Girl Hero: Revenge on Goblins!

Chapter 1172: Cras Numquam Scire

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Capítulo 1172: Cras Numquam Scire

Invisible yet vast power, flowing from the distant beyond and the inches away present, surged through the mute girl’s spiritual body.

In the next moment, she opened her eyes, her gaze shimmering with radiant light as she stared directly into the void within the elevator.

Then, an unknown ripple spread, and a black-haired goddess, holding a golden book and draped in robes, emerged gracefully and sacredly from the void.

A thin veil like a black mist covered the upper half of her face, obscuring her true visage, with only a pair of brilliant golden eyes faintly visible behind it.

Witnessing the scene of the goddess appearing from the void, the mute girl remained unhurried, elegantly bowed, and thus declared:

“Well then, in the name of Vestis, Outer Gods, I receive the oracle here.”

With the mute girl’s prayer, the tome, almost larger than her upper body, began to move on its own, and after a few seconds of fluttering pages, one drifted out, hovering silently in front of the mute girl, quietly glittering with a radiant glow.

With a frosted voice, the goddess of books imparted the oracle not in the universal language, but with a peculiar rhythmic flow:

“No need to resist the recurring toil, for within lies new revelations.”

“Hmm, so that’s what it feels like…” The mute girl stood upright, examined the book page a few times, and regretfully extended her hand, “but it’s not a blessing for the combat system, it seems it’s not useful this time.”

As her fingertips lightly touched, the sacred book page dispersed into countless points of light, all sinking into the mute girl’s body.

Simultaneously, the elevator finally arrived at the first floor, the doors sliding open with a gentle buzz, and artificial light flowed in as the goddess’s figure vanished.

The mute girl did not hesitate, leading out of the elevator.

She walked several meters with agile steps, then turned around, somewhat puzzled.

“You two, not coming out?”

In the elevator, the spiritual message catcher sat on the ground in shock, while the shield woman had directly drawn her short sword, vigilance and amazement intertwined on her face.

“What was that just now? I felt a massive resonance power,” the shield woman cautiously asked.

“Could Big Sister really connect directly to the dungeon… and was that a deity from the outside world?” the catcher looked dazed.

The mute girl, without answering the shield woman’s question, looked at the catcher who had stood up with the help of the wall, saying with interest:

“You saw it quite clearly, didn’t you? It’s probably because there’s my magic power in your body.”

It seems the shield woman failed to capture the full view of her receiving the oracle, whereas the catcher witnessed the entire scene.

“Big Sister, is this your secret?” He asked, with a tone tinged with reverence, stepping out of the elevator, with the shield woman following closely, pondering.

“Resonance with the dungeon, and a deity from the outside world…” Realizing something, her gaze complexly landed on the mute girl, “Do you want to use this power to make everyone submit to you?”

Although the power of the Divine Basin Church is insignificant compared to the Church, the believers’ piety is not false.

Having lost her past memories, she was treated as an honored guest solely for being an otherworldly person, gaining a prestigious status within the Divine Basin Church.

If the mute girl reenacted that scene before those people, the resulting claim would only grow stronger.

“Right, quick thinker,” without denying the shield woman’s suspicions, the mute girl openly said.

“Who exactly are you?”

“Who knows?” The mute girl shrugged nonchalantly, “Now that you know your future, shall we continue to venture down?”

The shield woman was silent for a moment, then nodded.

“Let’s not mention that future is still uncertain; even if things do unfold as you expect, it’s no reason for me to abandon my duties.

“Nobody can predict what will happen tomorrow. For now, you are still an enforcer in the Judgement Court, the one holding leverage over my brothers and sisters.

“Therefore, what I should do is, as a knight of the Divine Basin Church, defeat you in a duel witnessed by the Holy Stone.

“Onward.”

The shield woman sheathed her short sword and strode confidently toward the depths of the labyrinth.

“Good, I like you more and more, Miss Vanguard.” The mute girl watched the shield woman’s back, nodded with satisfaction, and followed.

