Chapter 7: Are you... capable?
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The goblin possessed by the black nightmare was noticeably superior in speed and strength compared to ordinary goblins.
The weak fear the strong, and the strong fear those who have nothing to lose!
These goblins seemed to have nothing to lose, howling ferociously!
Nightlin stepped back, swinging his long blade to slash down a goblin, but his arm took a heavy hit, struck solidly by a spiked club.
It hurt terribly!
He grimaced, a cold chill running down his spine—this was the first time he had been injured!
Gritting his teeth, he struck back and took another life, his movements becoming more cautious as his eyes scanned the surroundings, nerves taut.
The monsters in the Dark Forest were considerably stronger than those in Lorand, especially since some were empowered by the black nightmare.
Barely dodging a minotaur’s attack, Nightlin’s katana sliced accurately into the muscular neck, followed swiftly by a magic star bullet.
“My boss... won’t let you off!”
Having understood the minotaur’s language once again, Nightlin pondered silently: was this boss the minotaur lord of the Dark Forest, the minotaur king Sauta, or perhaps the minotaur war machine?
[Worn Cowhide Belt]: (Common) (Usable at Level 3) (Leather Armor Belt)
Physical Defense +16
Weight Limit +3 kg
Note: No trade, no harm—protect the minotaurs, starting with you and me.
“Level 4 now, halfway to level 5 to learn new skills.”
He had been grinding in the Glen Forest for most of the day, and aside from experience, the loot was meager.
A roar!
While Nightlin was gathering dropped items, a fierce roar swept through the dense forest from deep within, shaking the leaves around him.
The violent gust carried a chill that ran through Nightlin’s entire body, causing a sharp shiver.
If the minotaur’s roar was like a scrap collector’s horn, this one was comparable to a bass speaker blasting at a square dance—entirely different in scale and intensity.
“The Minotaur Behemoth!”
Only a lord-level powerhouse like this could roam so freely in the Dark Forest.
Sure enough, soon a towering minotaur nearly as tall as the ancient trees emerged—its reddish-brown body covered with white fur along its neck, mouth full of tusks, arms and waist as thick as tree trunks.
It clenched its fists and slammed them down hard, sending an invisible shockwave rippling across the ground, leaves swirling several meters high.
Nightlin dodged behind a giant tree just as the shockwave struck, avoiding the powerful impact.
“If only I were level 5 with upgraded gear, this would be easier. But I’m just short... Why did my long-time paid items like the Expert and Tyrant’s Contract disappear?”
Those two items would have allowed him to learn skills early and equip higher-level gear.
Without skills or proper equipment, fighting the minotaur behemoth was clearly challenging, but Nightlin had no intention of running away and missing such a feast.
The experience from a single minotaur behemoth would be generous, and there was a chance to get good gear.
Although he had brought his highest-level storage, due to a previous account wipe and theft, acquiring rare low-level equipment from the auction house was difficult.
Its massive size brought terrifying destructive power, but its speed suffered accordingly.
This minotaur behemoth should have been in a fire-cleared area of the Dark Forest, but now, by entering the dense woods, it was more restricted.
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During a brief moment when the minotaur behemoth carelessly snapped a branch, Nightlin quickly circled around, hiding behind trees and slashing its muscular thigh with his blade.
“I feel like I’m facing a giant from Attack on Titan...”
A creature over two meters tall must have a strong, powerful heart to circulate blood through its body. Now it was raging with fury.
However, the worn katana only caused minor damage to the minotaur’s tough hide, with a few drops of blood appearing at the wound.
“Damn, it really is thick-skinned! Definitely A5-grade steak quality.”
Hiding, Nightlin frowned. One minotaur behemoth was still a bit too much for him.
How could human strength compare to that of a bull?
Should he retreat, grind to level 5, learn skills, and get gear before coming back?
But other adventurers roamed the Dark Forest, and a lone minotaur behemoth without minions was a golden opportunity.
“Grr!”
Determined, Nightlin dodged the behemoth’s hammer blows and left another scar on its body.
The continuous pain drove the minotaur’s eyes bloodshot as it stomped wildly in fury.
But Nightlin moved like a nimble insect, swiftly weaving through the trees—nine seconds moving, one second attacking, never risking instant death.
Magic star bullet!
Smack!
The fist-sized magic star bullet scorched a mark on the minotaur’s chest, blood seeping steadily and soon staining nearly half its torso.
After repeated use yesterday and this morning, the magic star bullet had unintentionally leveled up, increasing its damage.
“There’s hope!”
Magic star bullet!
Magic star bullet x2
Magic...
The battle dragged on for over an hour. Supported by various healing potions, he gradually wore down the minotaur behemoth to death.
*Huff... huff...*
*Ha!*
“I never thought I’d fight a minotaur behemoth—probably the weakest boss in the Glen Forest—for this long!”
Nightlin gasped heavily, breath ragged and uneven, covered in mud and debris, his shabby katana completely dulled, but a satisfied smile crept across his lips.
He had reached Level 5!
[Katana]: (Advanced) (Usable at Level 5) (Long Sword)
Physical Attack +49
Magic Attack +55
Attack Speed +8%
Casting Speed +4%
Accuracy -1%
Note: Standard style, standard damage—simply average.
A decent piece of equipment, only slightly better in base stats than his worn katana, but with a sharper blade.
“Time to head back and study some skills.”
Just as Nightlin prepared to return to the Elvin Defense Line, a giant tree destroyed by the minotaur caught his attention.
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