After bidding farewell to the Slime King, the Hero raced through the forest.
The Gleaming Scale Serpent was naturally left behind; it regretfully could no longer coil around the Princess, but closely followed her.
As a Magic Creature, its speed of movement in the forest was actually not slow.
Although the Hero still felt somewhat weak, she increased the circulation of her Magic Power as much as possible to enhance her physical abilities.
The emerald green Holy Mark above her bare feet thus appeared, leaving a beautiful trail among the treetops and fallen leaves.
[Through real combat, the Hero's insight of the Martial Monk (Assault +50, loss of sanity -20, +100 gains a common skill)]
D100+30=d100(3)+30=33
Apart from nearly steaming from embarrassment, the Hero indeed wished to hurry back to the village.
And the Martial Monk... what about the Martial Monk?
If someone asked the Hero, who had just woken up, she would probably show a confused expression.
You are a Martial Monk.