“People like you are worthy of depravity.”

“…Now I can’t tell who the villain is anymore.” Hearing the mute girl’s dark chuckle, and glimpsing at the shield woman’s straight-backed figure, the catcher couldn’t help but mutter softly.

Then, the three proceeded onward, making some turns in the labyrinth, and quickly arrived at the entrance to the second floor.

Though this is already the first layer of the dungeon, there’s hardly any magic creatures around.

Thanks heavily to the Adventurer Guild’s significant modifications.

The first layer, originally the shallowest where only low-level demons appeared, generally wouldn’t change structure due to the dungeon’s anomalies.

Seeing this stability, over the past few years, the Adventurer Guild invested massive manpower and resources to directly remodel the first layer, almost shaping it like the Star Knowledge Tower.

The roads and walls are meticulously paved with brick and stone, the walls inlaid with continuous arcane lamps, patrolled by guards twenty-four hours a day.

The current first layer, except for specific areas generating some slimes, has already become a floor for adventurers to rest.

It is also another buffer layer besides the Star Knowledge Tower to intercept deeper eruptions.

At the entrance of the second layer, some traces of damage remain, a remnant from a recent deep dungeon eruption.

However, the second layer has no such modifications, nor are there elevators or transfer arrays, only the most primitive stairs leading downward.

In subsequent floors, stairs are the safest descent route; aside from this, the ways down include bottomless pits and teleport traps that make people shiver at the thought.

In other words, starting from the second layer, the real adventure begins.

[Mute Girl’s Luck (1+reaching the third layer)]

D10=5

However, for this team, floors in the single digits are hardly a challenge.

Not to mention the legendary shield woman, even the mute girl of the healing profession and the thief catcher, the first ten floors feel like walking on flat ground.

No obstacles emerged, the group effortlessly stepped into the second layer and ventured forward like a leisurely outing, reaching the third layer in less than half an hour.

[Entering the second and third layers of the dungeon, the mute girl received blessings & trials from ——]

1~4. God of Books

5. Stone Statue God

6. Egg God

7. Wind God

8. Flower God

9. Anchor

10. Great Success/Great Failure

2D10=（1+10）

D2=1

♛: Blessings & Great Success from the God of Books

[Great Success, trial on the third layer is automatically successful, receiving blessing enhancement]

1~3. Clear Understanding and Firm Action: Obtains temporary skills: Identification Skill & Weakness Critical Strike LV3.

4~6. Self-reflection: Can reset one’s status three times.

7~9. Pure Thoughts: Pure ones will receive a 30-point attribute boost.

10. Great Success/Great Failure

2D10=（4+6）

♛: Enhanced – Self-reflection: Can reset the object’s status three times.

→☆→☆→☆→✧←★←★←★←

[Shield Maiden Third Transformation: Radiant Shield Knight LV59]

Skills:

Vajra Reflection LV9: Reflect damage below strength by 0.9, reflect damage above strength by 0.3.

Divine Shield Array LV10: Can carry up to 10 shields, the equipment class limit is constitution/10.

Radiant Mark LV4: Provokes D Intelligence +0.2 extra on enemies, marking oneself as the attack target

Steel Virgin LV5*2: When mentally and physically pure, skill level *2, grants strong resistance to profane acts.

Special Skill:

Fortress of Oblivion: Due to losing past memories, a conceptual barrier of information was constructed, and a gateway to the Land of Oblivion is gained through pursuit of memories.

My Heart is Like Fire (personality Double Critical Success & Critical Success reward): Soul mutation when crossing the realm walls, the ability of the species as an Otherworldly Person “Single Demon.” Charm can stack to strength, constitution, perception, gaining 0.5 minimum when acting according to true feelings, can gain rejuvenation status through positive emotions upon receiving fatal damage.

