing potions to increase my recovery rate in battle…' thinking of one silver lining to his current poor situation, the young man laughs to himself, convincing himself that there are still so much good things to see even when it feels like the surrounding is in complete darkness.
'I should probably earn some money first then buy some equipment, as for making something from the Fortress Golem's raw materials…' recalling the quality of the materials that the Fortress Golem dropped, the young man couldn't help but shake his head thinking that he shouldn't risk getting it refined by someone who is only on the second floor just for the advantage of being able to use item made out of them early, instead, opting to wait until he encounter someone that will bring out the full potential of his previous drops.
'In any case, it's not like I need an armor or anything…' Azrael thought to himself as he is well aware of the comparison of his strength to the ones weaker than him and the ones stronger than him, with the ones weaker than him not even having the ability to graze or damage him due to his numerous skills, and the ones stronger than him so strong that he wouldn't even need to equip an armor as well, as said armor will only shatter along with his bones as soon as such an opponent attack.
As he thinks of all sorts of things, Azrael sees himself standing right in front of the towering black gate similar to the one on the first floor, this one appearing to be more imposing than the previous one, as an extremely intangible feeling looms over this massive gate.
"Let's earn some money first, then eat something outside as a reward for myself~" the young man said with a smile on his face as he steps out of the safe zone, with the beasts roaming the city's surroundings immediately turning their heads towards him the moment that he starts making a sound.
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"So, why are we gathered here again?" looking across a massive, white marble table with black coloration to it that appears like a dragon coiling all across its surface, a young man, appearing to be someone with an arrogant, yet still controlled bearing asked, leaning back on his seat, something that the craftsman truly paid their full attention to when it comes to its detail, as even the most minute curves of this throne-like chair appears to be vivid and lifelike.
"I'm not really sure about that, I just know that the witch was the one who called us" another person, appearing not even a single bit pushed back by the man with the arrogant bearing answered with lowered gaze, not from fear, anxiety or anything else but rather because he is way too focused on the food he is currently eating.
"In any case, there shouldn't be any major problem since we can still take our time to talk like this~ that witch sure has a lot of time with her~~" another voice joins in on the conversation and starts talking a lot about the 'witch' that called the meeting, her negative feelings towards this witch apparent from her mocking tone.
"You have no right to say such things towards the witch, young lady, I suggest you watch your mouth…" sitting on another chair not paling in comparison to the seats of the previously speaking people, another one joins in on the fun and stated such words arrogantly, making some of the few people in this room feel extremely disgusted, as this man's bootlicking towards that witch is of the extreme levels.
"Tsk, disgusting old coot, if you have a granddaughter, that witch might even be younger than her and yet you shamelessly pursue her in the open?" another voice exclaimed, the feminine charms of her voice not diminishing despite the clear anger and disgust she is feeling towards the person she is currently speaking with.
"What the hell did you just say? Hmm? Young lady?" hearing the words of the one who just spoke previously, the one called 'old coot' asked, a sharp glow coming out of his eyes as if he's about to do something to them.