The Morality System

We ran the dungeon 10 more times. We didn't collect any of the crystals except for the last run. I kept destroying them and my good aura kept going up. I gained another good aura level at 500 good aura.

[Congratulations! Your good aura has reached level 4!]

[Good aura level 4: People can tell you're a good person. Good people are likely to consider your well-being when making choices]

I ended up with 765 good aura but I didn't receive any more level-ups. Carl was gone. When we got to his room, he wasn't there. Him leaving must have triggered something in the dungeon to make him stop respawning.

My bone and healing grimoires leveled up to level 7.

[Congratulations! Your bone mage grimoire has leveled up to level 7! You have gained Basic Skeleton Creation and Bone Shards!]

[Basic Skeleton Creation: Can create a single skeleton fighter. You can arm them with any weapon and they will know how to use it]

[Bone Shards: Can explode any bone construct into bone fragments that pierce nearby targets]

[Congratulations! Your healing grimoire has leveled up to level 7! You have gained Battle Recovery and Efficiency Boost!]

[Battle Recovery: Instant wound closure and combat stimulation]

[Efficiency Boost: Increases the efficiency of your healing spells through mechanisms such as reduced mana cost, faster cast times, and more precise healing effect]

Wow! These were game-changing new abilities. Bone Shards allowed me to damage enemies with my spikes twice. Battle Recovery eliminated one of the biggest concerns in a fight, bleeding.

I could finally summon a bone minion, which I had been waiting for this whole time. And Efficiency Boost just made me better at healing, which was great!

We grabbed the last chest of crystals to sell. My packs were full of the hundreds of cores we had gathered. We didn't use any of them, because we planned to sell them at the marketplace. There was no point in being super strong if you were broke.

I summoned a skeleton. Instead of handing it a weapon, I handed it 8 packs of cores to carry. It was surprisingly strong for something with no muscle. It carried the 8 packs admirably, if slowly.

I carried 8 as well. Abigail carried 4 packs and the crystal chest in a large bubble that she pushed along while it floated in the air. Each run filled two packs with cores.

We went to Bobbin's stall at the marketplace. I place a single full pack of cores on the counter. Bobbin looked inside and his eyes widened. "How did you get so many cores?"

"We ran a dungeon 10 times. That's not it either. You see all the packs we're carrying? All of them are full of cores," I said.

"That's ungodly! How did you not only complete a dungeon by yourselves but complete it 10 times in one day?" He said.

"We're really strong!" Abigail said, flexing her skinny arms.

"I, uh, can see that," Bobbin said.

"She's right, we are just ungodly levels of powerful. I could destroy this entire marketplace with just two spells and they would barely touch my mana pool," I said.

"And if you count this morning, we actually ran the dungeon about 18 times today."

"That is nearly unbelievable. I wouldn't believe it if I couldn't see the results before my eyes. You look nothing like you did yesterday. I almost didn't recognize you. Yesterday you were lean, but today you're a hunk and a half," Bobbin said.

"Not to mention the fact that your hair is nearly 10 inches longer than it was yesterday and you're taller too. How is this possible?"

I activated Soul Inquiry.

'Can you keep a secret?'

'Yes, unless I'm tortured to death.' Bobbin's soul said.

'That's fair.'

"I'm SSS-tier and Allison is SS-tier. We just grow very quickly," I said, but not too loudly. I didn't want anyone to overhear us.

"Oh. Wow. That explains it but it's so surprising to meet people of your caliber. They're so rare. SS-tier is 1 in 1,000 people and SSS-tier is 1 in 5,000," Bobbin said.

"Yeah. I told you we were amazing," Abigail said as she flipped her hair.

"She did tell you," I said.

"That she did," Bobbin laughed and smiled uncomfortably. "Shall we get down to business then?"

"Yes. Let's," I said. "Here's the other half of the cores from 1 dungeon run." I put another pack on the counter. It came out to 2 packs per run. The cores averaged at 6 tiny cores, 16 small cores, 24 medium cores, 10 large cores, and 1 huge core.

"I know exactly how much they're worth, so be careful with how low you go. If you offend me, I'll take my business elsewhere and this is a hell of a lot of business."

The cores were worth 4,460 gold altogether. Each run netted around 446 gold in cores. I knew that because I asked the system before we got here. I wanted to be prepared.

"Of course," Bobbin said with an easy smile, but he was nervous. Our ranks intimidated him. I had made him nervous yesterday, but not like this. "I'll give you 3,345 gold for all of it."

I did the quick math in my head. "That's 75%. I think the sheer volume of cores is worth a higher percentage than that. You'll make a lot more money in total when you sell these, than if you got a better percentage on a smaller amount. I think they're worth 90%."

"I'll give you 85%. 90% is cutting my profit margin too low," he said.

"I can understand that. 85% it is. That's 3,791 gold," I said.

"I think we have a deal," Bobbin said.

"That's a lot of money," Abigail said.

"You're a princess. Haven't you seen a lot more money than that?" I said.

"No. My father never talks about money in front of me. So I have no idea how much we have. I just know the prices of things and we always have enough to get whatever we need," she said.

"Well, you're right. It is a lot of money. The mercenaries that now work for me, were probably making about 5 gold a day. It would take them over 2 years of working every day to make that much," I said.

"Something you'll learn though, is that there's never enough money, especially when you want to make a difference in the world. You always need more money to do more good."

"That makes a lot of sense. So then, how long is this money going to last us?" She said.

"I'm not sure. It depends on what we do next," I said.

"I'm looking forward to seeing it," Abigail said.

Bobbin put all our packs behind the counter and emptied them out. He gave us our packs back filled with 3,791 gold.

We had about 15 minutes to make it to the drop-off point. We hustled over there and dropped the chest on the ground. It was an alley in the lower-city, which is above the undercity and has access to the sky. I wasn't sure how we were going to hide without being seen until Abigail made a brilliant suggestion.

"We don't have to hide behind anything. We can hide in plain sight," she said.

"How?" I said.

"The alley is dark and no one looks up. We can fly above them in bubbles," she said.

"That is genius!" I said, kissing her.

"You keep acting surprised that I have a brain. Did you think I was just some dumb blonde?" She said.

"Kind of," I teased.

"Oh shut up you big oaf! Just go be the brawn in this relationship," she said laughing.

"My feelings are so hurt. I'm crushed. Owie," I said with a blank face. "Honestly though, I'm just not used to people being smarter than me. It's a surprise."

"Well, you better get used to it, because I'm not going anywhere," she said, kissing me.

"Good," I said. "Now let's get in these bubbles before someone shows up."

"Right," she said. She enveloped us both in a large bubble. I sat cross-legged and she sat on my lap. We flew up to just below the top of the buildings. Then we waited.