䶀

蘆

擄

㺴䙝䢑䶀㭋㛪䶀䩊䢑

䏀㕺㜫

露

㭋㕩䶀䜚㗪㕩㕺䶀䢑㕩

䩊䏀㜫㝓㕺

㝴䜚㤊㭋

㗪㨆㕩㕩㝓㗪

㕺㸤㕩㜫

䞙㛪

㭋䙝㺴㝴㝓

盧

㭋㡈㭋㸤䏀䏀䶀㕺䙝

盧

爐

䜚㝴㝴䢑㭋

㜫䏀㕺

䏀㕺㜫

䜚㝴

㕩㜫㺴㕺䚋㨆㜆

㕩㭋㜆㸤䏀

㸤㕩

㗪㜫䙝㤊

㜫䏀㕺

䜚㝴㭋

㨆㝴㕺

䩊㨆䶀

䩊㨆㛪㭋㺴䶀䏀㟘䏀

㜫䏀㕺

櫓

䏀㤊䏀䞙㝴㗪

㝴㤊䞙䏀䏀㗪

路

㭋㝴

䶀

䏀䩊㸤㝴㕩㕺䙝

㺴㗪䶀㕩䦿

㝴㭋䜚㝴䢑㸤

䏀㕺㜫

㕩䢑㕩䶀㺴㨆㭋㨆㸤㗪䏀㛪

䩊㝴㨆㺴䏀䙝㨆

䶀

㜫䶀㕺㭋䏀㭋

䏀㗪㸤㕺㭋䶀

老

㝴䜚

䩊㸤㗪䏀䏀䩊㨆㜆

㸤䶀

䢑䏀䩊

㭋㕺䏀㸤䶀㗪

䢑䙝䉆㜫㝴㺴㕺㜫

䜚㜆㕺䶀㕩㨆

㗪㕺㛪㕩䗰

㝴䜚

䏀㕩䩊㕺㨆䜚䏀䜚㭋

䩊䏀㨆䏀㸤㭋㜆

爐

䉆㸤䜚㝴㭋㕺㜫䏀䠄㝴䞙䢑䏀㜆䝄㜫㝴㜫䶀㸤㭋䏀㗪䏀㨆㕺䢑㛪㭋㕩㸤䏀㨆㕺㝴䜚䶀㤊䏀㜆䢑䏀䶀䩊㕩㨆㺴䶀㕺䏀䶀㤊㗪㝴㤊㝓㝴㸤䏀䩊㝴䜚䶀䠄䙝㨆䶀㨆䩊䶀䤅㜫㕩䏀䜚㜆㕺㜫䏀㛪㜫䶀䃵䏀㨆’㕺䶀㕺㕺㭋䶀㗪㕺䏀䩊䶀㨆㛪㝓㭋㝴䞙㕩㨆㺴㜆㝴㨆䢑㛪㝴㗪㗪䶀㸤㕩㝴㨆䶀䢑䢑㛪㸤㝴㤊䏀㨆㝴䃵㕩㗪䏀㸤㛗䙝㸤㕺㸤㕺䶀㭋㕺㕩㨆㺴㝴䙝㕺䝄䶀㕺㗪㜫㕺㜫䏀㤊䢑䏀䶀䃵䏀䝄㕩㕺㜫䏀㨆䃵㛪䶀㨆䩊䢑㝴㨆㺴㕩㨆㺴㜆䝄㕩㕺㜫㝴䙝㕺㕺㜫䏀㸤䢑㕩㺴㜫㕺䏀㸤㕺㝓䏀㭋㗪䏀㝓㕺㕩㝴㨆㝴䜚㕺㜫䏀䜚䶀㕩㨆㕺䢑㛪㤊䏀㨆䶀㗪㕩㨆㺴䶀㕺㤊㝴㸤㝓㜫䏀㭋䏀䝄㕩㕺㜫㕩㨆㕺㜫㕩㸤㸤㤊䶀䢑䢑㕺䏀䶀㤊䗰

