The Author's POV

Chapter 469

"Emma Courtney Roshfield..."

The temperature of the room chilled considerably, as Oliver sat up straight.

Propping his elbow on his desk and covering the tip of his mouth with his finger, he coldly asked.

"Repeat the words that you've just said."

"I want to enter 'The fallen pit' dungeon."

Emma repeated with a resolute look on her face.

Despite being subjected to her father's enormous presence, not once did she leave her sight away from him.

Her decision was made and no one could change her mind.

Being her father, Olivier naturally knew just how stubborn his daughter was.

Therefore, he didn't try to change her mind. He simply wanted to understand why she would make such a request.

"Tell me why."

Leaning back on his chair, he crossed his arms.

"Tell me exactly why you want to enter that dungeon."

Staring at her father, Emma bit her lips as her eyes flashed with sadness.

Oliver did not miss this as he brought his body forward.

"...I want to become strong."

Emma earnestly replied with her back straight.

"I'm far too weak to be of help."

Oliver frowned at her words

"You're already rank at the age of twenty, and that is without having any resources. Now that I'm back you don't need to worry about any resources. I think you are worrying too much. You still have so much time to develop."

"That's not what I mean."

Emma cut her father off.

"Dad, I understand that you are trying to help me. However, I need this for myself."

The fact that Ren and Kevin had to give up on their rewards for her, made Emma realize just how much of a burden she was.

Had she not gotten injured, Ren would've most likely picked up the first place reward.

However, because of her situation, he had purposely given up on the tournament for Kevin to win it and give her the elven tear.

She obviously did not buy the whole 'I'm bored' excused that Ren used. Even if he was bored, why would he give up on such clear rewards?

Emma wasn't stupid, and honestly, she was both extremely thankful and sad about the situation.

Thankful for the fact that they would go to such lengths for her, and depressed by the idea that she was the reason why the two of them had to give up on their tournament rewards.

Right then, her father once again spoke.

"...Can I really not change your mind? You know just how dangerous that dungeon is?"

"I know."

Emma nodded her head, clenching her hands tightly.

"If I didn't know, I wouldn't have suggested it."

The fallen pit dungeon.

It was a ranked dungeon owned by the Roshfield household.

It was one of the few dungeons that the Roshfield household closed from the eyes of the public.

The reason for this wasn't because it was dangerous. Although it was dangerous, in terms of danger, it was like any regular ranked dungeon out there.

It wasn't anything worth worrying about.

However, there was a particular feature about it that made it off-limit to the public and members of the Roshfield household.

And that was the fact that once someone got in, they would only be able to come out once they managed to reduce the dungeon energy by half.

There was no time limit, and only once the dungeon energy was cut by half, through killing the monsters inside, would the dungeon once again open up.

No one knew why the dungeon was like that, however, that last factor alone was the reason why most people tended to avoid that dungeon.

In order for someone to kill half of the monsters inside of the dungeon, it would take them at least months at their fastest, and not only that, they needed to survive in that harsh environment for that period of time.

That dungeon was not a place anyone could just go in as they pleased.

"Are you sure Emma?"

Oliver stood up.

in front of Emma, and both of their eyes

"..."

the two spoke during the

for the next minute before Oliver eventually closed

"Alright...."

let out a long

irresponsible of me, but alright, I will do as you say, however, only for

eyes once again, Oliver sternly

are not going to go inside of that dungeon before you reach rank and I personally

"I understand."

Emma nodded her head.

from the very start. She wasn't

felt that she had an adequate shot at surviving did she plan on actually

was planning on using

back and so were the resources, she was

Although she disliked the fact that she had to rely on her father to grow stronger, she

it was available to her, she would naturally take advantage

"Good."

nodded his head in

he softly muttered next

for the past few years, I'm going to try my

body shook

head against her father's chest, she nodded

"Mhm."

***

Sunday night.

—Are you already there?

from the speaker

"Yup."

I nodded my head.

who was currently swinging my arm around and singing in excitement,

are currently near the entrance of the stadium, we will wait

—...Okay.

proceeded

up toward the stadium in

was late into the night, the temperature in Ashton

being said, even though it was warm, I

to say that I was quite recognizable at the

if I used

the mask,

"It's quite loud."

I stared at

extremely noisy as a sea of people headed for

how crowded it was, I squeezed Nola's

sure you

"Um."

with a soft

started swinging it.

it be to

the people from behind and stopping in front of the stadium, I

wait

"Why?"

Nola questioned.

want to wait for

"Yes!"

Nola's face brightened.

"I want sister!"

'How cute.'

caught sight of her

Amanda as I

wasn't really that hard to spot

she instantly attracted the attention of most of the people

back and wearing a thin black shirt coupled with a small black

was the name of the

is she

"So beautiful?"

think I've seen her

be it boy or girl they would stop and stare at

she

a hoodie or a

was too

stares, Amanda's footsteps came

around the place. She was

were was Nola

"Sister!"

quite crowded and Nolas voice was quickly drowned out by the noises, Amanda was able to somehow hear Nola's words as her

lit up and she

"Nola."

"Hehe."

the moment she arrived she bent down and gave Nola a hug causing

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