All-in-One System: All I Need is Erotic Coins

Damian returned to the carriage, the smell of blood heavy in the air. Inside, he found Elena, June, Luna, and Kai, who had been watching over the carriage to ensure nothing happened.

"So, how did it go?" Elena asked.

"All good," Damian said. "I saved the sister of that girl who was faking an injury on the road, and of course, I killed all the bandits. Let's continue our journey."

Only 20 minutes had passed from the moment they stopped to when Damian returned. The process of ending the lives of all the bandits had been easy for him, and they resumed their travels.

The situation with Kai took a sharp turn after that. He stopped badmouthing Damian, and a hint of respect could be seen in his eyes after witnessing Damian's strength and cold-heartedness.

The rest of the journey was quiet, and nothing happened in the next two days. They had to sleep in the carriage again both nights on the road, just like before, and cook over a campfire.

But then they found a tavern, and everyone wanted a real bed and good food, so they decided to stay there for the night. The tavern was close to the road with a big sign that said, "J.J Tavern."

The building was made of wood and had two floors. Once inside, Damian saw that there weren't many people there. It was a tavern for travelers, after all.

"How many rooms do you have?" Damian asked the man behind the counter.

The man was busy cleaning some beer mugs but still answered, "We have two right now. Do you want them?"

Two rooms weren't perfect, but it was better than sleeping in the carriage, so Damian said yes and paid for one night. Kai and his sister, June, would share one room, while Elena, Damian, and Luna would take the other.

They checked the rooms first before going back downstairs to feed their horse – the one pulling their carriage – and to get something to eat. The first floor of the tavern had food and drinks for anyone, whether they were staying there or not.

While eating, Damian couldn't help but overhear the whispers around them, and some people were already talking about what he did.

"Did you hear there was a bloodbath not far from here? A whole gang of bandits was killed!"

"What? Really? Do you know which gang?"

"I think it was the Tiger Fang group. People say the road was covered in bodies with their heads cut off, and that it took them a while to clean it up. They're saying that one person did all of that, alone."

"A-Alone? No way! It would take a whole group to wipe out the Tiger Fang gang. They're definitely lying about that one."

Damian didn't know what to think when he heard the rumors. He was shocked that word had spread so quickly.

"News sure travels fast around here," he remarked, a hint of amusement in his voice.

"Yep, it does," Elena agreed, savoring a bite of her ground beef. "Especially something that big. Anyway, we're finally getting close to our destination. How are you feeling about it?"

Damian glanced at her, then back down at his plate, a mix of emotions swirling within him. "Excited, I guess. But also a little nervous. I just want to figure out what's really going on. Do you think we'll have to leave the tenth floor?"

Elena paused, considering his question. "I think so, yes. But the good news is that we have a plan. Imagine if we didn't."

Damian let out a frustrated sigh. "Damn it..."

He had left Earth to escape the freezing temperatures, and now the other dungeon floors were starting to freeze too. It was a chilling thought, both literally and figuratively. What if all the floors froze, trapping everyone inside? Would they all die?

After all the effort he had put into becoming stronger, Damian couldn't let that happen. He would do whatever it took to stop it.

"We'll figure it out," Elena said, sensing his distress. "We always do."

Damian nodded, a renewed determination in his eyes. "Yeah, we will."

As they finished their meal, the tavern's atmosphere grew livelier. A bard appeared, his lute in hand, and began playing a lively tune. The patrons clapped and cheered, some even rising to their feet to dance.

Damian watched the scene with a small smile. Despite the looming threat, he found a sliver of comfort in the simple joys of life.

After enjoying the bard's song, Damian slipped away to check on his horse and carriage. Everything appeared to be in order, with the horse resting comfortably in the stable. Still, Damian wanted to ensure their safety and sought out a tavern worker.

"Would you mind keeping an eye on my carriage and horse for the night?" he asked. "I'll pay you extra for your trouble."

The worker, a burly man with a friendly grin, nodded. "No problem, sir. I'll take good care of them."

Reassured, Damian made his way to his room. The journey had been exhausting, but he would finally reach his destination tomorrow. He knew it was only the beginning of a new adventure.

When he arrived in the room, Elena and Luna were already there, sharing the king-sized bed the tavern had. It was the only bed available to them.

"I will sleep on the floor or in one of the chairs," Damian said.

The girls just couldn't let him rest there after everything that happened. He deserved a proper bed, and the bed had enough size for all of them.

"Just sleep here with us," Elena said, "The bed is big enough so that we are far from each other. It is not like we all hadn't been sleeping like that in the tiny carriage."

Damian did what she said and went to bed with them to rest for the night. It felt nice being so close to two lovely and beautiful girls.