Chapter 81
Morning dawned on the second day of the two-week dungeon practice-raid.
Hundreds of students, guides, and merchants looking for good deals congregated by the four spires leading to the entrance of the ruins.
Allen's group gathered early in the morning, just as the other students’ had.
A creeping exhaustion was plastered on the faces of those gathering.
Understandably, they couldn't be rid of their fatigue in just one night. They weren’t used to sleeping in the terrain; the inability to freshen themselves up proved inconvenient; even the meals were disappointing.
Taken together, it was all too much, and they were unable to fully recover from the fatigue they’d built up the day prior.
Yet this, still, was also a problem they would have to overcome.
What would they do if the Demon King were to suddenly reappear? Or from an even more practical standpoint, undertaking the ruins before them wasn’t nearly as much of a hassle as it could have been.
Dungeon practice was undoubtedly essential for what lay ahead in the future.