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it too, but they are mostly
ineffective.
    Matrix, standing next to
Mason, catches my eye. His sword is now not only covered in fire, but also a
crackling lightning. Yet for some reason, he is still chanting.
    “- For thou art not yet
prepared for battle, allow for thy weariness to heal and strength to grow.
Allow thy to leave this place. Rabbit Flight!”
    ‘Rabbit Flight? Isn’t
that a high class wind spell to escape any situation. I hear the chant is
pretty long, but once finished, escape is nearly guaranteed.’
    Showing a little
scepticism at what Matrix was planning to do with a spell for escaping, I watch
him slowly crouch down and bring his sword behind him.
    The magic swordsman
suddenly swings his sword, as if striking, from fifteen meters away. As he
reaches the middle of his swing, Matrix dashes forward.
    Directly in front of my
eyes, he disappeared.
    And immediately behind the
boss, he reappeared.
    The mist didn’t even get
disturbed until after the attack was finished. Such a high speed attack was
even beyond me.
    The boss went down to its
knees, before falling face first on the ground. Forty percent of its health,
gone in the blink of an eye!
    “W-What the hell was
that!?” I stammer at Matrix, who seems nervous under my scrutiny.

Chapter 14 –
Religious Conscription
    -Lost-
    Matrix gives an
embarrassed look as I am stunned at his attack just now. In a heartbeat, he
traversed nearly half this room and dealt a final critical strike on the boss, Overseer
‘Law’.
    “Umm… It is kind of our
finishing move.”
    These two are clearly
stronger than they first appeared. I wonder if Mason has a finishing move like
this as well. Glancing over at him, he looks away from me while scratching his
jaw.
    Even Fen over there is
surprised, showing interest in the first thing other than me or food.
    With nothing else to say,
I let out a sigh.
    “Lost,” Matrix calls out,
“There is the loot from the boss still. Umm… I should probably take the umm…
Sword. I will get the most out of it. Would you take the armour and half the
gold?”
    “Yeah, that should be
fine.”
    It is a fair deal. I don’t
get to compare the armour and the sword, but if one was better than the other.
There would be no way to evenly share the loot in the first place.
    Matrix removes a pitch
black helmet and seventy four gold coins from his inventory, handing them over
to me. A few weeks ago, this amount of coins was a staggering amount. But with
the near seven hundred I have gained while being in this dungeon, it doesn’t
have as big of an impact.
    Taking hold of the helmet
I inspect the item.
    'Nightingale' Helmet
A Helmet made from taurastone, causing it to be extremely rigid and resistant
to blades. As a side effect to the rigidity, it is weak to blunt attacks.
This helmet is a part of the 'Nightingale' set, armour crafted in ancient times
and worn by the countries prison overseer 'Law'.
    Requirements:
- Level 145
- Str 65
    Armour Type: Heavy(Taurastone)
Defence: 27
Durability: 56/56
Weight: 11.5 lbs
    Cutting Resistance: 10%
Impact Resistance: -10%
    Effects:
- Immune to 'blind'
- Grants 50% night vision
    I would not call it
incredible, but it is definitely a good item with a unique rarity. As my
thoughts wander towards putting it up for auction and trying to guess how much
it will sell for, I recall the fact that I can finally equip the sword I
received from defeating the goblin boss, Grigor.
    Pulling up my status
first, I check to see how much my stats have grown.
    Name: Lost(Man in the Hood)
Health: 823/1252
Stamina: 311/441
    Lvl: 97
Lvl UP: 49%
    Str: 59 +15
Agi: 189 +50
Dex: 61 +28
Int: 11
Mnd: 40
Lck: 23
    Infamy: 190
Alignment: +0
God: -
Belief: 0
    Equipped Skills:
Class Skill: White Warrior      (SLvl 13, 12%)
[Unavailable]
Potion Production                   (SLvl 16, 39%)
Mining                                                    (SLvl 1, 0%)
Smithing