The son of the dragon who walks

Chapter 162 Ciel’s Guidance

On the tenth floor of the dungeon, it was the first time for Welf to go down to this floor.

Generally speaking, the limit for ordinary LV1 adventurers is to go deep into the sixth floor alone, because the monsters that appear from here on, such as the war shadow, are not something that a new adventurer can deal with alone.

Of course, elites with skills or magic may be able to break through this limit.

But the situation is different after the tenth floor. This is the floor where traps first appear in the dungeon. The fog shrouded here requires adventurers to look after each other to ensure safety.

Moreover, the number and strength of the monsters appearing here have also increased suddenly, so it is necessary to form a team to fight.

Welf waved the big knife and chopped the two little devils apart with one blow.

"There are too many useless movements! Also, remember to adjust your posture immediately after attacking."

Ciel pointed on the side, and at the same time threw the flames in his hands to blow up the orcs behind Welf.

"I see!"

Welf obediently adjusted his body according to Ciel's instructions.

Along the way, Welf finally understood why Hephaestus believed in Ciel so much.

He had previously speculated that Ciel was a LV2 adventurer, but his performance along the way was at least above LV4.

The strategy the two agreed on before entering the dungeon was for Welf to serve as the vanguard warrior, while Ciel would provide magical support from the rearguard position.

Welf could clearly feel that the pressure he faced along the way was exactly the limit he could bear.

Obviously, this is a situation that only occurs under Ciel's control.

Not only that, Ciel also provided him with a lot of useful advice in battle. That was not what ordinary defender magicians could do.

Welf had no doubt that even without using magic, Ciel would be an excellent vanguard warrior.

Welf killed the last orc and wiped the sweat from his forehead with his big knife. The monsters around him were all cleaned up, and the two of them could take a rest.

Ciel picked up all the magic stones and dropped materials and walked to him and said, "You're doing pretty well. I can see that you pay attention to your exercise.

But if you want to take risks in dungeons, you need more training in combat."

Welf solemnly bowed to Ciel and said, "Thank you for your guidance!"

Charles waved his hand and said: "It's okay. We are all companions of the same family and should help each other."

Welf straightened up, scratched his hair and said, "A companion of the Familia? This is the first time someone is willing to acknowledge me."

After a pause, Welf looked at Charles and said, "Charle, don't you mind my matter?"

Charles sat on a stone on the side and said: "What's your problem? Oh, it's what they said about you wasting your talents. Personally, I don't think it matters. After all, everyone has their own persistence.

But you also have to understand everyone, forging a magic sword has a different meaning for a blacksmith."

Welf sat opposite Charles and said, "Char is also a blacksmith, right? What do you think of the magic sword?"

Ciel replied: "The magic sword is just the same as other weapons. No one would think that the weapon is the half body of an adventurer, and something like the magic sword that is destined to be damaged cannot be considered a weapon at all!"

Welf's face turned red. He felt the same as a middle school boy whose diary was read in public, full of shame when his dark history was exposed.

He seriously suspected that Ciel knew something, but he never told anyone else his inner thoughts, so he overturned this suspicion.

After satisfying his bad taste, Ciel continued: "Even ordinary weapons will be worn out in battle.

Even if the weapon can survive battle after battle, as the adventurer grows, the weapon is likely to be eliminated because it cannot keep up with the increasing battle intensity.

For example, the weapon you are using now is fine on the upper level. If it reaches the middle or lower level, this knife will not be able to break through the monster's defense at all.

If you continue to take risks with it, the result will only be damage to the weapon and your life.

Being able to forge a weapon that grows with its master is only possible with the skill of a god. But if we reach that realm, we might even be able to forge a magic sword that will not be damaged."

Speaking of this, Charles suddenly thought that in the original plot, Welf had indeed created a special Shigao series of magic swords. Although it required adventurers to activate it with their own magic power, it escaped the magic sword's self-destructive fate.

Thinking of this, Ciel wanted to persuade him to get rid of his knot and learn some knowledge about magic sword forging from him.

Welf fell silent. He had never thought about what Charles said before. But it was undeniable that what Charles said made sense.

This caused him to waver in the ideas he had always adhered to.

Charles continued: "That's why I said that the magic sword is the same as an ordinary weapon.

After all, weapons exist to help their masters win battles and protect them in danger. Even if they are damaged, they have fulfilled their mission.

And keeping the weapon with you all the time is just wishful thinking and self-absorption. So what is the reason why you are unwilling to build a magic sword?"

Welf opened his mouth, and Charles was already thinking about how he should answer.

Charles smiled and continued: "Welf, do you know what is the most regrettable thing?

The most regretful thing is that even though you have the ability to prevent tragedy when it happens, you can only watch the tragedy happen because of your meaningless persistence.

When you lose something precious, no matter how much you regret it, you can't go back to the past."

Ciel feels that he has become more and more skilled at making chicken soup recently, and he wonders if there will be any "spiritual mentor" skills or abilities when he upgrades next time.

Ciel stood up and said: "That's the end of this topic. A monster is coming. Since Lord Hephaestus entrusted you to me, I will help you grow up.

You have to be aware that the real courses are quite strict."

Welf also jumped up, holding his big knife in both hands.

Ciel's words did shake his mind, but the monster had already appeared, and he understood that now was not the time to get entangled.

"Yes! Senior Ciel!"

Ciel's face darkened. No matter his age or the time he joined the Hephaestus Familia, Welf should be his senior.

Why did Welf call him senior instead?

But Welf was indeed sincere. Ciel's strong strength and mature ideas made him respect the other party, so he called Ciel as "senior" without any awkwardness.

Charles was just surprised for a moment, and then quickly recovered.

"Attention, they are silverback monkeys, there are three of them."

"oh!!!"

Welf waved his sword and faced him, and Ciel was ready to respond to him.

(End of chapter)