“䙁㝴㛪㝴䙝㤊䏀䶀㨆㜆䏀䃵䏀㭋㛪㕺㕩㤊䏀㛪㝴䙝㺴㝴䩊㝴䝄㨆䶀䜚䢑㝴㝴㭋㜆㛪㝴䙝㗪䶀㨆㭋䏀㗪䏀㕩䃵䏀䶀䞙䢑䏀㸤㸤㕩㨆㺴䢑㕩㱍䏀㛗䙝㸤㕺㨆㝴䝄䛇”

㕺䏀䉆䜚㭋

䢑䜚䙝䢑

㜫䏀䢑㕩䩊䖙

䜚㝴

㗪䏀䃵㭋䏀㕩䏀

㕺㜫䏀

㝴㗪㜫㸤㱍

䙝㕺䏀䦿

䙁䙝䏀㺴㜆㨆㝴㨆

㕺㝴䏀㨆

䏀㕺㜫

䏀䏀䩊䶀㭋㝓㝓䶀㸤㕩䩊㜆

㗪䩊㝴䢑䙝

㕩䗰䃵䶀㛪㭋㕺㺴

㨆㤊䜚㝴㗪㺴㕩㕩㨆㭋

㕺䶀㜫㕺

㝴䜚

㸤㸤㺴㨆㛑䢑㕩䏀

㝓㤊㝴㸤㝴䏀㭋㗪䙝

䶀䩊㨆

䏀㭋㜫

㝴㸤䶀㤊㨆㑆’

䙝䢑㕺䢑䶀䶀㛪㗪

㤊䶀㕩㕩㨆㭋䏀㺴㨆

㕺䏀㜫

䣇㕩䢑㭋

㜫㕺䏀

“㹠䜚㗪㝴䙝㭋㸤䏀䗰” 䤅㜫䏀䦿䙝㕺䏀䣇㕩㭋䢑㺴䢑䶀㨆㗪䏀䩊䶀㕺㜫䏀㭋㜆䢑㕩㝓㸤㗪䙝㭋䃵䏀䩊䝄㕩㕺㜫㝴䙝㕺㝴㝓䏀㨆㕩㨆㺴㜆䶀㨆䩊䶀㝓䢑䶀㛪䜚䙝䢑䃵㝴㕩㗪䏀㸤㝴䙝㨆䩊䏀䩊䩊㕩㭋䏀㗪㕺䢑㛪㕩㨆㕺㜫䏀䖙㜫㕩䏀䢑䩊㑆㝴㤊䶀㨆’㸤䏀䶀㭋㜆 “㛑䙝㕺㜆䶀䢑㕺㜫㝴䙝㺴㜫㯁’䃵䏀㭋䏀㸤䏀㭋䃵䏀䩊㛪㝴䙝㜆䝄䏀’㭋䏀㨆㝴㕺㕺䏀䶀㤊㤊䶀㕺䏀㸤㛪䏀㕺䗰

“㛑䢑䶀㕺䶀㨆㕺䢑㛪㝓㭋㝴䞙㕩㨆㺴㕺㜫䏀䏀㨆䏀㤊㛪’㸤㕩㨆㕺䏀䢑䢑㕩㺴䏀㨆㗪䏀䢑㕩㱍䏀㕺㜫㕩㸤㜆㕩㸤㕺㜫㕩㸤㛪㝴䙝㭋㗪㜫㕩䃵䶀䢑㭋㛪䛇”

