Super.Dawg

Chapter 236

[You have selected Nightblade Ranger]

[Please confirm:]

[Yes]

[No]

The words hovered before Kana’s eyes, bright and silent, as if suspended in invisible glass.

For a moment, the world felt distant. The heat. The voices. All of it faded to background noise. What remained was the choice.

Kana felt it again. That presence. Not a voice. Not a sound. Not even a thought. Just a delicate pull, l...

Chapter 235

A cascade of luminous texts bloomed before Kana’s eyes, floating like fragments of starlight in the air.

[You have leveled up!]

[Congratulations!]

[You have reached Level 30]

The words pulsed gently, radiant and calm, yet carrying a weight that made her chest tighten.

Then the next line unfolded, slower, heavier, like the turning of a great page in an unseen book.

[New classes available:]...

Chapter 234

“Andel! Boris! Break their formation!” Kana roared.

Then she snapped her head toward the rear. “Roy, support them!”

The response was instant.

Andel and Boris surged forward, splitting off from the main line like twin spears hurled by the same hand.

Boris struck first.

[Cleave]

The point of his spear slammed into the ground, not the enemy. The shockwave tore outward, stone tiles splintering, dust exploding upward, the enemy formation...

Chapter 233

They continued venturing in the deeper part of the dungeon.

Then they saw the corridor bled into a vast ancient expanse, a broken plaza swallowed by time and shadow. Towering stone pillars lay collapsed like fallen giants, their fractured bodies scattered across the ground. Cracked stairways led to nowhere. Shattered archways framed nothing but darkness. Portions of walls still stood, jagged and leaning, carved with symbols long eroded by centuries of decay.

The ceiling above was ...

Chapter 232

Beyond the boundary of the safe zone, the group stepped forward once more.

Fully restored, fatigue gone all thanks to Elle’s [Recovery Zone].

The woman’s laughter still lingered.

It drifted through the corridors like a residue rather than a sound, clinging to stone, curling around broken pillars, threading through the cracks in the ancient pavement. It echoed from places that shouldn’t echo, from angles that shouldn’t carry sound, as if the dungeon i...

Chapter 231

Two hours of waiting did not calm the dungeon.

It changed it.

The air thickened, growing heavy and suffocating, as if the stone itself had begun to breathe. Crimson veins pulsed through the walls and floor, glowing brighter than before, their rhythm slow and deliberate, like the heartbeat of something vast and ancient buried deep beneath the temple.

And then—

The laughter returned.

A woman’s voice.

High. Soft. Broken.

It echoed through the endless...

Chapter 230

A few minutes earlier.

Kier considered himself a veteran.

He had survived dungeons whose names alone carried weight, places spoken of in lowered voices among adventurers. Once, years ago, he had taken part in the raid of the infamous Fruit Dungeon, a place where even the simple traps seemed eager to kill you. The pressure there, the constant sense of being watched by something ancient and hungry, reminded him painfully of what lay before him now.

The moment his boots touched...

Chapter 229

They entered the dungeon one by one.

Monde, the [Paladin], went first. The moment his boots crossed the threshold, golden light unfurled from his body, forming a translucent barrier that settled over the group like a second skin. Only then did he signal the others to follow.

Kana stepped in next.

So did the fear.

Every single one of them stiffened the instant they crossed into the mid-high level dungeon. Muscles locked. Breaths caught in their throats....

Chapter 228

Morning arrived gently, sunlight slipping through the inn’s narrow windows and pooling across the wooden floor like pale gold. Every one of them had slept deeply, the kind of rest earned only after long travel and constant vigilance. Muscles that had ached the night before now felt loose and ready.

The innkeeper prepared a simple but hearty breakfast. Bowls of steaming soup were set before them, thick with vegetables and bits of meat. Warm bread followed, its crust crackling softly wh...

Chapter 227

Dawn had barely cracked the horizon when the southern gates of the capital city opened for them.

Cold air spilled inward like a held breath finally released. Frost clung to iron hinges and stonework, and the world beyond the walls lay washed in pale blue light. The city behind them still slept, chimneys smoking lazily, bells silent. Ahead stretched the road southward, winding toward the space between borders, where the land thinned and danger grew teeth.

That was where the mid–h...

