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    Just looking at my agility
seems unreal, almost as if the stat is broken. It is apparently common
knowledge that by getting the base value of a stat over one hundred will place
you in the top tier of players. Yet, mine is nearly at two hundred.
    Unequipping my ‘Brittle
Steel Wakizashi’, the weaker of the two swords, I equip the new ‘Fire Imbued
Meridium Scramasax’.
    I practice for a moment to
get used to the new weapon. Yet, it proves to be impossible. It is not a
situation where I find difficulty wielding it, but more the issue that it
weighs twice as much as the other blade, throwing my balance off.
    However, I feel the
impulsive urge to use the new weapon so I keep it equipped.
    Considering this weapon
doesn’t have a sheath, I place it through my belt.
    “Lost! How have
things been!? Sorry I didn’t contact you earlier, I have been a little busy. Me
and Sir Laurence are training around Grenton while we wait for you to catch up.
Are you nearly done?”
    Verde’s voice enters my
head completely unexpected, causing a momentary loss of words.
    “Ah, Verde. It’s
fine. We just finished the boss battle now and are about to leave the dungeon.
What happened to that suspicious individual who was following you?”
    “We? As in you and
Fen? Oh, he disappeared as soon as we reached Grenton.”
    “There are two others
as well. A pair of brothers we met when I logged back on.”
    “Hey, we should probably
head off now. What are you daydreaming about?”
    Mason interrupts the
conversation, disrupting my current thought.
    “Yeah,” I reply to the
man, “let’s head off.”
    “Sorry Verde, I have
to head off now. I will meet you in Grenton.”
    “Okay! I will wait
here for you!”
    She seems to be rather
energetic, I wonder if something happened?
    With Fen grabbing me by
the arm, she start trotting off to catch up to the other two with me in tow.
They both see her clinging to my arm, and with shy expressions, deliberately
look the other way.
    I have long since stopped
caring about this type of behaviour from her. After all, I have had to put up
with her somehow climbing into my sleeping bag overnight. Fortunately I still
have the one that Prince Charming lent me, but I do really need to buy one of
my own. And one for Fen.
    Even once we caught up to
the other two she continued to cling to my arm. Walking out of the boss room, I
could feel something soft pressing against the limb in the wolf girl’s clutch.
    “Fen,” I furrow my brow as
I think of the best words to use, “Do you know what a bra is?”
    “A… Bra..?” She tilts her
head, genuinely puzzled.
    “I thought that may be the
case…” A sigh escapes my lips. I am not going to even try explaining to her
what a bra is. That kind of discussion is well out of my expertise.
    Come to think of it. Can
you even buy bra’s in this game? Don’t people in medieval fantasy worlds
usually wrap up their chests in bandages and such? I never really considered
this, players are automatically given standard undergarments anyway.
    All I need to do is focus
on the fact that she is an NPC, despite how lifelike she seems. This is the
only way that I can ignore the indecent things she does.
    Back in the north prison
wing, there are a couple of skeletons that have respawned.
    “Leave this one to me.”
Stepping in front of everyone, Fen releases my arm as I go to test out the new
sword.
    I exert power in my legs,
I close the twenty meter distance in less than a second. The air around me
still vibrating from me passing through.
    I slash the weapon through
the skeleton’s hip, encountering no resistance at all. As it passes through,
small flames lick from the red line caused by the attack on the monsters body.
    Everyone silently stares
at the skeleton in as much shock as I am in. That one attack removed over half
of its health, an undead