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Is It Weird to Refine Spirits in Dungeons? Chapter 4
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Chapter 4: Familiar Familiarization
I really need to get used to the various differences in the types of dungeons, especially with the ones that mix reality and game systems. I mused to myself as I stepped through the gate, and into the new area I’m planning to challenge.
[Goblin-Infested Ruins]
There were only two clear conditions for this place. For the first, I had to kill off all the monsters in this place, which wasn’t much of a problem. As for the second, I had to meet someone… though the description given was just ‘Villager A’.
My insertion point was just in front of a large flight of stone steps, leading up to the remains of a stone doorway with broken rubble of pillars along the sides. I raised one foot to take a step forward… then quickly darted off to the side, taking cover behind one of the rocks.
I wasn’t alone. Green-skinned humanoids were coming out through the doorway, and they did not look friendly at all.
Compared to the cartoony goblins I was expecting, these ones had long ears that sagged, bulging eyes, large noses, and an underbite that showed two incisors above their lips. While most of them only wore loincloths that revealed bulging bellies as though they had been starving for a while, the thick muscles of their limbs and the dangerous blades and clubs they wielded was a clear warning not to underestimate them.
I could feel the concealment effect was already starting to fade, and quickly made my decision to go in hard and fast.
While I usually started with baseline stats and leveled up by defeating enemies, it was also possible for me to use some of my spirit energy for early empowerment, though it would trade off some of my painstakingly accumulated growth.
Better to be safe than sorry. I adopted a comfortable position and focused on flowing my energy down into Fauna.
Readiness. Anticipation. Fauna responded as her strength rose by one, two, three times.
“Grr… Grawr… Gyah gyah!”
A quick peek around the edge saw some goblins approaching my position, the twitching of their large noses indicating their heightened sense of smell had tracked me.
“I’m counting on you, Fauna!” I slid out from behind the rock, and tossed the weapons in my hand.
“Uuu~”
Glowing green leaves flew out in an arc, slicing into the goblins’ bodies and returning to me like a boomerang, where I reabsorbed them and the spirit energy they managed to steal. The wounded ones staggered, bleeding from the razor sharp cuts, but also calling out in alarm for reinforcements.
Don’t hesitate! I rushed up the steps, and attacked once more. “Die!”
Instead of going for the unharmed ones, I aimed for the injured instead, the nature blades piercing through the goblins’ heads and reaping their lives completely. The moment they returned to me, I shot the next set out as soon as I could.
“Gwah!” The other three dodged.
So they aren’t stupid enough to just stand there and get hit. I didn’t stay still either, but altered my heading to circle around to the right.
“Gyeee- urk!” One started to take a step to me, only for blood to burst out through its chest.
“Gyi? G-gakh!” Another had the same thing happen to its neck.
Not smart enough to remember that they come around back to me. I was close enough to grab one of the clubs dropped by those goblins I killed earlier, and quickly threw it at the last remaining one.
It threw itself out of the way, but its landing left it vulnerable for a moment that I didn’t pass up. I finished it off as soon as I could, along with the other two.
Even though I didn’t see any survivors, I still kept my guard up as I approached the top of the stairs. I did scavenge one of the machete blades that the goblins had, but it wasn’t really that sharp, and would probably do more damage being used to bash over the head instead. Not that I was intending to use it like that; I could still attack with Fauna’s leaves even with my hand occupied, so it would be useful as a feint.
Warning.
I turned my head around to look over my shoulder, but didn’t see anyone. Huh? That’s weird…
Confusion. Fauna was puzzled as well. Clarification.
“Is someone else here?” I asked out loud. “Shit, no time for that!”
At the top of the stairs, there was a small flight of stairs leading down into the hill the place was built on, and from the sounds I could hear coming up from it, there were other goblins on the way. Instead of meeting them halfway, I chose to take up a position off to the side.
The first goblin that stuck its head up received a slash that went halfway through its head, and it fell over backwards. Its weapon made quite a din as it bounced down those stone steps, and it elicited more goblin cries to come back in response.
The situation wasn’t ideal. Unknown number of enemies, who were probably stronger than me in strength, and to win I had to assault them in their base.
It wasn’t all bad though, because…
“~” Fauna whispered something to me.
