Infiltrating the dwarven city had been a success.
After Ryan separated from his companions, he headed to the caves to serve as an escort for the dwarves.
Though the material gathering group actually considered that he might be a burden, simply due to the fact that he registered as a B-rank adventurer when entering the city.
However, that feeling of contempt toward him changed when the dwarves witnessed how the Bergs died in the blink of an eye.
'A Mollek?' Ryan thought as he saw the beast approaching him. 'It looks more like... a minotaur? With an appearance like that, it could very well be a dungeon boss.'
While the Mollek approached them, five of the dwarves took off running—
"Hey, stop! We have to help this young man; we already saw that he's strong. But a Mollek will be a problem even for him." However, the dwarves who ran did not stop and disappeared into the caves.
"Calm down, it's not that big of a deal. I already told you I would handle it, didn't I?"
