My Girlfriend is an S-Class Adventurer

Scanning the inscriptions, Nathalia could easily see that they weren't just grooves in the wall. Through the spacing and perfectionism of the carvings, it was noticeable that those scratches and drawings were some forms of unknown writing.

The Elf ran her hand carefully and noticed their old texture. Her hand, in addition to being smeared with dust, began to tingle a little. She found this feeling strange.

"Luke, try touching it," Nathalia asked the boy.

At first, he was wary about it as he would only get into dungeon stuff when necessary, but in the end, he consented, and with his index and middle finger he touched the symbols. Nothing happened. No sensation.

He got up to cut some more of the webs, and during this lift, he noticed his vision getting fuzzy and the webs getting farther and farther away. In the end, he passed out.

*

"Hey, Meredith!" Ynosuke yelled as he rocked on a wooden chair, sitting. "How do you think Luke is doing?"

"Knowing him, he should have reached Class C by now," John said with a hand on his chin.

"Stop being idiots, Luke is amazing, but moving up in class should take time."

The trio was in the kitchen, bored. Summer was the best season to steal good loads, as they could choose from fruit to jewelry, however, Luke made them promise not to steal anything until his return.

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"Well, luke is pretty handsome, he certainly already conquered the little girl he was going to protect."

"And she probably already won his heart." Ynosuke joked too.

Meredith, who was dusting the cabinets, shivered a little. "Why don't you two stop chatting and go get your rooms ready?!" She squealed angrily, and the two boys, seeing her fiery hair lifted, ran out of the kitchen, giggling.

As she closed the closet, the half-fox's face turned completely red.

'Luke would do it?' She began to wonder if it was possible that bashful Luke could get laid with a young noblewoman.

*

The half-wolf, though unconscious, remained standing like a statue, eyes closed.

"Luke, what's wrong?! Luke! Answer me!" Nathalia was a little desperate, because the boy's skin was hard and icy, like the snow that used to decorate Vasconcelos in winters.

After a few seconds, Luke could hear a distant voice calling out his name.

"Luke! Luke!" He recognized the crying voice, it was Nathalia.

With his mind stunned by a fog that seemed to reverse his thoughts, Luke tried to fight the feeling and even with his strength, it took several seconds to get completely free.

When he got rid of the effect, he was even a little breathless and felt severe pain in his chest.

Nathalia had her right hand raised, ready to slap him. "Y-are you alright?" She questioned awkwardly as she lowered her hand.

"Yeah... Just don't touch it again."

Luke didn't give much thought to how it felt to touch the stone, he just assumed it was a common stun debuff. 'Damn dungeon' complained internally.

"Let's go?" The fat man asked at the same time he put the red-haired girl on his back. He was moving with notorious difficulty, yet Luke trusted in the strength of an E-Class Adventurer.

As they left the cobwebbed chamber, Luke considered setting the place on fire so that other spiders wouldn't come back there, but he knew if he did, the smoke would have no way out and the entire floor would be taken up.

The boy was content to just close the door and hope that no one would find it, which wouldn't be difficult, considering that it was in a very dark part of the second floor, where few people would risk entering.

On the way to the staircase that leads to the first floor, Luke was able to easily kill all the monsters in the nearby corridors. None of the creatures withstood more than two blows from him.

Closely following that tremendous strength of the half-wolf, the fat man in armor had no other reaction than to be amazed at the strength of that half-wolf.

'What the hell is that? How can an F-Class be so strong? He's not even allowed to leave the second floor, and he's so strong already? Half-beasts really are monsters.' Thought the big man, who recognized the cheap metal necklace, typical of the F-Class.

The quartet reached the entrance to the first floor in less than ten minutes. The staircase was filled with E-Class Kobolds, and they were no match for Luke, who snaked between them, dodging all their attacks while slicing them right through the heart.

Halfway up the stairwell, whose climb could take up to five minutes, Lorran returned to the first floor laden with items and heard battle noises coming from behind her.

'Oh shit… they already spawn? These Kobolds are like pests…'

When she looked back, she was startled. In his vision, there was a shadow coming up the stairs while killing all the monsters. The girl had seen many unanswered things within the Dungeon and knew that, in some situations, the best thing to do is to run away.

"Run!" She yelled at the four men in her group. Despite being the smallest, she was the fastest and managed to keep up with the big guys.

However, the shadow seemed faster and faster. As soon as it was reached, the girl with metal arms tried to attack the shadow but recognized a face in the shadow.

"Luke?"

"Why are you running away? We need help. We found two unconscious adventurers."

The others caught up with Luke, Lorran, and their group a short time later. With their help, it was even faster to get to the elevator.

As the first floor was pitch black, the four men in Lorran's group lit up and battled simultaneously, while Luke rested for a while. They were already almost Class-D and had great sync, so the first floor wasn't challenging anymore.

The moment they reached the elevator, Lorran yelled, "Oliver! Get that shit up! We have a wound here!"

When they went up to the ground floor, a doctor from the guild itself went to help the unconscious redhead and, with the help of her assistant, took her to a separate room. Nendou saw the commotion of adventurers around the elevator and left his station to go check what was going on.

When he saw the half-wolf without his cloak, he already suspected that he had done something and, without asking anything, he cut through the crowd and grabbed the boy's collar.

"What the fuck you did?!" he yelled angrily.