Chapter 226

The room was vast, its white stone walls polished to a soft sheen that reflected the enchanted light without glare. It was large enough to host fifty people comfortably, yet now it felt strangely empty. Silence stretched across the space,broken only by the faint echo of breathing and the distant murmur beyond the door.

A long table dominated the center of the room.

Kana, Suri, Boris, and Elle sat side by side at one end, their chairs aligned with almost ceremonial precision. They ...

Chapter 225

Suri kept munching on a thick chunk of roasted meat, grease glistening on her fingers as she took another enthusiastic bite. 

“This is so good!” she said, cheeks full, utterly unbothered by her surroundings.

Roy’s mother laughed warmly. “I’m glad you like it. We don’t get many guests, so we cook a bit extra this time.”

The dining area was simple but cozy—wooden beams, a large chimney, and the faint scent of herbs meant to ward off insects… or perhaps s...

Chapter 224

The new week arrived wrapped in anticipation.

Classes were officially over. Lessons finished. Weapons cleaned and stored. Yet the academy grounds were more crowded than they had been all year. Students filled the stone courtyard not to train, not to study—but to wait.

The results board loomed ahead of them.

Boris stood stiffly before it, hands clasped together so tightly his knuckles whitened. His lips moved in a frantic whisper, prayers spilling out one after another—na...

Chapter 223

Kana arrived at the same king’s guest room she had visited months ago.

The guest room now was warm despite the season, the chimney already lit, flames whispering softly as they consumed polished logs. Heavy drapes framed tall windows, though one balcony door stood ajar. Cold winter air slipped inside in thin, sharp fingers, carrying the scent of snow and stone.

Kana removed her thick cloak and sat.

A few moments later, footsteps approached.

The door opened, and King ...

Chapter 222

After a few moments, the wagon slowed and finally came to a stop.

Chelle’s mansion rose before them, its stone walls pale under the enchanted lantern lights of the noble district, banners stirring faintly in the night wind. Tall iron gates stood open, and several guards were already waiting—alert, disciplined, hands resting near their weapons. Not hostile. Just prepared.

Asha let out a low whistle. “I sometimes forget Chelle is a noble,” she said, rubbing the back of her n...

Chapter 221

Suri led them away from the deeper tunnels, her rat-scout gliding ahead like a silent guide. The basement beneath the underground district radiated wrongness—stale air, fractured mana currents, too many blind corners. It wasn’t a good rendezvous place, not with injured a captured phantom thief.

Opel, Asha and Suri decided to stay in one of the broader open areas of the underground district, where dim lanternlight pooled unevenly across stone floors polished by decades of footsteps. ...

Chapter 220

One of the hidden perks of [Bolt Dagger Style] was not simply speed and flexibility.

Speed and flexibility merely the surface.

The real advantage lay deeper—an instinctive awareness of weakness. Lines of motion, imbalances in stance, overcommitments in breath. Kana didn’t see them as glowing marks or clear flaws. She felt them, like a wrong note in a melody.

And Boris—

Boris had none of those weak points.

That realization sent a shiver of e...

Chapter 219

The atmosphere felt so heavy after Kana and Boris vanished.

Not silent—far from it. Near the auction house was still buzzing with confused voices, hurried footsteps, and shouted orders—but to Chelle, it all felt distant, muffled, as if she were standing underwater.

Her eyes kept moving.

Left. Right. Behind. Toward the exit. Toward the shadows between pillars.

Nowhere.

Kana and Boris were gone. Along with the man.

Chelle’s shoulders sagged as the weigh...

Chapter 218

A few moments before the three of them vanished from the street.

“Mana is gathering around his eyes,” Suri muttered.

The words barely left her lips before Chelle reacted.

Power rippled outward from her in silence as her [Nullify Zone] unfolded—an invisible net pressing against the air itself. It was subtle, almost gentle, but Kana felt it immediately. The hum of mana in the street dulled, as if the world had taken a cautious breath and refused to relea...

Chapter 217

Janus cursed under his breath as the first shout echoed behind him.

Too early. What did I miss?

The sound wasn’t panicked confusion—it was commanded. Authority carried on trained voices. That meant guards. That meant protocol. The auction house was already sealing itself like a clenched fist.

It was supposed to be tomorrow morning or at least a few hours from now, he thought grimly. 

