This adventurer is overly righteous.

"Why would a monster that big be here?!"

Logan looked miserable. This was completely illogical. As a territorial detective, his job included investigating monsters within his jurisdiction. To do this, they would learn a lot of knowledge about monsters in order to determine their whereabouts.

Even a fool would know that this creature, which is nearly eight meters long, shouldn't be here; there's no food for it here.

Kroya held onto Logan with one hand as he climbed up the rock pillar, suspecting the guy might leap out of the water and be pulled down like a crocodile.

"Logan, do you know this guy?" Kroya asked, pulling the other man up and making him hug the rock pillar tightly.

"This is a Steel Swamp Dragon. It should live in the deep pools of the Misty Forest." Logan recovered from his shock and began to answer Kroya's question.

"How did it get here?"

"There might be an underground river here that we don't know about, and that guy swam in from there."

An unknown underground river leading to the Misty Forest would be quite valuable to the Adventurers' Guild, and Logan would receive a generous reward for reporting it, but he had no time to think about that right now.

"Its skin is as hard as iron; biting through your neck is as easy as eating a cookie. Its sense of smell and hearing are extremely sensitive..."

Logan recounted the various rumors he had heard from the adventurers, feeling increasingly disheartened and his hope of escape dwindling. This was because monsters of this level often required multiple elite adventurers to hunt together. At the same time, he realized something and shut his mouth.

"You don't think I'm planning to kill you again, do you?" Kroya was thinking about how to kill this beast when Logan's voice suddenly stopped and his eyes became unfocused. So he guessed what the guy was thinking.

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"Of course not, I trust you completely..." Logan chuckled awkwardly to Kroya, "But I have two sisters who prefer human men to goblins. If we manage to escape together, I can introduce them to you, after all, we've been through thick and thin together..."

"Um."

Kroya stared at Logan, his gaze making Logan feel uncomfortable.

"I remember telling you that it's not time to sacrifice anyone yet..."

"But we can't escape, that guy's down there." Logan felt despair; he felt that if fate existed, he was destined to die here.

"But God guided me, and I was able to return safely." Kroya interrupted Logan, his eyes resolute. "I believe in the guidance God gave me. As for what will happen to you, I don't know, but it is my duty as a believer to lend a helping hand to the victims while ensuring my own safety."

You have demonstrated unwavering faith, and the gods are pleased by it.

[The effect of divine favor has been slightly improved]

God is watching over me...

"Besides, I'm not afraid of death, Logan. You think death is terrible, but I don't think so." Kroya didn't put on any act just because he knew the gods were watching him. He knew that there was no point in hiding anything in front of the gods; all he needed to do was be sincere.

"In the northern land of the dead, the souls of the wicked suffer endless torment, while the righteous enjoy eternal bliss."

This is unverifiable religious content. After all, the dead can only stay in the realm of the dead and cannot interfere with the mortal world, so there is no way to transmit specific information about the realm of the dead. Believers may believe it, but some people scoff at it.

"After I die, I may enjoy greater happiness in the land of the dead than I did in life. I am not afraid of the gods judging my life, and therefore I am not afraid of death. That is not the end of my life."

Judging from the divine favor bestowed upon Kroa, this is indeed the case; after his death, he will probably live quite comfortably under the goddess of death.

There are still many interesting things in the world worth trying, so Croja cherishes life, but he is not afraid of death.

"So I won't kill you; that would taint me with sin." Kroya explained the stakes in a way Logan was familiar with, which might be more persuasive. "Besides, I've forgotten what's on the map; I need you to guide me."

Croa lowered his head again; the map had already been destroyed in the water.

"Now that you're useful to me, can you rest assured?"

I'm sorry, I repent for my lies, and I swear that my lies were made with good intentions.

Kroya silently told himself that he actually knew the contents of the map by heart, but he had to lie in order to make Logan understand that he was of value to him. The white lie was in accordance with the doctrine of the scriptures, so it was not a big problem.

"Then I believe you." Logan began to believe what Kroya said and regained some sense of security.

After all, the other party did demonstrate divine magic that only priests possess, so they shouldn't be making things up. Besides, if the other party really wanted to attack, I would be powerless to resist.

Killing me would be harmful to him, but keeping me alive would actually guide him. This is a solid relationship of mutual benefit; indeed, that's what gives me peace of mind...

Logan was deeply uneasy about basing his safety on the morality of others. After all, as a spy who regularly gathered intelligence for the Adventurers' Guild, Logan had witnessed firsthand many adventurers fight over the division of loot, including couples, brothers, and fathers and sons...

However, Logan had to admit that he was indeed hesitant because of what Kroya said. Perhaps the other party was really a saint, which made him think wildly. If he thought about it, he already owed Kroya several lives.

Logan was experiencing a shift in his mind that he himself was unaware of: Kroya was a completely different being from all the adventurers he had ever met before.

"Logan, the place we're going to is that passage, right?"

Kroya's voice interrupted Logan's thoughts, and they began to rethink how to solve the current problem.

Killing the steel swamp dragon swimming beneath him was too difficult. Kroya's magic power was not abundant at the moment. The previous battle with Adrian had really depleted his energy. The opponent's defense was astonishing, and it would be difficult to pierce its skin without using magic.

Moreover, the water is the opponent's home ground. Although Kroya caused considerable damage to it just now, it was also grazed by the Steel Swamp Dragon's body, feeling like it had been gored by a bull. Considering the opponent's performance in destroying the rock pillar just now, being hit head-on would probably turn it into pieces of flesh.

"Logan, help me take off my armor."

Logan obeyed. Then, Kroya removed the rest of his armor and stuffed it into his breastplate. He then took out some valuable items from his pack and tied them to the breastplate and Kroya's one-handed shield.

"First, the outermost layer of armor is impacted," Kroya explained his plan. "Then the inner layer will be affected, and the debris inside will absorb the remaining impact. Finally, the one-handed shield will bear the last of the force."

Kroya looks extremely comical now, with an enormous and bizarrely shaped "shield" strapped to his left hand, but he is serious.

Only in this way could he possibly withstand the Steel Swamp Dragon's impact head-on.