Alexia

“You really need a break, Lexi,” Astrid says with a frown as I sit next to her on top of the wall surrounding the city, the two of us ignoring the guards who gawk as they walk by during their patrols. “You’ve been moving nonstop, constantly fighting and risking your life ever since the start of the System Reset.” Her frown grows. “Not even just at the Reset, you’ve been working yourself tirelessly since you entered the academy before the Reset.”

I lean back, placing my arms behind me as I sigh.

“I’m sorry, but I can’t do that,” I tell her while looking at the rising sun in front of us. “Not until I hit a wall.”

Astrid snorts and shakes her head before asking, “And when will that be?”

I don’t say anything for several seconds before eventually answering, “Probably when I reach Tier 4 and can’t find any Tier 4 dungeons.”

Tier 4 dungeons are different from other types of dungeons after all. They vanish and reappear almost at random, and are extremely rare and few in-between.

To the point that I haven’t seen a single one despite traveling through both Dimensional Blocks #108 and #109.

At most I’ve seen a few Tier 3 dungeons.

Dungeons that I’ll be heading to later.

“Just take a single day off, please,” Astrid says, making me completely avoid her gaze which I know will be a pleading one. A face she rarely ever makes.

“I’m sorry,” I tell her before raising my fist in front of me and clenching it. “I can’t stop now. Not if we want our peace and quiet.”

Silence fills the wall for several seconds, eventually leading me to look back at Astrid. And what I find surprises me.

She has a tear going down her face that has me immediately panicking as I raise my arms and then realize I don’t know what to do with them, so I just ask, “What’s wrong?!”

“You remembered the promise,” she says, making me blink for a moment before I calm down and nod my head.

“Of course,” I respond, my panic turning into a grin instead. “We’ll find a life of peace and quiet where no one will bother us or anyone we care about. Where no one can bother us.”

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And to do that I have to grow as strong as possible. Even if I have to risk my life and sanity to do it.

Neither of us say a word for a while before Astrid eventually sighs and says, “Just make sure you’re safe, alright?”

I don’t answer her. Instead I pat her on the shoulder and stand up before teleporting away.

And I don’t even need to be there to know that she sighed after I left.

Because this has become a common situation over the years, albeit not to this degree.

Both she and Gramps are always worrying about me overworking myself and never stopping. But I just can’t stop.

Not only do I need to fulfill that promise, but I’d feel empty if I wasn’t doing something. Even if I’m just following a whim during whatever I’m doing. It still temporarily fills that emptiness.

I take a deep breath before letting it out and beginning to teleport through the air towards the closest Tier 3 dungeon. Which isn’t close in the slightest, considering that I found it around halfway across the Dimensional Block.

It’s rather annoying how rare Tier 3 dungeons are.

I continue teleporting through the air, passing by one island after another until I pause, making me begin falling down towards the island underneath me. Because the magical communication item that was given to me by Varsac is buzzing.

So after a brief hesitation, I teleport down to the ground, ignoring the sight of the monsters nearby running for their lives, and grab the device that looks suspiciously like a phone. Then I press the accept call button on it and raise it to my ear.

Just seconds later a voice comes from the other side. One belonging to Varsac.

“Lady Reaper, I am calling to show my appreciation for your dealing of the Cataclysm Class monster of the Dimensional Block. If you have anything you would like from me, I will grant it to you.” The man says without hesitation, apparently rather happy that I dealt with it.

Then again, it makes sense that he would be. The Cataclysm Class monster was literally destroying islands, so it would be weirder if he wasn’t happy about it.

Didn’t really think much about the other people in the Dimensional Block when I killed it, to be honest.

I purse my lips and think about what I might want from him before an idea comes to mind.

“Tell me about any Tier 3 dungeons you know of in the Dimensional Block, along with any Tier 4 dungeons that appear over time,” I tell him with a smile on my face.

That’ll work. Will make things easier to find them if an entire kingdom is searching for me.

“Very well,” he says before the man quickly begins listing out a bunch of Tier 3 dungeons along with what elemental alignments they have. And after listening to him for a while, I come to a decision on which dungeon I want to try next. Then the call ends and I begin making my way Northeast, towards the dungeon in question.

This dungeon in particular is a death element aligned dungeon.

A dungeon I should have full immunity to most of the worst effects for. Since death magic has a large focus on spiritual damage, along with necrosis. But I’ve already gotten the adaptation to the necrosis from my time in Dimensional Block #109, so that won’t be an issue either.

I grin as I think of the dungeon.

And along with that, I also know of a shadow aligned Tier 3 dungeon that I should be able to get something pretty good for Astrid.

But I’ll go to that one after I level up a bit in the death aligned dungeon.

For now, back to traveling.