No time now.

Janus veered sharply into a narrow servi...

Chapter 216

“What kind of people are in that area?” Kana asked quietly.

Her eyes flicked upward again, toward the elevated section of the auction house—the private chamber wrapped in layered barriers that bent light and sound alike. It sat above the crowd like a throne carved into the building itself.

Leo followed her gaze. “I heard from my father that the king will be present here,” he said. “That section is probably reserved for him. That’s why no one dared challenge the last ...

Chapter 215

“The first of the three skill books,” the announcer proclaimed.

His voice volume skill related voice struck the domed ceiling and came back stronger, layered with echoes that rolled through the hall like distant thunder trapped beneath stone. Conversations died mid-breath. Even the restless nobles—those who had been feigning boredom only moments ago—leaned forward as one.

“Wielded by only a handful of [Mage] with lightning variants in recorded history.�...

Chapter 214

Janus stopped just short of the auction house entrance.

The doors towered above him, framed by runes etched so deeply into the stone that they seemed less carved and more grown there. Power radiated from them in steady pulses—wards layered upon wards, each one humming with restrained violence. The kind of magic that didn’t shout its presence, but waited patiently to be tested.

Two guards stood at attention before the doors, armor polished, eyes sharp. Not ceremonial g...

Chapter 213

It was finally the first day of the weekend. The day everything had been quietly orbiting for weeks now, tightening like a drawn bowstring.

Leo and Suri sat across from each other inside the carriage, the lantern light swaying with every rattle of the wheels. Suri’s purple dress drank in the glow, the fabric shifting between shadow and sheen as the carriage lurched forward. She looked composed, elegant even, but Kana could see the telltale stillness in her posture. Suri only sat that ...

Chapter 212

Kana waited in one of the academy’s buildings they rarely visited. Sunlight slanted through tall windows, catching dust motes midair like frozen sparks. It felt like the calm before a storm.

Boris leaned against a stone pillar, utterly relaxed, while Thorne scampered at his feet. Suri stood beside Kana, arms folded, eyes half-lidded in her usual state of quiet vigilance.

Then the atmosphere changed.

“Kana!”

Chelle Pint’s voice arrived before she did, bright and...

Chapter 211

“Did I do good earlier?” Yuri whispered as they followed the server down the narrow passage. “I didn’t look nervous, right?”

Kana lifted her thumb without hesitation. Suri leaned in and ruffled Yuri’s hair beneath the hood. “Excellent. You looked like you’d done it a hundred times.”

Yuri exhaled, shoulders loosening.

The bald server stopped beneath the staircase and pressed against what looked like an ordinary wooden panel. It shifted soundlessly, revealing...

Chapter 210

Kana spent the last few days buried beneath ink and dust.

Scrolls lay scattered across her desk. Rumors copied, crossed out, rewritten. Old case records. Tavern whispers preserved in cramped handwriting. The Phantom Thief appeared everywhere and nowhere, a shadow that slipped through logic as easily as locks. No pattern. No territory. No signature mistake. Whoever they were, they had learned patience the way others learned breathing or maybe, it was just one man or woman. If Kana could ...

Chapter 209

When the first day of the week arrived, Kana did not rush it.

Winter pressed hard against the orphanage, the wind howling through the gaps between buildings like something alive and dissatisfied. Frost clung to the edges of windows, and the sky carried that pale gray color that promised no warmth, only endurance. Kana took her time dressing, listening to the way the wind worried at the walls, as if trying to remind the world who was in charge.

Most of the children were still deep ...

Chapter 208

Early winter dawn found them at the orphanage gates, the sky a pale bruise of violet and gray, light just beginning to seep into the world. Frost clung to the iron bars, turning breath into thin ghosts that drifted and vanished. 

Boris lifted a hand in a lazy wave.

The gate opened almost immediately.

Aldo stood there, already awake, posture straight despite the hour. His eyes swept over them in a practiced motion, counting heads, noting weapons, checking for injuries. S...

Chapter 207

It was early afternoon on the last day of the week, the sun hanging low enough to cast long shadows but still sharp enough to glint off shop windows and polished stone. The academy district had thinned as students fled toward their home, but the market streets beyond were alive, stitched together by voices, clinking coins, and the scent of warm bread mixed with winter spices.

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