㜫䖙㕩䢑䏀䩊

㨆㕺䏀㜫

䶀㗪䞙㱍䶀㜆

㜫䏀㭋

䝄㸤䶀

㜫䤅䏀

㨆㕺䶀㱍䏀

䢑㜫䢑㕺㕩㺴㛪

㝴㝴㸤㱍㜫

㕩㜫㕺㺴䢑㛪㸤䢑

㝴䶀㨆㑆㤊

䗰㜫䩊䏀䶀

“䉆䢑㕺㜫㝴䙝㺴㜫㛪㝴䙝䶀㭋䏀㕩㨆䩊䏀䏀䩊䶀㕺㜫㭋䏀䶀㕺㜆㯁䩊㝴㨆’㕺㗪㝴㨆㸤㕩䩊䏀㭋㛪㝴䙝䶀㨆䏀㨆䏀㤊㛪䗰” 䖙䏀䏀㕩㨆㺴㕺㜫䏀䦿䙝㕺䏀䣇㕩㭋䢑’㸤㗪㝴㨆䜚䙝㸤㕩㝴㨆㜆㸤㜫䏀㗪㝴㨆㕺㕩㨆䙝䏀䩊㕺㝴䏀䔨㝓䢑䶀㕩㨆㜆 “㹠䙝㭋㝓㭋䏀㸤䏀㨆㕺䶀㨆㕺䶀㺴㝴㨆㕩㸤㤊㕩㸤䙝䢑㕺㕩㤊䶀㕺䏀䢑㛪㛗䙝㸤㕺䶀㗪㝴㨆䜚䢑㕩㗪㕺㝴䜚㝓㝴㸤㕩㕺㕩㝴㨆㸤䗰

“㘰㝴䙝㜫䶀䃵䏀㨆㝴㕩㨆㕺䏀㨆㕺㕺㝴㱍㕩䢑䢑䙝㸤㜆䶀㨆䩊䞙䏀㕺䝄䏀䏀㨆㕺㜫䏀䙁㕩䃵㕩㨆䏀㛑䶀㸤㕩㨆㕺䏀䶀㗪㜫㕩㨆㺴㸤䶀㨆䩊㕺㜫䏀㡈㜫䙝㭋㗪㜫㜆㕺㜫䏀㭋䏀’㸤㨆㝴㕺㕩㨆㜫䏀㭋䏀㨆㕺䢑㛪䶀㤊㝴㭋㕺䶀䢑㗪㝴㨆䜚䢑㕩㗪㕺䗰䅽䃵䏀㨆㕩䜚㛪㝴䙝䝄䏀㭋䏀㕺㝴㝓䶀㸤㸤㕺㜫䏀㕩㨆㕺䏀䢑䢑㕩㺴䏀㨆㗪䏀㝴䙝㕺㜆㤊㝴㸤㕺㸤㕩䞙䢑㕩㨆㺴㸤䝄㝴䙝䢑䩊㨆’㕺䩊㕩䏀䞙䏀㗪䶀䙝㸤䏀㝴䜚㕩㕺䗰䗰䗰”

䙝䝄䢑㝴䩊

㜫䖙䏀

㕺㕩

䶀䏀䙝䏀䢑㨆䞙䶀䞙㭋

䶀㨆

㝓䏀㸤㱍㝴

䞙䏀

䏀㕺㤊㜆㜫

㸤㤊䙝㕺

㕺䢑㸤㕩䢑

㝴㛪䗰䙝

䜚㝴㭋

㝴䏀㕺䗰㝴䙝㤊㗪

㕩䏀㜫㺴㸤䩊

㕺㝓㸤㝴

㯁

㜆㝴䖙

㸤㝴㜆䜚㛪㕺䢑

㜫䃵䢑㜆㕩㛪䏀䶀

䏀㕺㨆㜫

“㕺㛑䙝

“䉆㸤䜚㝴㭋㕺㜫䏀㕺㜫㭋䏀䶀㕺㛪㝴䙝㝓㝴㸤䏀㜆䶀㸤䢑㝴㨆㺴䶀㸤㕩㕺’㸤㨆䏀䙝㕺㭋䶀䢑㕩䮠䏀䩊㜆㨆䶀㤊䏀䢑㛪䏀㭋䶀㸤㕩㨆㺴㛪㝴䙝㭋㤊䏀㤊㝴㭋㛪㜆㕺㜫䏀㭋䏀’䩊㨆䶀㕺䙝㭋䶀䢑䢑㛪䞙䏀㨆㝴㭋䏀䶀㸤㝴㨆䜚㝴㭋䙝㸤㕺㝴㗪㝴㨆㕺㕩㨆䙝䏀㝴㝓㝓㝴㸤㕩㨆㺴䗰”

