Chapter 15
The ash-gray insects crawling across the ground all vanished into the cracks between the rocks at once.
Chaeho stopped just before taking another step and focused on the movement of the air.
A disgusting stench was spreading through the damp smell unique to the cave, like blood mixed with smoke.
There had been no information in the Association’s data about any monster that gave off this kind of smell.
He immediately lowered his body and hid behind a huge pile of rocks.
Keeping one hand around the hilt of his sword, he calmed his breathing and looked around.
Heavy footsteps echoed from the darkness deeper inside the cave.
Thump. Thump.
The vibrations shaking the ground were far too heavy to be the footsteps of an ordinary beast.
A moment later, a massive figure slowly emerged from the darkness.
Chaeho narrowed his eyes.
It was enormous and walked on two legs.
Its long arms and hunched back resembled an ordinary troll.
But the similarities ended there.
Its body was much larger than that of a normal D-rank troll. More importantly, its entire skin was grotesquely swollen and had hardened like black stone.
It was a mutated individual.
The heavy sense of danger coming from the creature was completely different from anything those Ratmen had given off.
Judging by its size and muscle mass alone, it was already close to the level of a low-tier C-rank monster.
Chaeho had no idea why something like this was hiding inside a supposedly stable D-rank dungeon.
But this was not the time to worry about that.
Let's go back.
Chaeho didn't recklessly draw his sword just because his fighting spirit had been stirred.
He quickly organized the situation in his mind.
He had only come here today to test his fundamentals and the practical applications of his Skill.
There was no reason for him to risk his life fighting a monster that clearly exceeded the dungeon's normal standards.
Retreating whenever the situation turned bad was one of his absolute rules.
He mentally retraced the path he had taken.
At the third fork, there was a collapsed stalactite pillar. From there, he could take the shortest route directly toward the entrance.
If he quietly withdrew right now, he could leave the dungeon without the monster noticing him.
Chaeho carefully stepped backward.
But then the mutated troll changed direction and slowly began walking.
Chaeho stopped again when he saw where it was heading.
The creature wasn't going deeper into the cave.
It was heading outward.
Toward the exit.
If he left it alone, that monster would soon reach the beginning of the dungeon.
This was a stable D-rank Gate where groups of one to four people were allowed to enter.
Beginner Hunters could come here for personal training just like he had.
Low-rank Hunters who had only recently formed their first parties might enter at any moment to gain experience.
Chaeho remembered the parties he had once belonged to.
People like him, porters and support personnel stationed in the rear, were completely helpless if the front line collapsed.
If a C-rank-level monster like this started rampaging through a narrow passage, they wouldn't even be able to escape.
They would be reduced to bloody lumps of flesh.
Chaeho lowered his gaze toward his sword.
First, he checked his stamina.
He had already dealt with the Ratmen, but he wasn't out of breath, nor were his muscles tired.
Next, he estimated how much time remained for his Skill.
Against such a stupidly huge opponent, as long as he identified its attack patterns and weak points, he could fight while activating his Skill only for brief moments.
He had more than enough time.
I can do this.
This wasn't a reckless gamble.
It was a calculated judgment based on solid reasoning.
With his fundamentals and the combat senses he had trained to their limits, slipping through the openings of such a large monster was entirely possible.
Chaeho quietly stepped out from behind the rock where he had been hiding.
The faint crunch of gravel beneath his foot instantly made the mutated troll stop.
Its thick neck creaked as it turned its head toward Chaeho.
Savage killing intent flashed within its bloodshot red eyes.
Chaeho stood directly in its path, his sword hanging loosely at his side.
"Where do you think you're going?"
ROOOAAARRR!
The mutated troll unleashed an ear-splitting roar.
Sharp fragments of stone rained down from the cave ceiling.
Saliva dripped from its mouth as it raised a fist almost as large as a small house and charged straight at him.
Each time its massive feet crushed the ground, powerful vibrations traveled up through Chaeho's feet.
It rushed toward him with enough force to resemble a charging tank.
Its speed was shockingly fast for something so huge.
But Chaeho didn't retreat.
He waited until the muscles in the troll's shoulder swelled to their limit.
Time Slow.
A switch flipped inside his mind.
Everything in the world suddenly slowed to an extreme degree, as though all movement had been submerged in thick water.
Rooooooaaaar—
The mutated troll's furious roar stretched into a strange, agonized growl.
Within his calm field of vision, Chaeho carefully examined every part of its body.
Its right shoulder pulled far backward.
Its waist twisted.
The thick muscles in its calves swelled to the point that they looked ready to burst.