A goblin came bouncing out from the stairway, and its head caught sight of me while it was in midair. It twisted to face towards me, preparing to move into an attack-
And was impaled by a glowing branch stabbing up from beneath it. It was the size of my whole leg, thick at the base, but narrowing to a sharp point at the tip. A critical injury was certain if hit by it.
It remained like that for a moment, before the branch faded and let the corpse fall to the ground, leaving only a spirit shard for me to absorb.
I transferred the machete over to my left hand, and reached out with my right for the rest of the spirit shards I could feel in the area. Drawing them to me, I called on the energy they carried, and used it to activate one of Fauna’s powers.
“Guardian Growth!” I couldn’t help but give that ability a name. Was that its name? I think it was Guardian something… but I forgot what the other word was.
One by one, the cries of the goblins coming up were silenced as Fauna’s power triggered repeatedly. Even if I couldn’t see them directly, they were still within the target range of her ability.
I was about to descend the steps, when I paused and turned around. “I might not be able to see you, but you left your footprints when you stepped in the blood by accident. Who are you?”
“Alright, alright! I’ll show myself! I don’t mean any harm!”
Between one moment and the next, there was a young boy standing a short distance away from me, both arms raised, although one was holding a long stick, though it looked less like a weapon and more like a walking aid.
By his plain unassuming looks, he was only about ten years old, maybe slightly older. His clothes were simple too; dark coat over a plain shirt, with long pants with an obvious rope belt, and boots. The appearance of a commoner in a fantasy setting.
Yup, my window marks it as a clear. This guy is the so-called Villager A. “What’s your name?”
“Allen.”
Acceptance. Fauna didn’t sense any hostility from this kid.
I took a deep breath and slowly exhaled, pausing for a moment to shoot another leaf at a straggler coming up the stairs. Allen flinched a little, but didn’t lower his arms.
“Okay, Allen, is there something you’re after inside this place?”
“...” He didn’t answer at first, as though trying to gather courage to find the words. “Yes.”
“Alright. Stay behind me, I’ll handle the goblins.”
“Huh?”
“Look, kid,” I sighed, “I don’t know what it is you’re after, but honestly, I don’t really care either. I’m just offering to help.”
“Really?” Allen lowered his hands, looking at me in surprise.
“Maybe answer some questions for me afterwards, if you’re willing.”
Allen smiled. “Alright.”
The two of us went down the steps, where we found the cave brightly lit by clumps of glowing moss. Fauna seemed to be happy looking at them, so I grabbed a knife and scraped some off into a pouch to bring back. I noticed that Allen seemed to be in awe of the view as well.
It was also rather cramped, which made it troublesome to avoid some of the corpses that were lying around the place.
“GYIIII!” There were still some survivors, and they came rushing down the hallway.
“Stay hidden, Allen,” I warned, though he had already vanished from my sight.
Since the passageway was cramped and unsuited for Fauna’s curving leaves, I made sure to enhance X-Potato for this part, shooting the goblins in the head to knock them down.
Either head. They weren’t expecting ricochet shots that came up from below.
I thought I heard a snort of someone finding it as amusing as I did, but I didn’t dare to look away from the danger in front of me.
“Um.” Allen reappeared after I finished the current bunch, near a fork in the route. “This way, sir.”
“No need to call me that, but sure. Let me take the lead, but keep an eye on our backs.”
The boy nodded, before vanishing once more.
We only encountered one more goblin, when it tried to backstab us from behind. The machete came in handy to block its attempt, and it lost its life immediately afterwards. Its death also marked the quest requirement as cleared, so I relaxed slightly while doing so.
At the end of that route was a sight that made the two of us stop in our tracks.
Treasure.
Chests, weapons, gold, that place had a lot of things, all gathered up by the goblins.
“Wow…” Allen said in awe.
“You said it,” I agreed. “Now…”
“Wh-what is it…?” The boy asked nervously.
I held up my empty hands to show that I meant no harm, even aiming them outwards and away from him in consideration of Fauna’s leaves. “I’m just going to point out a few things, and ask my question at the end.”
“A-alright.”
A young boy not having any weapons, yet having some incredible stealth skill. Purposely venturing to an area inhabited by monsters, yet not carrying any weapons. His reaction showed that it was his first time here, yet he seemed to know the layout of the place.
All in all, rather sus.
“So my question is… are you some kind of reincarnator with knowledge of this world?” That’s the easiest answer I can think of.
