<h4>Chapter 94: Problem solved</h4>


    Reylin had spent a few hours in the dungeon already.


    His level peaked at sixty already, and it didn''t look like anything would stop him from going higher. s, time was not on his side.


    It was already past midnight in his world, and Reylin wanted to log out from the game.


    Of course, no problem would appear should he spend a night and sleep here. However, no yer was brave enough to spend more than three days in the Faynom World.


    Many doctors had strongly rmended not to do so, and psychiatrists also had voiced their opinions about spending time solely in the game world.


    It would be better if Reylin had another yer with himself, but he was just with Emilia and ghosts, and it could really leave a big stamp on his mind.


    "Y-You will really leave me in this ce?" Emilia was one with her emotions, staring into Reylin with expanded eyes.


    She was genuinely scared of being alone in the dungeon.


    The prospect of being alone for more than six hours in this whole haunted city made even the devoted believer tremble unconsciously. To say nothing of her amateur experience with the gun, Emilia couldn''t use her holy mes!


    Reylin looked at her and inwardly thought, ''It shouldn''t be a problem for me to stay for a night...''


    He always treated residents of this world as real people. His mes were real, and so the whole world was... Reylin often said that it made the game more exciting, but the game world also helped him deal with killing easier.


    yers respawned...


    NPCs and monsters were not real in the end...


    Those thoughts were always deep within his heart.


    However, should a yer tell Reylin to flip a switch and be like the majority of yers, which meant dealing with NPCs like they were the artifact intelligence, Reylin wouldn''t be able to switch at all.


    He wasn''t aware of it yet.


    That was precisely why he couldn''t bring himself to leave Emilia alone. It was a different space than the upper part of the dungeon, where Emilia could run at any moment.


    She was much closer to death in this ce than anywhere else!


    Killing undead after undead also left a toil on their bodies... If he left, she wouldn''t be even able to rest.


    Reylin sighed, "This is an abandoned city. Let''s upy one of the houses and pray that no ghost will find us. As for the undead, I will take care of them."


    "Will you?" Emilia asked.


    "I will," Reylin didn''t y around and immediately reassured his partner.


    Their adventure needed a break, and Reylin silently seized a house for themselves. He wasn''t experienced with me Artist ss yet, but he tried to ze his mes over it to achieve the deterrent passive skill.


    s, he failed...


    However, Emilia saw that he was doing his best to solve the problem.


    She took a spot in the corner, hugged her knees, and visualized their whole day.


    Her focus was the gun she had received here... Emilia began another training, even though she was exhausted physically and mentally.


    Reylin nced at her, "Go to sleep. I won''t leave this world and keep you safe. Afterward, give me four hours to rest in my world, and I will return."


    Emilia faintly looked at him, then nodded.


    She promptly closed her eyes and tried to sleep, to no avail.


    Her fear was too much, and she couldn''t believe Reylin as much as to sleep. Other than words, she needed something more.


    Reylin sighed and approached his partner.


    He took her into his arms, then put them on a bed. He had left a few robes on it so that the sleep would be a little morefortable.


    However, he also lent his body for Emilia to sleep on and embraced her, "Sleep."


    His tone was different than before, akin to an order, which made Emilia let out a faint squeak and close her eyes.


    His warmth made her asleep in less than thirty seconds, but that was how exhausted Emilia was.


    Reylin was the same, but someone had to be stronger in the party.


    "How''s the outside?" Reylin asked Estras, who had returned from the watch.


    "Nothing suspicious so far. I think no undead shoulde close, at least for now," Estras replied.


    The ghosts were on a watch too, but Reylin didn''t want to rely on them.


    He fished out a bone from his inventory and squinted his eyes, ''I don''t like the idea, but it should do.''


    mes extended from his fingertips. Another skeleton''s forearm changed forms, but rather than a sword, Reylin made another statue.


    It was Mikyona''s statue.


    Due to Reylin''s talent, it was a near-perfect statue, and its bonuses left the ghosts speechless.


    [Milkyona''s Bone Statue]


    [No undead will dare to approach the statue. They will unconsciously avoid everything around it and not even think of the cause. This statue works only in the Burial Ground Dungeon.]


    Estras and Emilia''s ghost gulped down despite not having any saliva, and they unconsciously took a few steps back.


    They were partners as well, however. The effect wasn''t that much for them, but fear sprouted within their hearts.


    Still, they didn''t know what kind of fear it was.


    Was it fear toward the statue or the man who had made it?


    They decided to go outside and keep Reylin updated on their surroundings.


    "I can log out..." Reylin whispered.


    But as he looked below at Emilia, he didn''t click the button. He had promised he would keep her safe and stay with her until she woke up.


    That was a promise, and it also allowed Reylin to notice something else.


    He made her rely on him much more than Milkyona.


    In fact, had he made that statue before Emilia went asleep, Emilia would have given all credits to her lord instead.


    Reylin''s pride and dislike toward the ascended made him unwilling to create or even try the Milkyona statue.


    Not relying on her until now developed the rtionship with his third woman better, and Reylin felt like soon he would make Emilia''s mes his own.


    He chuckled and wrapped his hands around her mature body.


    If Reylin''s taste in women was mysterious before, he was now sure he was into olderdies. He felt his heart swelling from holding a voluptuousdy within his arms, and he began liking that feeling more and more.


    Soon, Reylin''s hands slipped again into Emilia''s pants, and he seized his property.


    Emilia woke up,ter on, feeling his touch!


    She poked his chest and said, "No one is going to eat your ass."


    "I will eat it," Reylin replied with a smile.