Beast Evolution Forge

Chapter 50 Dungeon 1

The two days were over; their training had progressed further than expected. When the doors opened, a cool breeze came rushing in, and the queen entered, her presence as calm and warm as ever. She looked at them, scanning their mana levels, and she couldn't help but smile. "Not bad, maybe they can pull it off after all and..." Her gaze shifted to Jia, who was standing by Vell's side like a warrior protecting her master. "What's going on here? Not only are they close, but her mana levels have also increased. Incredible. Just what training method did he use?"

As soon as her queen kneeled, Jia got on one knee to show respect. "I greet my queen." The queen raised her hand, signaling her to stand. Vell, on the other hand, did not greet her, not in a respectful way, at least.

"Hi, it's good to see you again." Jia looked at him with an almost worried expression.

"Hey, that's the queen; can't you at least try and be respectful?" She whispered to him, but his confident expression didn't waver. She looked over at the queen and saw her gaze; she knew it all too well—the queen was pissed. 'Crap, crap, he is going to get himself killed.'

"M-My queen, ple-"

"Silence!" Her voice carried power. It was no longer soft and warm; it carried pressure that forced them all to their knees. "Listen well, human, I have put up with your disrespect because we need your help, but you seem to be misunderstanding things and crossing the line. You do better to remember who you are talking to. Do my words reach you?"

He smirked. "Yeah, I hear you. I hear you all too well." The look in his eyes was that of a predator locking on to its prey. 'I knew she was hiding her true nature; this is going to be fun.' The look in his eye didn't go unnoticed by Jia.

'What are you planning, human? If you dare bare your fangs at the queen, I will end you!' Her bloodlust was obvious, but Vell ignored it; there was no need to cause a scene—not right now, at least.

"Very well, then let us continue with the matter at hand. You—"

He cut her off; this was a waste of time to him. "Sorry to cut off her highness, but isn't this pointless? No one has entered the dungeon before, right? So what can you possibly tell us that will help? Shouldn't we just enter and see for ourselves?"

"Hmm, humans truly are impatient. We may not know what's inside this dungeon, but we still know more about dungeons than you can possibly comprehend. So listen; this will be important information."

Before she continued, he spoke. "I don't doubt that, but aren't dungeons just pocket dimensions with monsters or unique clear conditions—usually with a boss monster that needs to be defeated or the endurance ones that have waves of monsters, and you need to endure for a specific amount of time? Dungeon information is very common back... home." Calling that place home tasted bitter on his tongue.

'tch, does he truly wish to die? If that's his wish...more humans will come eventually, I can't stand this human.' She sighed, holding back her annoyance. "F.I.N.E, you can enter without any information if that's your wish. The bags in front of you have food that should last for 2 weeks. Now, let's head to the weapons room; you can all choose one weapon that is to your liking."

"Is that one to your liking? I can sense a good amount of mana from it," she asked, moving to the right side of his shoulder to get a proper look.

"Yeah, this is the one. I can do so much with it. I wonder if Yenna found anything to her liking. She used a sword before, so maybe she will pick that?" He turned around to look for her.

"That might not work well with her current fighting style. I believe gauntlets would be a better fit since she now fights similar to me."

He glanced over the other side of the room, noticing her looking around the weapons with a dissatisfied look on her face. 'None of these suit me. If I don't find anything, I might be useless in the dungeon.'

He watched her for a moment, seeing how frustrated she was. "Struggling to find something?"

She looked up, her eyes slightly warming up. "Yeah, nothing feels right. I need something... different. Something that fits my current combat style, but there's nothing here like that."

He smirked. 'She has grown; this is good.'

"What about gauntlets? You've been training with Wren, right? You're fast, and you're learning to hit hard. Gauntlets could enhance that."

Her eyes lit up. "You think so? But I've never used them before..."

"Don't worry about that; they are just gloves. It's not like your fighting style will change. Follow me; I saw some on my way here."

He guided her to a rack where various gauntlets were displayed. Some were sleek and lightweight, designed for speed, while others were bulkier, meant for raw power.

'Ugh, now which ones suit me? I need to choose right.' She hesitated before picking up a pair of light gauntlets. The moment she slipped them on, they adjusted to fit her hands perfectly. She clenched her fists, feeling the surge of energy coursing through them.

"T-these are amazing! I will take them. What do you think?" He looked at them for a moment, noticing how her posture became confident.

"Yeah, those are suited for you. Great choice." Her face lit up; his compliments always made her feel good. "Okay, time to begin our mission. Let's head back to the queen."