Allen had his gaze fixed on the ground for the entire time I had been talking, but he finally looked up at me. “Yes, I am.”
“Guessed as much.” I moved over to a chest and sat down on top of it. “I’m pretty sure there’s no more goblins around, so why don’t you tell me your story? I’ll tell you mine later.”
“Alright…” The boy imitated me, sitting on a smaller chest, and began to talk.
By the end of his first minute of talking, I had my face buried in my palms.
“Um, are you okay?”
“Yeah. Just… cringing from the cliche.” I pulled one hand away from my face to wave for him to continue. “Go on.”
As I had guessed, Allen was reincarnated into this world, which happened to be that of a dating sim game aimed at female players. The title was something like ‘Magical Fantasy Heart-Throbbing School Life of Love’, with one female main character and multiple male partners to choose from. Allen had awoken to the memories of playing that game in his past life some time ago, and that included the general events of the world as a consequence of that game plot.
At the climax of the romcom section, there would be a condemnation scene where the villainess would challenge the heroine to a duel, but would end up losing and be banished to a monastery. The political fallout from that resulted in a civil war, which the neighboring empire took as an opportunity to invade. The final conclusion was the razing of the country’s capital, which was where Allen and his family lived.
It was obvious why he didn’t want that to happen.
His determination to overturn that fate was why he had come to this place. It was just one of many steps involved in his plan.
I’d question why a dating sim game has dungeon crawling involved, or political war stuff, or even why a guy would play that game in the first place, but I’ll just listen to it all first.
Interest. Fauna was listening attentively as I was.
“Of course, in the game, this place was just an empty ruin,” Allen gestured, having become more chatty over the course of his tale, “I wasn’t expecting goblins to be in this place, and I totally wasn’t expecting you. Just… who are you?”
“Consider me an outsider whose path just happened to cross yours, just like how you so coincidentally ended up in a world which matched the game you played.” I spoke smoothly, having anticipated that question and thought of an answer beforehand.
I’d probably have stuttered my response and looked uncool if I didn’t.
“Wait, so the stuff you did, what was that?”
“It’s my skill as a Spirit Refiner.”
“That definitely was not in the game…”
A bit more explanation on my part, and Allen understood that it wasn’t relevant to his objectives.
“Anyway, back to the topic, what is it you’re after here?”
“A skill scroll.”
Allen hopped off the chest and glanced around the room, before heading for a corner. He jabbed the dirt floor there with his stick, breaking up the surface and digging down inside. A short while later, he crouched down and pulled out a large scroll that had been buried there.
“Huh, so it really was there. What sort of skill is it?”
“It’s an Appraisal skill.”
At my encouragement, Allen showed me how it was used. He opened it up and laid it on the ground, then placed his palm on the script written there. Moments later, the scroll disintegrated, and Allen showed me how the skill was listed on his guild card.
Compared to the magic I saw in the Dungeon Meshi world, the way he could just call up a status screen, just by tapping that tiny piece of metal and swiping left, was much more amazing.
“Well, consider my curiosity satisfied.” I got up and stretched my body, which was stiff after the time spent listening. “So, what have you got planned next?”
“There are still several years before the condemnation scene, but first…”
In order for Allen to overturn the condemnation scene, he first needed to get into the royal academy where it took place. As a commoner, that meant he needed to stack the deck in his favor as much as possible.
Apart from getting top scores in scholastic tests, the other biggest advantage he knew of was to have Divine Protection from a god. Some people could be born with them, like the heroine or the dating targets, but his game knowledge taught him that there was a method to obtain one. However, in order to gain access to that method, he needed money and a crucial skill.
“Out of curiosity, what is the skill you’re trying to buy?”
“Alchemy. It costs around fifteen million cents.” He went on to explain how the skill could enhance and create all sorts of things when improved.
“I see.” So that’s what Appraisal is for. He can find enchanted items and resell them, and save up the money he requires, I realized.
“So… what now?” Allen asked me.
“Hmm…” I crossed my arms, and thought for a bit.
Yearning. Fauna reminded me.
“Got it.” I indicated the gathered treasure. “I don’t really need much, but could you help me see if there’s some enchanted stuff I could use in this? You can have the rest.”
Allen looked around at all of it. “This is too much for me to carry all of it.”
