Dungeon Raider System

Chapter 102 : West gate

"Why is Nika not coming?" Sam asked, seemingly dejected by her absence.

"I don't trust her one bit, besides, she would only make things more difficult for us by drawing too many cryptids. Even though she doesn't look like it, she's still a heavenly rank." Uriel shrugged as he entered the Cryptid hunting agency.

Sam was surprised to learn that Nika was actually a heavenly rank. She was beautiful and fit, which could be considered signs of a heavenly rank hunter, but she acted subservient to Uriel the whole time.

Something like that didn't make any sense considering how Uriel was an evolved up until not too long ago and only recently became an ascended, but even an ascended was a full rank beneath a heavenly. He wanted to inquire about this, but they were already inside the agency and there was no time for such matters.

The place was exactly the same as it had been the other times Uriel visited. There were the signs, the tough looking hunters crowding the place, even the receptionist was the same. But now it felt smaller and less imposing and he found himself to be relaxed and comfortable in that place.

"Good morning, how may I help you?" The receptionist said mechanically. It was too early and she felt like she was in autopilot.

"Hello, I'd like to form a party." Uriel said.

"Alright! I need your hunter card and... wait! You're that kid!" The woman behind the counter exclaimed. "You abandoned your companions in the middle of a fight and yet you have the gall to come back here and ask to form a party!? How shameless!" Her outburst called for the attention of the hunters in the hall and they glared daggers at Uriel.

"I'd like to form a party anyways." Uriel said, completely unfazed by her rant.

"Who did you trick into joining you this time? Who can be so stupid as to join a treacherous bastard like you?" She scoffed.

"It's a must!" Sam hurriedly say.

"No, we won't be needing armor." Luna replied. "We won't be able to afford advanced armor yet. The cheap kind is... uhm... uncomfortable to wear and not really effective, in other words it'd be a waste of money. The same applies to weapons, especially considering the only one with experience with firearms is Uriel and his aim is...

defective."

Sam really wanted to buy some armor, but if he used his own money to buy it his family would know he went hunting and that was something he preferred to keep a secret. If his father found out about this he'd probably scold him for playing around and avoiding his studies.

Left with nothing to do in the Cryptid hunting agency, the group grabbed their respective batteries, backpacks, lanterns, flares and miscellaneous supplies and exited the city through the main gate.

The first part of the trip was slow, but also quite enjoyable as they were able to fully appreciate the sights. Nature was brimming al around them as it claimed for itself the land humanity lost. Weeds sprouted all over, bushes surrounded the path thy walked and trees could be seen at a distance.

Last time they passed through there, they were riding on the back of an armored vehicle along with veteran soldiers. Now, they were just a bunch of kids walking with barely enough supplies to last for a few days, and yet they felt much more confident than last time.

Even the scaredy Sam walked with a wide smile on his face.

"There's nothing on sight at the moment." He said confidently.

The reason why they were so relaxed, of course, was because now they all had traits. Even if they weren't carrying any weapons with them, safe for Uriel who still had his trusty Magnum revolver stored inside his museum, they were certain they could defeat anything they encountered.