Chapter: 237

There were many rich nobles and rich families – and many of them were richer than the royal family, but the reason they held power was a simple one: they controlled the military, the adventurers, and the mage hunters.

Matheson originally thought he was superior to the common man, as he chased after wealth, thinking it was a measure of power, but as he himself got stronger he was beginning to realise one thing: In the face of pure power, wealth is like a paper shield, an illusion of superiority.

As he got stronger, he realised how weak he truly was.

“I’ll try a different dungeon soon… and if no one wants to party with me, I will do it alone.”

For the last few days and nights, he was training himself non-stop. His physique was changing into a lean muscular type, his muscles getting more well-defined with each passing day.

Normally, it would take someone a year to gain 10kg of muscle mass, but he had done it in the span of a few days.

This was the advantage of having a class, you could put points into strength, and would never tire until your stamina was used up.

“I’ll kill Molodus a few more times before I head back.”

Matheson was getting efficient at clearing this dungeon now. He would run up the log at the start, he knew exactly where the rats would spawn and end them in one hit, then proceed directly to Molodus’s burrow – successfully landing a sneak attack almost every time.

Unlike Jay however, he did not receive any hidden quests, nor any coat. Fur scraps were the only thing he could loot, but he was still getting a hefty allowance from his father so it wasn’t even worth his time.

“Phew,” he panted “Time to head back. I should have enough stamina to run back in one go.”

With Molodus slain for the 8th time, he decided to head back to his estate, forcing his chefs to wake up and prepare him a lavish feast before he himself would go to sleep.


***This is a free auxiliary chapter. This is the book Jay was reading. You can skip it and still understand the story, I just thought It would be fun to add. Thanks, Aero182***

<- Extract of a conversation between Olmetrec the Masses and Rewlara the Gatherer. ->

“Olmetrec, why do you create the unending maze with no reward? Do you enjoy their suffering? Are you trying to block them?”.

“It is not a block on their path, Rewlara, no…”

“Why then?”

“It doesn’t block them, but keeps them going. Their curiosity drives them to purpose, and their purpose drives them to live… for in their hearts, they wish to be deceived, so they will chase these empty dreams, vein philosophy and rumours through my maze until the day they die… ever chasing but never fulfilled.”

“Why? It seems cruel.”

“They would turn to murder those who have, since they have not.”

“What about the ones with purpose? Those who have eternal purpose without your sacred maze?”

“They are complete, their lives built on mountains instead of on the seas. They won’t be harmed by the maze dwellers who are preoccupied trying to find what the complete have.”

“Why not make the maze dwellers complete?”

“They are told the truth and they reject it; they have been told countless times – no, to them, the truth is an offence.”

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