Unknown Origin Dungeon

Chapter 02

Isaac had slammed the door shut. A few steps later, he arrived at the school. Real knights teach the students. Isaac, on the other hand, was uninterested. He walked around the whole building. There are a lot of pillars that hold everything up. Consistently repeats the same actions. You can hear the birds chirping as they sit atop the tree. Some students are debating the merits of a certain tree. A clear sense of ease is there for the taking. It's to the point where they don't pay any attention to the people around them.

The skyscraper next to Issac drew both of their gazes. Close your eyes and place the book on the pole, facing the sun. Issac inspected the lettering to see whether the water had gotten into it. His fingers traced the paper's surface with their fingertips. It still feels moist when you touch it. That, however, poses no issue. Isaac slid his eyes back into their sockets. The process of flipping through all of the currently available pages. The paper's surface is becoming more and more sticky. Some people were exposed to sewage water spills.

Breathless. Rub any already wet and sticky surface. If only Isaac had mastered his elemental powers. Due to a lack of time and space, this was not possible. Recess time was Isaac's last opportunity to go to the library before classes started again. At most, it lasted for around five minutes. Rest, resentment and disaster remained in store for Issac.

Isaac's corridors started to open as he traveled through them. Sunlight started to beam on the silver-haired guy through the previously impenetrable window. Isaac made a right turn. Avoid the sun. The silver-haired man's thoughts turned to Tristan's comments as he went.

~o0o~

Tristan Carr verified Isaac's test results on every page he read. For some reason, the numbers and letters just keep on coming up with disappointing outcomes. Particularly in the vast majority of disciplines, except for two. God Ila's creation of mysticology, or mythology and history.

Snoring comes from the nose or throat. Every page is accessible. Hands-on with the paper's texture and surface He was surrounded by two fairies who were lighting a candle. Issac's eyesight has been obstructed by a powerful blast of wind coming from behind Tristan. He was in a strange room with no idea where he was.

Issac, Tristan, and a group of fairies spread out around the room in a space. The silver-haired guy is shown the results of the score by the coach. A set of spectacles with a left lens are on Tristan's face. Squeaks coming from the right.

Tristan's eyes widened and then closed twice. This disorganization and aimlessness were left behind when the light flickered. The one next to it was ornamented with a circle. a circle with its points spread out across three sections Dots flash continually in the center. When Tristan saw the paper, he grabbed it. It's best to hold it in the center. The paper was transformed into a number and the handwriting of one of the professors was involved in a matter of a few seconds. Quickly, Tristan's gaze pounced on the information. That was followed by an audible "shhh" sound.

Were history and mysticology ever considered unimportant studies by you, Isaac? Inquired Tristan.

"Would that be considered an issue? No, I've never caused you an issue," Isaac said.

Tristan grumbled on and on. After seeing something secret, he didn't want to bring it up with Isaac.

"You think I'm not aware of this? You're constantly mute and uninterested in what your instructor is teaching you. The fact remains. It is quite OK to answer, "I don't know" when Patrick, the alchemy instructor, inquires about anything. So on and so forth, till you are mocked. Tristan was unsure whether he had made the correct choice by taking him to school.

Issac merely shrugged his shoulders in response. Tristan's statements left Tristan feeling unsure of how to respond. In the chair in front of him, his fingers were twirled and squeezed to the limit. His eyes swung back and forth in a jerky motion. Inhale swiftly and quietly so as not to be seen by others.

The fairies flutter their wings in the air. Isaac's current health status is being monitored. In totality. Nothing unusual occurred. Tristan's head shielded them from view. Close your ears to him. Assuring the other person by lowering the paper and glasses on the table, she whispered something in response. Tristan smiled a slight grin at the fairies. Particles were strewn on the table when the light shined brilliantly. Inducing Tristan to experience the effects of magic. He removed a little object from the center of the chest. The little tube's sealed lid was immediately opened by the left hand. A small stick of cotton he placed in the palm of his right hand with his open fingers. There were three attempts before Tristan was happy. A tube was then used to store and transport the substance more conveniently. Isaac is displaying the findings.

"Make an effort to respond to the question you posed. What is inside the canister?" Inquired Tristan.

There must be some kind of magic powder, right? Isaac answered.

"Right. However, the source of this assault is Nightjelly, a flower used to make burn medication. Mixing well will provide valuable and high-quality products. It's a bummer that this powder has this issue."

Tristan shook the powder in the tube instantly. Shaking his left hand, he emitted the froth. Glass fragments began to shatter. Regarding the wood's finish. There's more depth with time. Isaac squinted his eyes.

Suddenly, the powder transforms into a dangerous material." As well as on any surface, it blisters. Some of the most common materials are metals, woods, and glass. Taking too much of this or using it as an explosive will cause our bodies to explode and kill us. In addition, this is a crime that is not permitted in schools."

In Mr. Patrick's class, you asked me to brew potions.

"Patrick isn't the only one. You must be able to discern the personalities of all of your professors. Experimentation is the only way to learn about a subject in science. Check out what could be valuable to you in the future. To participate, you do not need to be an expert in any field. if you have a dream, follow it to the ends of the earth and never give up "Tristan stated this.

Isaac couldn't feel anything from their remarks. However, the gray-haired guy did an excellent job of caring for the human side of things. Isaac has taken his first steps. His face was contorted in disbelief.

Issac said, "Professor Tristan, your statements make me feel like I'm wasting my time."

