Chapter 39: A Divine Weapon's Curse (I).
My impossible feat of conquering the dungeon remained a secret.
"Wake up! It's time for your community service!"
I groaned as a poke to my nose jolted me awake. Nuo Lin jiejie was grinning down at me, holding a broom like a weapon of authority. I rubbed the sleep from my eyes and blinked at her.
"H-Huh…?" I mumbled, barely registering what was happening.
Before I could react, she grabbed the collar of my shirt and tugged me upright, dragging me along the hallway. Fenrir sniffed my face, tail wagging energetically.
"Awo-!"
"Fenrir, shhh…" (Nuo Lin) hissed, waving a finger. "Everyone else is sleeping. They need rest. You're the only one who has to endure this… community service."