“It’s still a start to saving up the money for what you need, right?”
“You have a point.” Allen swapped the stick to his left hand, and held his right out to me. “We have a deal then.”
“Yeah.”
Thanks to Allen’s Appraisal, we identified several enchanted items, some of which were small enough for him to carry back and sell later. As for me, I took a Headband of Dexterity, Gauntlets of Strength, and an ornate Breastplate of Defense.
Yeah, the game makers definitely tried to cram in all sorts of stuff to make their game popular, considering their naming sense.
“Those aren’t in your size though, is it okay?” Allen asked me.
“It’s fine, I’m not going to be wearing them.”
I was looking forward to turning them into spirit equipment. They would be more useful that way.
“I better go back and let the guild know about this place… Maybe I can get a reward for doing so,” Allen said as we made our way back out. “What do you want me to tell them about you?”
“Whatever you want. I’m not a part of the guild in this world anyway.” I shrugged as best I could with the metal equipment I was lugging on my shoulders.
“Okay, I’ll think of a good story then.”
I stopped at the bottom of the stairs. “Anyway, this is where we part. Good luck with overturning your fate.”
“Thanks.”
[Goblin-Infested Ruins: CLEARED!]
Back at the house, I poured the gathered spirit energy into the grimoire, spending a little on powering Fauna up further. Since she was my most recent spirit, her strength was behind the others, but the synergy of her skills made me confident that she would become one of the mainliners in the future.
Elation. Fauna appeared and did a little wiggle dance.
“Good for you,” I said to her with a smile.
A slight shift in body posture reminded me of the items currently weighing me down, so I headed over to the ritual room to dump them off. Fauna split off from me to interact with her fellow spirits, while I went to take a shower to wash off the sweat and stench from that place. I needed to clean my shoes afterwards too, because I left a lot of blood and corpses lying around. Enough so that I couldn’t avoid stepping in some of them.
Got to be careful about that in the more realistic worlds… It would suck if I caught an infection and fell sick due to that. I made sure to properly soap up my whole body in the shower.
I came out of the toilet all dried off, hopped into a chair and relaxed for a few minutes. Then the small bauble on the table next to me started ringing.
Pingpong~ Pingpong~
Sighing, I reached out and tapped it. Right away, a blue shopping bag appeared in the air before me. It had a cartoonish face on the side facing me, with a leftwards pointing triangle serving as a nose, and it moved as the spirit spoke.
“Hi there, customer! It’s your trusty spirit shopping representative, Shopee!”
“Hi Shopee,” I greeted back politely, “What brings you here?”
“I was informed that you just cleared one of the requested dungeons, am I right?” Seeing my nod, Shopee continued, “I’m here to tell you that as a reward for doing so, my selection of products for purchase has expanded.”
That’s good to know, but I was feeling kind of drained.
“Any access to entertainment media?” I asked lazily.
“My apologies, dear customer,” Shopee replied mildly, “But that option is still not available.”
“Damn it,” I cursed under my breath, before continuing on in a normal tone, “So what are some of the new stuff?”
“Allow me to show you!”
The spirit bounced, and a catalog flew out of its top, which it caught and opened up for me to see.
While I didn’t have enough spirit energy again, I realized that the focus of the newly available items were for spirit enhancements; reagents ranging from the basic to the unique, as well as manuals that offered instruction on summoning new spirits or unlocking further abilities. Those weren’t all either. There was equipment and consumables meant for people instead of spirits, so that meant I could boost myself further.
It reminded me of the cultivation-promoting pills and artifacts that xianxia cultivators scrabbled and fought among themselves for. It was tempting my greed as well, but I quickly snapped back to reality.
I didn’t have anyone to compete against anyway, and taking everything available just wasn’t in my nature.
“Do you have anything that can deal with bloodstains?” I inquired.
“Why, of course!”
This time, Shopee shook around slightly, before its bag-like body bulged, and it popped out a bottle, though it didn’t make any move to hand it over yet.
Payment came first, after all.
“Play?” Fubuki asked me later, while I was washing the dishes after another meal cooked by Simmer.
“Sure…”
It was a strange feeling I was having. Everything felt kind of dull, like it was muted to the point of thinking I was dreaming. I wondered why I was feeling like this.
