Comprehensive Man is Wrong, Start with Three Skills

　　Among them, the staff, which is the main weapon, accounts for the majority.

　　With Fron's current income, if you want to get such a top grade, it is impossible for a month or two, and you have to say no to eat or drink.

　　But exploring the dungeon also requires costs, and if you calculate it carefully, this time has to be doubled.

　　This is still an open-ended Frohn, what about ordinary people?

　　"Ah--"

　　Laughing at himself, Fron put the [Water Cang Staff] and started to pack up his costume.

　　Don't think about equipment, wait until you have money.

　　Mainly backpacks.

　　Considering the affinity between himself and Welf, as a guard mage, he does not need too much mobility while providing fire support, so he can be a part-time supporter.

　　"I need a backpack, go find Raul."

　　A candidate came to mind, the good man Raul.

　　"You want to borrow a backpack? Is it for exploring the dungeon?"

　　"Ah, that bag was blown up before, you know it. And--I'm rather strapped for money, so I haven't had time to buy it yet."

　　"I thought it was a big deal, just a bag."

　　"Well, this is enough!"

　　Don't look at Raul usually only know how to be Finn's little tail.

　　He is a serious Lv.4 of the eight books, and all attributes are on average to C rank. Naturally, the backpack he uses cannot be too small.

　　I saw that the size of this backpack is almost 1000*500*500, which belongs to the kind used by professional supporters.

　　The workmanship is also very particular. The leather used is very comfortable to the touch. I don't know what kind of monster's hard leather is made.

　　"Enough, wait for my triumph to invite you to drink!"

　　"Hey, don't set up Flag indiscriminately!"

　　"..."

　　Frohn's face darkened, and he wished he could slap that catgirl Roy to death.

　　"That—that was an accident, ahem."

　　Raul was happy, winking for a while.

　　Mind blowing!

　　Along the way, Frohn's face was black, and his whole body exuded a black miasma that strangers were far away from, which was so terrifying. .

Chapter 23

　　The city of Orali repeats the same street scene every day.

　　Workers left their homes and shops opened their doors.

　　The crowd of adventurers gathered towards the chalk tower, ready to set off to explore the dungeon.

　　Carrying a large backpack and a leather belt with a beautiful scepter hanging diagonally on the side, Frohn finally looked like an adventurer at this time.

　　The two leg pockets also contained the "recovery medicine" and "mental recovery medicine" that the friends who saw him off in the morning had given him, and even Ais also gave her a dagger for the first time.

　　It made Floen dizzy, and thanked everyone quickly.

　　"[Dagger No. 2], this quality—about 1 Farleys? The "Recovery Medicine" costs 1000 Farleys each, and the "Psychic Power Recovery Medicine" is a little more expensive. "

　　"I owe a lot of favors, so I don't have to worry about the debts, just pay them back when I get stronger."

　　After taking a few deep breaths to calm down his chaotic emotions, he held the straps of his backpack with both hands and came to the Tower of Babel.

　　The vast and huge square is shocking every time you stand here, sighing at the skill that is close to God.

　　A red-haired young man had been waiting there for a long time beside the magnificent fountain built by the "famous craftsman" Daedalus. Fron stood in place to observe a circle, soon noticed him, and walked over with a slight smile.

　　"Yo, I'm not late."

　　Welf looked at his suit and nodded:

　　"Ah, I came early. Are you—supporter's attire?"

　　"I forgot to mention it yesterday. I'm a guard and a wizard. Since the two of you are teaming up, it's fine for you to be the vanguard, while I'm in charge of firepower and support."

　　"No problem, it's just the first few floors, I can handle that level."

　　"Okay, let's go then!"

　　The two sides nodded, entered the basement floor of the Tower of Babel side by side, and walked down the spiral staircase surrounding the huge void into the dungeon.

　　On the way, the two had a brief exchange.

　　"It's the first time to form a team, and it is inevitable that there will be some omissions in cooperation. If you believe me, you can rest assured about the defense of the back, and there is the issue of fire support."

　　"The floor we're going to, monsters don't have long-range attack capabilities. As long as you pay attention to your position and formation, and be careful not to be surrounded by monsters, the difficulty of the strategy will be much lower."

　　Speaking of which, Frohn glanced at Welf's weapon and roughly judged his attack range.

