I Was a Loner, but My Class Got Summoned to Another World… - Chapter 86 - Dracone Ridge

It took two warp gates for the class to reach the labyrinth city, Dracone Ridge.

The large city was built around the labyrinth, with adventurers and merchant guilds surrounding the massive stone entrance, which was protected by a defense array.

The array formed a huge bubble that prevented monsters from escaping and reaching the town.

This happened several times a day and became a sort of spectacle for the common people who dared not enter the dangerous place.

Knights and top adventurers were sent to kill these monsters, displaying flashy skills.

As soon as they arrived, they were confronted with five chained beasts that had managed to escape.

Brian didn’t waste time asking why and quickly forced Lisa and two others to join him in the fight.

“Let’s go. It looks like we will finally have some fun after being without prey for so long,” the blond boy smiled, though the tips of his hair were beginning to look as if they were dyed red as his power rose.

Lisa had no choice but to follow the kid. She knew he was her ticket to get stronger, even if she hated his guts by now.

As Brian got stronger, he became more cocky.

This time, it showed as he backflipped into action—an unnecessary move that put him in danger while his team wasn’t prepared.

Lisa had yet to cast defensive spells on everyone to shield them from damage.

Their tank had yet to don his full armor, and the mage had was only now starting to cast a spell that would work against the fast creatures they had to face.

The beasts they were fighting were bipedal, goat-like creatures with muscular torsos, large arms, and very sharp horns.

Three of these monsters were stomping about, readying their posture to charge and headbutt different members of the party.

Brian managed to land a kick on the back of one of the creatures, causing it to tumble.

However, the beast used earth magic to create a spike of earth to hold on to, while one of its companions helped peel Brian off. Discover stories at My Virtual Library Empire

The third beast charged toward the party’s tank, Chris, who held up a sturdy shield.

He was only pushed back five centimeters, while the mage Mia finally readied a penetrative wind spell that could pierce through steel, breaking even the sturdy earth walls the goatman created like thin ice.

“Let me add another layer of barriers, Chris. The ones I cast broke,” Lisa yelled to the tank, who looked at the two markings on his shield from the goat’s sturdy horns.

“Thanks, Lisa. I will be needing them. Those horns look dangerous. Let’s hurry and help Brian,” Chris replied while bashing his shield and activating a provoke skill.

“Please give me time to cast. I need to focus for at least a minute; any less and their shield walls will render my skills useless.”

Brian was still dancing between the two other goatmen. His punches easily broke off pieces of their horns, but they grew back as quickly as they broke off, created by earth magic instead of bone.

“Alright, let’s stop playing,” Brian suddenly jumped in the air and cast two spells that let him soar even higher, using fire to propel himself. He did the same as he descended, and with the momentum, rushed into one of the beasts like a comet.

“Well, there goes rocketman, never fears hurting himself with you here, Lisa,” Chris said while watching the destructive power the flames caused.

“Guess he will be needing new gloves… I don’t think this kingdom will be able to afford making him new mithril gloves every time he breaks them,” Mia said, stopping her casting.

“And so… this battle is over. Did anyone level up at least?” Lisa asked while putting her staff away, which helped quicken her casting speed.

As soon as the battle ended, everyone returned to the class as they heard the crowd cheer.

Brian, who never shied away from attention, raised his hands and let bursts of fire flow like sprinklers.

“Show off,” Chris said as he placed his equipment away.

“Are you all okay? Thankfully, nothing serious happened. I will have to talk to Brian about his actions,” Ms. Claire angrily commented as she saw how the boy had dragged his team into a fight unprepared.

An hour later, the class was guided to a small inn.

Some of the guys stayed on the bottom floor, where merchants began to offer them gear and rare items while crowds began forming to see the heroes.

Lisa used the rest of the time to try to contact Logan.

During the trip, her owl Orus showed signs of distress; she thought it was due to the change in temperature.

The warm southern region was arid and always sunny.

But after days of nonstop shaking, her owl still seemed sick.

Lisa tried using every spell she knew and even potions, but the bird wouldn’t move, staying in its cage without making a sound.

Worried about Orus, she realized that during the trip, she had also felt somewhat sick.

Since many others felt the same after seven days in carriages, she assumed it was a normal reaction.

And yet, the marking on her finger had begun to fade, which brought her doubt about Logan.

The boy did not contact her.

She sighed once again after her communication attempt failed and looked at her bird, who was beginning to eat.

She then glanced at her finger and saw that the marking was just like before—the red tattoo glowed a few times as it had done previously.

[What do you think, is Logan doing fine?] Lisa communicated with the bird.

[Fine, good, more seeds] It communicated while stretching its wings.

“Alright, let me bring more. It’s good to see you’re doing better now.” Lisa smiled while trying to put the communication device away.

Just then, it glowed brightly, signaling someone was trying to contact her.

[Who is it?] She closed her eyes to concentrate.

[Sorry I did not talk to you sooner, hey there Lisa.] She saw Logan smiling while looking at himself in the mirror.

[Good to see you’re doing well, what took you so long, idiot!] She mentally took a jab at the boy, trying to avoid looking at a reflective surface.

The young lady hadn’t expected the boy to call and had forgotten to changed out of her dirtied attire, ruined by the afternoon’s battle.

Both youths then began speaking to each other.

The owl, having finished eating, stared at its master who lay on her bed, rocking her feet.

Happiness radiated from her every action.