Perhaps it was a consequence of using my own energy for spirit empowerment? Or was I just feeling spent after the intense danger of facing those goblins? I dismissed the latter option after some consideration, as I had faced similar danger previously. So that left the former as the only explanation.
It reminded me a little of the use of Soulfire in the Dresden Files. So I shouldn’t rely on spirit empowerment too much, but if I kept getting thrown into dangerous situations at the start…
Then the only thing to rely on was myself.
I need to start focusing a little on myself next. I’m sure I can get a spirit that can help with my physical training too.
“BEEEEAM~!” Fubuki thrust her hands out towards the other spirits.
“Uuuu~” “Aaaa~” They played along, falling over.
Gura ended up rolling around, until she bumped into me and stopped. I patted her on the head with a finger, only to suffer a sudden chomp to the digit I was using. It didn’t hurt since she was a spirit, but the sounds she made while wriggling as she hung from there made me smile.
Mumei flew up to perch on my shoulder, wrapping her cloak tighter around her body while putting her hood up. “Who~?”
Ignoring the owl-imitator, my attention was instead caught by Anya, who was walking on the floor towards me. She ended up taking a seat next to my leg, leaning against it and just zoning out.
Fauna also wandered over and began petting Anya on the head, the latter spirit quietly accepting the gesture of affection. I could almost see the image of pink flowers around them…
Wait no, I really do see them. Is that some kind of spirit-generated illusion? If that’s so, then why didn’t Fubuki actually shoot a beam?
I thought about it some more, but couldn’t come up with an answer. Instead, I spent some time reading out loud to them, from a book that was about taking care of one’s spirits. They were slowly getting smarter, and I wanted to encourage that. Seeing them try to use the words they learned to interact with me was very cute and soothing to my soul.
The next day, I woke up feeling refreshed and ready to get started. Simmer was a bit put out when I chose to have some of yesterday’s leftovers as my breakfast, but I really wanted to stretch my store of spirit energy as much as I could.
Even in an extradimensional space, the chains of economy still bind me.
“Kon?” Fubuki asked, lying down on her front while looking up at me. Curiosity.
“Oh, I was thinking I need to try and get some minor spirits to help out in future dungeon expeditions.”
“Friend?”
“Hmm, maybe?”
Excitement.
Though I said that, the first thing I did was to apply an enhancement on Fauna. The glowing moss and some of the man-eating plant tentacles I had gathered could be used to enhance her sensor abilities, making it possible to sense enemies wherever there was plant life. That would definitely be very useful in the future. Of course, the limitation to that ability was that it only applied to Fauna.
So after that, I used another one of the Minecraft materials to actually summon a minor spirit, an Ender Eye that just so happened to be in one of the chests. I couldn’t find a compass, but I simply bought one from Shopee, and it was enough to make the ritual succeed.
The result was Endy, which looked like an eye embedded in a compass. A bit gross-looking, but its utility was undeniable. It would point directly at the objective I asked of it.
Compared to the main spirits I could only have one of when venturing out, I could hold three minor ones. They were more limited in function and were strictly noncombatant, and couldn’t be equipped with spirit equipment either, but since clearing a dungeon had more objectives than just monster killing, that was something I couldn’t neglect.
The next one on my list to summon was a trap detector, but I lacked the required materials for that. According to the manual, I needed something to represent enhanced senses, or an item related to traps in some way. This whole process was tossing in stuff related to the purpose I was seeking, and meshing them together to get my desired configuration.
The first thing that came to mind was the tripwire hook from Minecraft. Maybe I might be able to craft one, but I didn’t know the recipe nor did I have access to information about it. I absently scribbled it down as something to seek out next time.
Another possible effect the minor spirits could have was to enhance the basic attacks of a main one. Just like the Stamp option from the original Holocure game, though I needed to enable that feature for each spirit before I could make use of it. So I could make Fauna’s attacks inflict status debuffs like slow or stun, or improve the size or speed if that was what I preferred.
I had to admit, I was having quite a bit of fun doing this. The game itself made a lot of things reliant on luck, like having the right weapons and bonuses spawn when you wanted them, but this gave me the ability to customize things to my liking.
I guess I’ll leave this for later. See where my starting point is first, then adapt from there. I took a break to stretch my body for a bit. Alright, now it’s time to do crafting!
Unfortunately, I was met with disappointment.
“It’s annoying… how some things are like the game, and others aren’t…” I complained out loud.