　　"How many monsters can you handle at the same time?"

　　"In the case of Shadow of War, four are no problem."

　　Frohn nodded, and then began to assign tasks according to Welf's combat power.

　　"I understand, the four are to the extent that they can handle it, so try to keep the number of attacking two at the same time. If I exceed the warning line, I will be the first to eliminate it."

　　"As for the rest time, keep a 30-minute break and a 5-minute interval, okay?"

　　Welf turned his head to look at him in surprise and asked:

　　"I can't see it, you still have the ability to command."

　　Frohn shrugged. Haven't you eaten pork or seen a pig run?

　　The experience of the previous life can always play a role, and the leader of the group for a few years is not joking with you, right?

　　"Ah, the two of us, you are an avant-garde. The pressure of facing monsters will confuse your mind, and your vision is not as broad as that of a defender like me. It's more appropriate for me to get an overview."

　　"I don't see that you are very reliable. I have never heard of you in the Loki Familiar."

　　"It's just a small person. At my level, there are countless crucian carp crossing the river in the city. Maybe the weak and small human supporters also have particularly good commanding skills."

　　"Hahaha, don't be kidding. If there was such a talent, those powerful families would have been vying for it long ago!"

　　As soon as he finished speaking, Welf saw Frohn looking at him with a weird and abusive smile, so frightened that he choked back the words behind him.

　　"Hey, isn't what you said true?"

　　Frohn's eyes were meaningful, he smiled and said nothing.

　　"Tsk, you. Don't be shy when you're half-speaking. That's why I hate sorcerers like you."

　　"Hey, avant-garde, it's a monster."

　　"I know, it's annoying!"

　　Welf drew the broad, two-handed machete from behind, and charged forward with a loud shout.

　　The first few floors are basically goblins and kobolds of small species. With Welf's ability value close to the upgrade, one person can easily deal with it, and there is no need for Fron's fire support.His job is to collect the magic stones and drop items dropped by monsters.Commonly known as picking up money.

　　Along the way, the two of them were like broken bamboo, and there was no one enemy. Basically, they were cut down with a big knife and directly turned into a crushing battle like flying ash.

　　Welf swung his sword in front, and Frohn carefully observed how he fought.

　　With his terrifying spiritual power, he contrasted with the Tionne sisters in deep memory.

　　Obviously Welf's combat skills and experience are quite rough, but it is not without merit.

　　He is very adaptable to his weapons, and should be a custom-made weapon for himself.

　　The feeling of swinging is quite smooth, and the performance of the weapon makes up for the lack of experience and skills.

　　As for the game or something, it's not at all okay--

　　"what!"

　　The last monster was eliminated with one knife, and he was relieved.

　　"Thirty minutes are up, you can rest for a while. I'll clean the battlefield."

　　Welf nodded and put away his weapon, sitting on the stone and drinking water.

　　"Huh, with the help of supporters, the combat efficiency of the adventurer's wholeheartedness is indeed much higher. It only took half an hour to reach the third floor. I have never experienced this kind of efficiency before."

　　Fron quickly took out the magic stone from the monster's corpse and chatted with him:

　　"It stands to reason that the teammates in the [Hephaestus Family] team with you are definitely not weak, so how can the efficiency be so low?"

　　"Cut, stop talking. Those bastards—"

　　"Ah, because of your ability to create a magic sword, but you stubbornly don't approve of that thing, and you think you've been reckless?"

　　"Well, that's what happened."

　　After putting everything away, Fron smiled and held the purse, felt the weight of the gold coin, and sighed contentedly.

　　"I think, the magic sword is very strong. On both sides of the scale, one is your own life, and the other is the magic sword. How do you choose?"

　　"—Tsk."

　　The red-haired youth with an awkward expression made by Frohn's soul question, simply turned his head away.

　　"Hahaha, let's go."

　　"When you meet a trusted partner, you should understand this kind of thing!"

　　"Hey this guy, he looks about the same age as me, how to talk like an old man."

　　"Are you 16 years old? I'm 4 or 5 years older than you, and I'm a senior. Precious life experience needs to be washed and precipitated over time, understand, junior."

　　As time went on, the cooperation between the two became more subtle, and the efficiency of the strategy began to improve.

　　After splitting the last monster in half, they reached the seventh floor, surpassing the previous record.