adventurers in the sewers

Stared at by so many fierce and terrifying eyes, Louis unconsciously swallowed, his scalp tingling.

As these monsters climbed up the reservoir like madmen, piling up like a human pyramid and rushing towards him, he abruptly withdrew his gaze and retreated over a hundred meters at top speed.

After getting so far away, Louis heard the sounds from the reservoir gradually fade away.

The monsters seemed to have returned to silence.

If he doesn't retreat quickly enough, it might only take two or three seconds for monsters to climb up and attack him.

"Are these monsters guarding the corpse of the Fourth Hero?"

Louis was filled with disbelief.

Monsters and heroes are clearly two irreconcilable groups, but judging from the situation just now, the monsters have spontaneously become the guardians of the hero's corpse.

What exactly caused this anomaly?

Louis couldn't help but turn his gaze back to the hero's corpse a hundred meters away, just in time to see a drop of bodily fluid drip from his broken skin, fall into the sewage river, and flow into the reservoir.

"Could it be the effect of this bodily fluid?"

A sudden inspiration struck Louis.

From the fleeting glimpse he had just caught of the reservoir, he could tell that the monsters were clearly abnormal, including crocodiles, rats, flesh slimes, scavengers, and other common sewer creatures.

But apart from the flesh and blood slimes, which have no fixed form to begin with, all the other monsters seem to have mutated.

They are large in size, with twisted limbs, and some even have organs that shouldn't be there, which is disgusting.

If these changes were all brought about by the hero's corpse water, then it's not incomprehensible that these monsters were controlled by the corpses and turned into their guards.

Though the hero is dead, his body still possesses many wondrous qualities.

As Louis was marveling at the sight, he suddenly noticed a facial feature on the hero's corpse.

He hesitated for a moment, then suddenly rushed to the shore, glanced at the wall on his side of the reservoir, and quickly retreated before the monsters could rush out.

He saw what he wanted to see.

A trail of dark red viscous liquid stretched from the bottom of the reservoir all the way to the riverbed.

Those were undoubtedly the traces of the flesh slime that killed Ethan, which reappeared after being partially blocked by the sewage river.

Clearly, it was one of the monster guards who had climbed up from the bottom of the reservoir.

Louis was so certain because of the monster core of the flesh slime.

The core of that monster was a yellowish eyeball, which didn't look naturally formed at all—coincidentally, one of the eyeballs in the hero's corpse's eye socket had also fallen out.

It is unknown whether it detached before or after its death, but it eventually became the core of a flesh and blood slime.

They're all connected!

It seems I have quite a connection with this fourth hero. On my first day working in the sewers, I came across a part of his body.

Louis thought to himself with a self-deprecating smile.

He took one last, reluctant look at the hero's corpse, then silently turned and walked away.

It was clear that he could not break through the monster horde's blockade with his own strength alone.

To obtain the corpse's attributes and take that priceless professional manual, we need to plan carefully.

However, in the short term, one's own strength will not improve much. Should one hire outside help?

However, the Hero's Manual is far too valuable. If external aid cannot be absolutely trusted, it will inevitably lead to mutual suspicion, which must be guarded against.

Louis walked and pondered, but even after exiting the sewers and entering the Adventurers' Guild, he still couldn't come up with a solution.

Louis mechanically accepted the reward from the receptionist and turned to leave.

"Mr. Louis, please wait a moment."

The red-haired receptionist called out to Louis.

After Louis turned around, somewhat confused, the receptionist said:

"Do you remember Ms. Nora, whom you worked with before?"

"She came by this afternoon and said she's going to gather material tomorrow morning. She asked if you would be willing to be her guide, and she's willing to pay you a reasonable commission."

Collecting materials?

The "materials" the necromancer was referring to were probably corpses.

It seems that Miss Nora has already disposed of Ethan's body and is ready to take her advice and go treasure hunting in the sewers.

If Louis had heard this news yesterday, he would have gladly agreed.

But considering the current complex situation in the sewers and the huge secrets hidden within them, he couldn't help but hesitate.

After thinking for a few seconds, Louis did not refuse directly, but said:

"Miss Nora will be coming to the guild tomorrow morning, and I will meet with her then to discuss things in detail."

"OK."

The receptionist nodded and took out a notebook to write it down.

"Brother, welcome back."

As Louis entered the house and heard Merry's cheerful, childlike voice, his furrowed brows relaxed, and he nodded to the little girl.

He then looked at Dai Na, who was resting in bed, and asked:

"Have you had a fever today?"

"No, it's much better than yesterday."

The blue-haired girl shook her head, her rosy complexion confirming that she wasn't lying.

"Oh right, it's time to change the dressing. Let me take care of it for you."

Louis remembered the doctor's instructions, went to get the topical medicine, and instructed Merry to prepare dinner.

Louis placed the gauze and topical medicine by the bedside, pulled up a chair and sat down beside the bed, then pulled Dina's injured hand onto his knee.

"It will hurt a little, Miss Daina, please bear with it."

"……Um."

Louis carefully unwrapped the gauze, revealing the part that touched the skin and was stained with blood after the outer layer of gauze was removed.

Every time the gauze was peeled away a little, Louis could feel the fabric pulling at the sticky flesh, causing him excruciating pain, let alone the person being treated.

Dai Na didn't call for a stop or cry out in pain; she simply turned her head away, gritted her teeth, and remained silent.

But Louis could tell from the trembling, injured hand that the girl was very afraid of pain.

When the old gauze was completely removed, the wound running through the girl's palm, resembling that of a saint nailed to a cross, appeared before Louis's eyes.

The good news is that pink, tender flesh has grown around the wound, and there are no signs of infection or inflammation.

Moreover, the opening area of ​​a penetrating injury is not large, so not only are important tendons not damaged, but it can also heal completely if all goes well.

The swordsman apprentice's physique is quite good.

Louis applied the medicine to both sides of the wound and wrapped it with new gauze.

"Stretch your legs."

"Um."

Dina wiggled her hips to face Louis, then lifted the blanket and placed her feet on Louis's knees.

Louis examined the wound on the girl's left foot.

Strictly speaking, she was injured near her ankle, which is commonly known as the heel, and the gauze only covered her ankle.

At this moment, the girl's fair and delicate feet, no bigger than Louis's palm, were exposed to Louis without any defenses.

Seemingly a little nervous, her five toes, like pink pearls, curled slightly and pressed tightly together, and the soles of her feet were a delicate pink.

"Hasn't it...started yet?"

Dai Na buried most of her face in the blanket and asked shyly and confusedly.

"...Let's begin."

Louis said immediately.

We agreed to look at the wound, so why did your gaze suddenly shift?