The NPC Got A System

10. The Last Tower Remained

“Colin, do you believe gold really exists inside the tower?”

A petite-looking man with freckles on his face looked up with a bemused expression while standing in front of a huge tower that emitted a chilling aura. He quivered from fear and trembled while holding his garden fork as his main weapon to defeat whatever was inside.

“I doubt that too, but I saw so many people with shining armor go inside it and leave with so many golds and jewels! Emir, we need to go inside and find it!” Colin gripped Emir’s shoulder firmly and looked directly at his auburn pupils.

Colin and Emir were brothers. They came from a poor family that lived in the slum area in Torrenfield.

Even though they were poor, Colin and Emir never lacked of food. But since two weeks ago, things started to become worse and poor people like them starved for days because farm and barn were on the edge of chaos due to extreme weather that kept coming.

So, Colin and Emir needed to think fast about how to find money in this chaotic situation in order to survive. Colin, who worked as a fruit picker in the forest, accidentally saw the players' group that went inside the tower and came back bringing a bunch of jewels and golds a week ago. However, when he tried to peek again yesterday, the players’ group that went inside never returned.

There were two possible answers in Colin’s head, either that group was killed inside or there was a portal into another place and all of them were leaving using that portal.

However, the gold rumor was the main concern why Colin desperately asked Emir to join him here today. It was rumoured in his village that when the boss monster tower was killed by those who claimed themselves as Player, all the treasure inside it was left behind.

Of course he would not let that gold chance to pass by.

“Let’s go, the sky are getting darker. We can’t waste our time more than this.”

“But I’m afraid,” said Emir, he took a step backward while hugging his garden fork tightly.

“Emir, don’t you want to take mother to the doctor? She’s getting worse every day, I couldn’t just stand there and watch her dying without doing anything.”

Colin’s words made Emir stop trembling and his face became gloomy. “I also know that too.”

“So, you’re in or not? I’ll not force you anymore. You can go home and look at mother’s condition for me.”

Emir shook his head and moved forward. Determination had dominated him now. “I’ll go with you. Let’s go.”

Colin nodded in satisfaction and started walking inside, while Emir followed him behind. The sky was getting darker, and it was just the two of them that entered the last tower in Torrenfield. No one knew what happened to them as they had enter the tower and the gate was closed behind them.

Colin and Emir also did not know what awaited them inside it, a scary and powerful monster that had sharpened its fangs and was prepared to tear down anything inside its territory.

One thing was sure: both of them never make it back until tomorrow morning, when the last group that gathered in front of that tower arrived. Nash, who was also being in part in the group, arrived at the last minute and saw so many people gathered there.

Whether it was old or young, man or woman, trapped players until the prior NPCs that chose to join this raid even though they would probably die cruelly because they did not have the skills or power to fight the monster.

“Man, you smell horrible!” One young man who stood beside Nash suddenly covered his nose and stepped aside.

“Sorry, I’m hurried to this place and didn’t have a time to wash.” He also distanced himself from that man, while smelling his body, and wanted to puke because it smelled so badly.

(Ugh, I think I’m overdoing it. Anyway, since I got a quite usefull skill from that hellish training, I do not regret it smelling like a horse’s dung.)

That was right. Yesterday, in order to prepared himself for fighting a monster, Nash had done a hardcore training that he set himself. But, who would guess that Nash would get a useful skill from that hellish training. For now, at least he was confident about not being killed.

Nash looked around from his standing place and tried to find out someone that he had searched for since yesterday.

“That’s him,” murmured Nash while quietly peeking behind the tree toward a man that walked so confidently through the crowds and pulled a leash that circled around the poor fox girl.

She looked in an awful state and almost fainted. But, no one dared to help her because Siegrid had an ominous aura around him, making people instantly stay away from him.

Nash clenched his fists in anger. “That man!”

“ATTENTION PLEASE!”