Crispy sound of Tristan's chuckle. He didn't expect to be referred to as "Professor," but he is now. However, even though he has not yet taken the test to become a high-level teacher. Isaac's ceiling of the sky was whirling above him. Thousands of stars light up the night sky. To each of the surrounding points of reference.

Finally, the meeting came to a close. As of 12:55 pm, it was already over an hour into the workday. Isaac took a big breath. The hairs on the back of his neck rose straight as he trembled. Five fairies brought water.

After being brought to them, Isaac smiled and said, "Thank you."

Tristan's gaze shifted to the sky. Underneath the paper, write something. He's done it in the Epuni language, as far as I can tell. I'm putting a stamp on an item stating that Isaac will have six months in which to take an admission exam. He will be dismissed from Daponia Academy if he does not comply.

Issac was able to exit the room without uttering a word thanks to the open doors on both sides. In addition, the silver-haired boy was given a cloak of honor and a wand. The door squeaks as it opens. This symbolizes that the door is locked.

~o0o~

It didn't take long to go to class. The only thing that mattered was that he could figure out just one room. The truth is, however, that this is not true.

Three females her age smacked a blonde girl many times. All three ladies have ponytails on all three sides of their hair. The second lady was tall and had a black stick with a curved center that she carried everywhere. The blonde-haired girl was held firmly in my grasp. There are blackheads on his nose and green hairs on both of his eyes in the third, while he has white hairs. Has a height of 160 cm. Because there was no other explanation.

Hurry up and give us the 100 Mogals, you scumbag! If you don't, "you'll know what happens."

“Please… I have no more money to purchase food," the blonde-haired girl on her knees wailed. "As long as it doesn't cost me anything, I'll do it."

When the blonde-haired girl heard "Noisy," a heavy smack was delivered to her right cheek.

He screamed out in agony. His eyes welled up with tears. He couldn't even stand on his own two weak legs. His attention was drawn to a third lady. Sharp, disdainful stares and snubs are followed by a more forceful grab. In the end, the screams didn't cease. The third lady was able to get both arms and other limbs to comply with her therapy.

Come on Sapphire, we have to leave. When it's here for a long time, unpleasant events will start to occur."

Sapphire, the third lady, nods her head in agreement. The blonde-haired girl was the subject of a quick gaze. When the distance became too great, he pushed himself as hard as possible until it was too far away. It was clear from Sapphire's gestures that she didn't want them near him. Steps were taken without looking behind. As soon as he saw the blonde-haired girl, he turned around and accelerated his pace towards her. Sapphire held her cheek firmly in her hands. Glancing at the nasty face of the man in front of me. His lips were getting close to the ear canals of the blonde female.

In the schoolyard at 4 a.m. tomorrow, I'll be waiting for you. Your treasures are also welcome here. If you don't, you'll be smashed to smithereens straight away! Is it something you can make sense of?"

Repeatedly, the blonde-haired girl nodded her head. Sapphire gave him a phony driver's license. Joddie Hopkins and Taylor Stone wrote the script. Sapphire refers to Sapphire's first and second female friends. Furthermore, a girl with a height of 160 cm stood and glanced at the figure of a black robe as she prepared to depart. He heeded the warning. The three of them finally walked away from the blonde-haired female. Without looking back, you've traveled a long distance. He disregarded the sound of a child's cries. Cold looks on their faces as they stomp their feet.

Issac, on the other hand, huddled behind the entrances. Make sure you're paying attention to what's going on around you. Then, he scurried away from the light. Sapphire and his group passed past. The only thing that went off was the fireplace torch. Isaac had no intention of interfering with their discussion. The difficulty is that the torch is being illuminated by a different source.

On the cone, he placed his hand. Black with a tinge of spiciness. Isaac spun around to see what was on the other side of the door. To a road of gloom and doom. A silver-haired young man was carrying a torch, making him impossible to ignore. As firmly as he could, the palm of his left hand clung to it, attempting to bear the heat. Eerie quiet started to fill the air as the sound of nothingness became louder and louder. Isaac took it one step at a time. Slowly, his shoes rubbed. Take a quick look around while there isn't much room.

“Hello… is anybody out there?" Isaac inquired.

Isaac had no choice but to make the nastiest decision possible. I'm stumped. The silver-haired guy did not wish to suffer the same fate. Issac threw rocks at him as he sought to find out what was going on. In the years afterward, he has not been able to face the situation.

But this time things were a little more complicated. Issac took a leap of faith. Continually. Isaac drew his wand from his pocket. The fingers of the right hand reached toward the stars. However, nothing has changed. Finally, Isaac slowed his pace and took his time.

Right in front of him was a rectangular door. The gate is decorated with a peculiar adornment. Epuni language script is obscured by tree roots. The gate remained firmly in place. Issac's approach to the entrance caused the arch to gradually narrow. A massive iron ring sits smack dab in the middle of it all. It's tough to swing since it's hefty. The wood is the same. It has a thicker surface than a typical tree. Isaac took a big breath. He opened the door with a shove. It was an astonishing and horrifying sight that left Issac in a state of disbelief.

~o0o~

Unidentified men were seen resting on the side of the building from a distance. Smiling when there's a way out. Five terrified kids can be seen in the video. His ears were ringing with the piercing cries of terror that only he could hear ringing out of his head. Reynolds was inscribed on the name badge.

It's a mystery dungeon, what's going on here??" Interesting! The question is whether or not you believe he is physically capable "screamed Reynolds as he broke free of the wall.

As Reynold made his way towards the classroom, he ignored the frenzied calls for aid. Making it seem as though no sound but a few kids are chatting away. They just screamed for rescue as one of them exited through their portal.