Robert starts walking towards the magicians. As he slowly walks towards them, the swordsman comes and attacks with a jab which gets promptly blocked. Robert retaliates with a jab of his own which misses because the swordsman sidesteps behind Robert, but gets bashed by Robert's heater shield. When he's stunned, Robert swings his mace but misses because the swordsman recovered in time.

"You little shit! Stop your blocking and fight me like a man!"

"Die like a man or live to see another day! I'm quite happy about living another day!"

An icicle hits his shield again and while Robert blocks the icicle, the swordsman jabs at Robert, but Robert dodges and retaliates with shield bash which temporarily stuns the swordsman and while he is stunned, Robert bashes his head open with his mace, which leaves 2 crappy magicians and 1 healer left.

"You little fucking shits, I'm going to turn your skull into paper for trying to kill me."

Robert turns to the magicians and healer and starts walking towards them.

"Holy Shit!"

Both magicians and the healer start running towards the exit.

"Fucking Jackasses."

Robert checks his status.

"Status."

Name: Robert Gray Stats: HP: 273/398 Strength: 56 Class: Merchant Level: 18 MP: 56/56 Defense: 63(+8) Age: 6,024 Stamina: 148/259 Speed: 47(-4)

"Real bastards, they took a chunk out of my Stamina and health. Well, I guess I can loot these 2." Robert walks up to the 2 dead bodies and starts checking what they have on them.

"Let's check out what they had for me."

Acquired Items: Crude Enhanced Iron Longsword, 1 Crude Iron Longsword, 1 Worn Steel Axe, 3 Worn Leather Vest, Weathered Tower Shield, 3 Worn Leather Pouches, and184 Copper Coins.

"These items are pretty worn out. Must have been planning on using the money to repair or replace their gear." Robert grabs the gear and hopes his spine doesn't break under the pressure of multiple items.

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"Better get out of here before I get ambushed or some shit. I don't want to die just because my greed took over." Robert starts walking out of the dungeon. Naturally carrying items that have blood on them is a quick way to get suspicion from the guards.

"Why are you carrying items with blood on them?"

"I got attacked by other adventurers and I had killed them." Robert is clearly suspicious as all hell, so the guards take him into jail for further questioning.

"So tell us why'd you kill other adventurers? We have a Lie Detector Orb so don't even try getting out of this with a lie."

"Alright so when I picked up a quest to kill scorpions, I got confronted by a group of 6 other adventurers and they told me how they paid for it even though it was on the board."

"Hmm, the orb isn't responding to his statement, must be true then. Alright, you're free to go and don't cause trouble again."

"Alright." As Robert says that, he gets freed outside his jail cell and he heads straight towards Galot's Blacksmith. As he walks down the road, he finds himself at a line outside of Armor Glamour. He walks up towards the building but is stopped by another adventurer.

"Hey man, you can't cut the line."

"Sorry, I was going to talk to Galot. He said he would replace my armor."

"Well, you have to wait in line to get your mail replaced."

"No no no, I came with him inside Glock, and when I unloaded all his materials he said he would replace my armor."

"Bullshit, I bet you just want to cut the line."

"Too bad, I'm gonna see if he finished my armor."

"You bitch, you want to fight?"

"Hey kid, I don't want to fight you, I just want to get my armor that's probably already been made."

The kid pulls out his longsword, but Galot comes out.

"Hey kid, if you want me to take your order, put your fucking longsword down!"

"He said that you had his armor. I believe he's bullshitting."

"Well, he isn't bullshitting so get your ass back in line!"

The kid is surprised, but he does what Galot says and when Robert walks past him, he gives him a huge glare. Robert walks past the kid and walks inside the blacksmith.

"So where's my armor Galot?"

"I got it here in the back. Unlike your original plate armor, it's made of much better metal. I didn't know if you wanted to paint your armor purple, but I did."

"Thanks for making a new set of armor and no, I don't particularly care for the color of my armor."

"Well come back here and take a look at your new Purple Plate armor. Nothing special like a built-in spell cannon on the arm or anything."

They both walk at the back of the shop and they stop at a full plate armor in purple paint.

"Hey, just a question, what metal did you make it out of?"