"Fuh~ a few more levels and I'll reach level 50. There's still two weeks before the deadline so it's doable." Sheila muttered before picking the sword stabbed to the ground and turned it back into a bracelet wrapped tightly around her right hand. The monster corpse had already dispersed and left a few gold coins behind. It's been so long since she had been blessed with good luck, she was used to getting only a few gold coins instead of a drop item.

Currently, her level is at 47, 3 levels away from reaching her goal. Even if she went all out, it would still take quite a bit of time considering how great the experience needed the higher the level. Fighting an opponent stronger than her took too much time and focus, so she preferred fighting monsters around the same level or below, at most in a group. Though a single monster on their own can only earn her so little experience, it was still considered a very good amount if their number adds up in her opinion.

It is fine if she battles against a strong opponent to sharpen her skill in combat, but often than not, she preferred an easy fight. She doesn't enjoy a fight that potentially risks her life, she isn't a masochist after all. Though she certainly admits that she likes fighting, in a certain way, she's also a battle junkie, but she wasn't a complete idiot either. Sure, it would be helpful in the long run if her battle sense grows immensely by risking her life at every moment. But that also comes at a cost, she wouldn't be able to enjoy peaceful life if she was always on her guard.

At least, not anytime soon. The world hasn't ended yet.

And perhaps, there wasn't any need of her, the world can protect itself. She might think she was the chosen one after obtaining a leveling system, but in reality, there are certainly many other chosen ones like her out there. The Ice Empress, for example, her prowess is a lot more frightening to the point that Sheila wasn't confident in winning against her even at her current level. If possible, she would like to learn under her tutelage but unfortunately, the Ice Empress was sealed in a sealing ball.

However, she wasn't without hope. There are many kinds of ways to release the seal when she browses into the system's shop. The only reason she wasn't taking action yet is that she doesn't have enough funds for it. But in the future, that day will surely come.

Of course, that is if the Ice Empress would even listen to her. But it matters not at the moment.

As usual, Sheila decided to take a short break after a good haul of experience grinding. She was also hungry anyway, just right on time.

After a few days of grinding on the Seventh Floor, she didn't just gain experience but also a lot of new information in regards to the monster's ecology on this floor, and so far, there wasn't anything too life-threatening to her. And what she meant by that, there wasn't anything that can one-shot her to death. She hasn't even come across any mini-boss yet, not to mention the boss of the floor. It makes sense considering she had not come in contact with the end barrier just yet which concluded that there's still more to this floor.

Kuu!

"Oh, hey there, Kuu. What? You wanted to eat something you say? No? Ah, you wanted ice cream with chocolate flavor, is it? That's quite specific but alright, here you go." When her black jacket suddenly melts and turned into a slimy creature, Sheila turned her head toward it and started speaking with it. Though in reality, she looks like a person with a mental problem speaking to herself. Because they are connected in their mind, she could also talk to the slime in her head but occasionally, she doesn't mind speaking out loud without anyone around.

Speaking of her clothes, she usually wore a casual black T-shirt and comfortable pants easy for her to go around without tearing them down. There was a time she wore jeans, and though the fights against the monster went smoothly, as usual, her jeans weren't so fortunate, however. Because she moves quite a lot in battle, it wasn't a surprise that her movement burdens the jeans very heavily.

Though one won't be able to see it, she also wore protective light armor over her shirt, specifically from the system's shop and it became invisible when she put it on herself. It's quite convenient but unfortunately, it only works for her. She had once tried testing it on Ria, but the invisible function she was expecting didn't kick in and both of them could see it with their plain naked eyes.

Of course, though it is invisible, that didn't mean she didn't feel the weight of the armor upon equipping it on her body, otherwise, she wouldn't be wearing light armor. All-Purpose Weapon, or APW in short, hasn't increased in rank for a while now.

Maybe there's a requirement that she hasn't fulfilled yet, either way, it is still a very useful weapon and surely it will grow sometimes in the future. If it wasn't a growth-type weapon, and the fact that it can change into a sword, spear, and dagger anytime she likes, she may have changed her weapon by now. Perhaps, in the future when it evolved even stronger, she might be able to turn it into a nuclear missile. Or maybe that's way too overpowered, and there's also a big con which it exploded upon contact. And when it exploded, there won't be anything left of it. How is it going to return to her?

Nonetheless, it is still a nice dream to think of once in a while. Though by then, her magic prowess might be enough to obliterate a mountain or two with a single spell. There won't be any need for nuclear missiles which would only harm nature in the long run. As expected magic is supreme. All hail, Magus!

While Sheila was daydreaming of herself flying in the sky and sometimes throwing a meteor or two at her enemies down below, she quickly came to her sense when she feels a disturbance in the air around her. Just to be expected, Ria suddenly appeared with a grim look on her face. Sheila suddenly feels like death is approaching her, without any hesitation, she rapidly thinks back on what she was doing up until now to figure out if there's a mistake she had done somewhere.

No, nothing comes up in her mind. But then, why did Ria looks like she was pissed off about something? Surely this isn't her special month kicking in? With a confused look visible on her face, Sheila stood up from the ground and await Ria to speak.

But the moment she heard the words spoken out of Ria's mouth, Sheila frowned with a slight hint of gloominess on her expression. It seems that trouble could no longer give her more time to prepare and decided to break on her doors.