Dungeon Of Pride, Laplace

It was not a lie, Simon truly believed that the strength of this mysterious woman was quite high to completely elude his senses and given her strength, it was not a surprising statement.

Taking a deep breath, he tried to calm his wildly pounding heart. There was no point in getting anxious at this stage, if her objective was to kill him, he would have been dead already. The fact that she didn't, shows that she had something else in mind.

While Simon was calmly evaluating his present situation, the mysterious woman decided to initiate the conversation "Let me give you a piece of advice… whatever you are thinking in your mind, do not let your expression reveal it. This is simply providing others with important information… 'what could be the objective of this person, why did she reveal herself to me?' I can clearly read everything from your expression. Mind you I'm not using any skills… right let me show you something".

Simon felt a sudden gust of wind from his right and immediately turned his head only to find nothing. While he was contemplating what the mysterious woman wanted to do, he suddenly heard a sound coming from his left.

"You were constantly following the direction of my voice and looking right, it was plainly obvious in your face… sniff… sniff… kyaaaaaaaaa~"

Midway through her sentence, the mysterious woman suddenly screamed. To his surprise, the sound came from his left however, what was even more astounding was that the sudden presence that he felt, came not from his left or right but instead from his front. 

Turning towards the presence, he finally saw the mysterious woman reveal herself.

The woman in front of him could only be described as soul stunning beauty.

Lustrous white hair like the early snow of the winter night fell behind her shoulders and extended till her narrow waist. She had two pairs of magnificent glimmering eyes that seemed to hold the essence of the world within them.

Her two tangerine pupils, clear like crystals, held enough splendour to even outshine the radiance of the sun, her two white thin and curvy eyebrows, were similar to the pair of crescent moons. Her glossy white skin that shined under the sun, looked beguiling to the extreme.

Pink lips that looked like the petals of the most delicate flower and her nose that seemed to be sculpted with utmost care was high and mighty with an innate nobility.

Her body was voluminous and exquisite like ripened juicy peach ready to be eaten with a faint sense of danger seeping out. Each and every curves of her body was perfect to the point of breath-taking.

She was wearing a crimson dress made out of some exquisite material that tightly clung to her body and highlighted her curves even more. The lustrous white hair of her moved with every movement of her body and naughtily brushed her perky bottom.

The fullness of her breast and her splendid figure was laced with an allure that could mesmerise billions of people in an instant and her subliminal charm was hard to resist.

The moment Simon gaze landed on her body, it was hard for him to tear it away.

Her jade white legs was suspended around half an inch from the ground and her body was only a few meters away from him. At this moment, the mysterious woman was pointing at him with trembling hands and a shocked expression covered her face.

It seems at this moment she herself had forgotten the advice she was trying to impart on Simon.

"You… You… how shameless! What is with that repugnant smell? Don't tell me you haven't taken a bath for more than a year" right after saying that, she hurriedly distanced herself and stared daggers at him.

Ah… now that she had mentioned it, Simon remembered that he was still covered in monster excrement which he used to deceive the keen noses of the Diluvian High Orcs.

It was no wonder that the mysterious woman lost her composure and revealed her presence the moment the smell assaulted her nose. Although he himself felt the smell repulsive, there was no helping it. If he removed the smell using the wind magic, he would be under the radar of the High orcs with their keen sense of smell.

Unlike the mysterious woman who could completely mask her presence even while being so near, Simon had no such options available to him.

The [Hide Presence] skill which was a base tier Normal skill, could somewhat mask his aura but it was impossible to completely remove his presence from the surrounding.

While he was still delving on his thoughts, the woman pointed at him annoyed by his calm reaction. "Hey are you deaf? What is with that smell? Do something about it". She was acting just like a little girl who had seen something unpleasant.

Finding the situation a little amusing, a craftly light flashed deep in his eyes and he immediately came up with an idea.

"How very rude. This is my natural scent" Simon said as he approached a bit closer. Her face visibly paling, the woman's whole body started trembling as she hurriedly tried to distance herself once again.

"Y-You dare make fun of me? Do you believe that I won't end your pathetic life?". Her voice was panicked and her previous composure with which she was talking to him earlier was nowhere to be seen.

"Eh? Did this miss say something? I was so distracted that I couldn't hear you properly" Simon said as he again approached a few steps closer. His plan was working, now that the mysterious woman got a sniff of that repugnant smell, she was afraid of him approaching closer to her.

Her reaction alone told him that her current mind was tangled enough to not think clearly or else he wouldn't have been able to pull this plan. He was now sure that the woman in front of him though powerful, was a flower grown in a conservatory. She had never come in contact with unscrupulous people.

The way she was behaving was just like a little girl who was afraid of insects. A woman like that no matter how powerful they were would they be able to kill the insect they are afraid of? The answer was clear to him.

Although Simon's self-esteem took a hit when he thought about that, all was fine as long as he could scare her away.

As he approached her step by step, the woman finally gave up "Wait… wait I give up. Don't approach any closer, I'm sorry for sneaking up against you". Her body was trembling non-stop and her face was as pale as a paper.

Now that he had achieved the desired result, Simon stopped in his tracks. His face was calm on the surface internally though, it was bleeding out from her reaction. If it wasn't for the situation needing him to use such a method to hide his tracks, he would have never done it.

"Apology accepted. Now would you care to explain what your objective behind coming here is?"

Simon asked his question while using Analysis on her. The result was as he had expected, everything was covered in question marks and he couldn't gain any useful information.

The woman glared hatefully at him before snorting and ignoring his question altogether.

Her reaction made him arch his brows, he took another step when "Wait… wait I cannot tell you my objective for coming here; however, I can at least tell you that I have no intention of meddling with the battle that you are eyeing. I came here out of curiosity and to kill some time".

The woman hurriedly replied trying to stop Simon from approaching any closer.

'No intention of meddling with the battle huh' he squinted his eyes and thought whether the woman was telling the truth or not. If he took her words for face value, she was only here to seek some fun and stumbled across the battle between Orc General and the Lightning Draconic Serpent.

While Simon had encountered a mysterious woman who was silently observing the battle just like him, the battle started to progress once again.

The Lightning Drconic Serpent which was buried under the meteor, finally surfaced out of the crater and roared at its assailants within uncontrolled fury. Its shiny black scales were cracked and blood was seeping out from them continuously, the impact from the meteor dealt a heavy damage onto it and shaved quite a bit of its hp.

Its former regal appearance was now covered in dirt and battered while its aura had marginally decreased.

"Dammit it survived even after taking the attack of Sir Berigard head on" Belmarch shouted in annoyance as he observed the Lightning Draconic Serpent. Bellock was the same as it too had hard time believing that even after their attack landed on its body, it was still standing tall and menacing.

Unlike the other high orcs who had shocked expressions plastered on their face, Berigard calmly observed his enemy before commenting "Lightning Draconic Serpent, I don't believe my attacks did nothing but break your scales. You must be severely injured internally. If we continue this battle one of us is destined to fall".

"However, unlike you, I have many subordinates who are even willing to throw their lives for my sake. Even if it costs many fatalities on my side, I have a higher chance of winning. Why don't you stop your meaningless struggle and quietly subdue to my rule? Once I usurp the orc king of his throne, I shall reign as the new king.. At that time your position will be higher than just an overlord of this small northern part of the forest".