There were requirements to satisfy before the equipment pieces could be properly converted into spirit equipment. Just like how the items in the game were unlocked by getting the relevant achievements.
I had to use the breastplate to tank some damage, break some stuff in my grip for the gauntlets, and run at top speed for at least ten minutes with the headband. Troublesome, but not impossible to do.
“Play?” Fubuki asked me, patting me on my foot where she stood on the ground.
“...Why not?”
I wasn’t expecting her to just fly up into the air and dive right into my hand, vanishing into the tattoo that formed with her entry.
Looks like her definition of ‘play’ this time was for me to go dungeon delving.
Urgency. Fubuki was buzzing with eagerness.
If this was a dating game, my decision here would either win or lose me relationship points.
Not that I would have refused such an earnest request.
At the gate, I considered my next set of choices, before choosing the challenging option.
[Monster Subjugation Dungeon]
It was described as a realistic dungeon, and the setting was similar to the goblin one previously; monsters happened to find an abandoned ruin convenient for them to live in, and promptly made themselves comfortable in there. Since it was abandoned, the populace rating was extremely low, so the chances of meeting another human was equally rare.
The objectives this time were simple, to slay the boss monster that had made its home in the depths of the dungeon, and to meet with the Hero Party. It sounded like this world was one facing the threat of demons led by a Demon King, and a hero who was destined to defeat him. The possibility of magic was likely then.
The gate set me down in front of a stone arch set in the side of a mountain. A large entranceway, with stone tiles leading towards a descending staircase. Compared to the stuff I saw in the Dungeon Meshi world, this place had an abandoned feel to it.
I decided to put my newest spirit to work. “Endy, where’s the Hero?”
The eye spun in a circle for a while, before the pupil reshaped itself into an arrow, and pointed downwards.
“So he’s already inside, huh? Guess I better get going.”
“Go, go!” Fubuki cheered.
As expected, I didn’t encounter many monsters in my way as I advanced through the passageway. Or living ones, at least. I was fortunate that there were some spirit shards still hanging around, allowing me to absorb them to power up Fubuki.
I see, this one died to a big slice, while the other one had a stab wound. So… at least a party of three? I gingerly touched the wound in the corpse of a reptilian monster. A guy who uses a large axe, and a guy who uses a sword, plus a mage who just blasted a hole through that other one. As compared to mine…
I made a face as I saw the twisted body of the reptile that had tried to lunge at me. I purposely tried to take the hit on the breastplate I wore inexpertly, which did its job of preventing any wounds. In return, the monster ate not just Fubuki’s tail slap, but also the sausage spirit weapon going the other way.
Senshi’s lessons were paying off even in this world. I doubt I would try to eat any of these monsters, but my understanding of their body structure helped me realize just how these creatures lived.
Continue. Foob was poking me already.
“Fine, fine…”
The number of monsters started to increase after the next floor, which made things more challenging. Their attack pattern was simple, and once I was confident enough, I began working on tanking some of their attacks with my armor.
This was truly what a dungeon adventure should be like. Going through the dangers and obstacles, mapping out the place, and discovering all the secrets. That last one made me realize I needed a spirit capable of finding hidden stuff.
“Okay, Endy, please check again.” The answer made me blink. “That’s odd, this is the route to the next floor, but the Hero’s party hasn’t gone down there?”
I turned to look in the direction Endy was pointing to, which led back to a place with several intersections. Then I shrugged and headed off in that way.
I ended up finding them a short while later.
“Who are you?” I was asked by one of the members of the group.
I paused for a moment to think of an answer. “I’m a dungeon clearer. Who are you four then?”
Despite my question, I knew just who I was facing. The leader was a handsome blue-haired man with a cape and a sword, with a mole under his left eye. Next to him was a priestly-looking tall man wearing glasses and carrying a book. The third member was shorter than both of them, with a horned helm that concealed the top half of his head, leaving only a long beard hanging out from below. While a red cape covered most of his body, I noticed a large axe sticking out from the opening. He resembled the dwarves I saw in Dungeon Meshi, but much shorter.
The final member of the group was an elf, a female one with the typical long ears. Only slightly taller than the dwarf, she was dressed in white, which matched her white twintailed hair, and she was pointing a magic staff at me.
Objective cleared, met with the Hero Himmel and his party. I thought to myself.
