Chapter: 405

“The rumours of a powerful monster class coming to join us are true.”

The crowd murmured and began to chatter, as Norgrim expected they would. After allowing it for a moment he raised his hands to hush the audience.

“Now, in light of this, we are opening new higher level dungeons to the first years…”

The crowd grew loud again, with differing reactions:

– “So unfair… I had to wait till second year. This damn shitty academy.”

– “Fuck yeah, we can run the higher level dungeons, finally! Better now than waiting a few more months!”

– “…All those hot heads are gunna get themselves killed. Did they really think this through?”

– “Meh, all I do is craft and forge, I never go into dungeons anyway.”

“Yeah? All I do is workout, no need to fight anything”

“Pff, you’re still level three after a year. Stop being a baby and go kill some shit.”

– “Aw, I hope I don’t get left behind.”

“I won’t leave you behind. He who stands with me shall be my brother, remember?”

Norgrim waved his hands, hushing the audience once more.

“With the increased risk, we have added a protective measure which will only apply to first years, which are as follows:

Parties will now be formed at the start of the year. You have to stick with your team until the very end of the year… If one of them perishes, you will all repeat the first year.

Again, this will only apply to first years starting next year.”

Despite it not affecting any of the current students, many were shocked. How the hell were they meant to assemble cohesive teams now? What about the guys who don’t even go into dungeons?

Of course, Norgrim already had plans for this.

– – –

~Feral Plains – Level 3 Dungeon, south of Losla~

*Huf huf huf~*

Matheson’s clothes were sticking to him with sweat; he was surrounded by a ring of corpses on a grassy hill after he had just killed another swarm of yellow grobs; monsters which were essentially one-eyed, two-footed, round jumping balls of teeth.

While this was a level three dungeon, it was not instanced and hence was not bound by the conventional rules – the lowest level of the enemies in this non-instanced dungeon was level 1.

This didn’t mean it would be easy though; the sheer number of enemies here made up for their individual weakness.

Meanwhile the weather was summer within this dungeon, combine that with the vigorous battles, some would even suffer heat stroke and have to either leave or die.