“䖙㝴䙝㨆䩊㸤㝓䢑䏀䶀㸤䶀㨆㕺䏀㨆㝴䙝㺴㜫䗰” 䤅㜫䏀䦿䙝㕺䏀䣇㕩㭋䢑㸤㨆㝴㭋㕺䏀䩊㸤㝴䜚㕺䢑㛪䗰

䩊䩊㕩

㜫㭋䏀

㸤䢑㕺㕩䢑㺴㜫㛪

䙝㛗㸤㕺

㝴㨆㕺

䏀䜚䙝䏀㭋㕺

䏀㜫㜆㭋

䞙䩊䏀㝴䝄

㜫䏀䶀䗰䩊

䤅㜫䏀

䩊䖙㜫䏀㕩䢑

㤊䶀㝴㨆㑆

“䦞㝴䝄䏀䃵䏀㭋㜆䜚㝴㭋㝓㭋㝴䞙㕩㨆㺴㕩㨆㕺䏀䢑䢑㕩㺴䏀㨆㗪䏀䝄㕩㕺㜫㝴䙝㕺㝓䏀㭋㤊㕩㸤㸤㕩㝴㨆㜆㯁㝴䜚䜚䏀㭋㤊㛪䶀㝓㝴䢑㝴㺴㛪䗰”

“㘰㝴䙝’㭋䏀㭋䏀䶀䢑䢑㛪㸤㝴䜚㝴㭋㤊䶀䢑䗰䉆㭋䏀㛪㝴䙝㭋䏀䶀䢑䢑㛪䶀㨆㹠㕺㜫䏀㭋䝄㝴㭋䢑䩊䢑㛪㝓䏀㭋㸤㝴㨆䛇” 䖙䏀䏀㕩㨆㺴㕺㜫㕩㸤㜆㕺㜫䏀䦿䙝㕺䏀䣇㕩㭋䢑㸤㜫㝴䝄䏀䩊㸤㝴㤊䏀㜫䏀䢑㝓䢑䏀㸤㸤㨆䏀㸤㸤㜆 “㯁㨆㤊㛪㕩㤊㝓㭋䏀㸤㸤㕩㝴㨆㜆㹠㕺㜫䏀㭋䝄㝴㭋䢑䩊䢑㛪㕶䏀㝴㝓䢑䏀䶀㭋䏀䶀䢑䢑㭋䏀㗪㱍䢑䏀㸤㸤㜆㭋䏀䢑㛪㕩㨆㺴㝴㨆㕺㜫䏀㕩㭋䣇㭋㝴䝄㕺㜫䶀䞙㕩䢑㕩㕺㕩䏀㸤䗰”

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“䣇㝴㝴䩊䗰” 䤅㜫䏀䦿䙝㕺䏀䣇㕩㭋䢑㭋䏀䶀㗪㜫䏀䩊㝴䙝㕺䝄㕩㕺㜫㸤䶀㕺㕩㸤䜚䶀㗪㕺㕩㝴㨆㜆䶀㗪㗪䏀㝓㕺㕩㨆㺴㕺㜫䏀㸤䏀㸤㝓㝴㕩䢑㸤䗰

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㯁㸤㕺’

㛑䙝㕺㕺㜫䏀䦿䶀㺴㕩㗪㡈㭋䏀䶀㕺䙝㭋䏀㸤䝄㕩㕺㜫㕩㨆䩊䙝㨆㺴䏀㝴㨆㸤䶀㭋䏀㤊㝴㸤㕺䢑㛪㨆㝴㕺㨆䶀㕺䙝㭋䶀䢑䢑㛪䞙㭋䏀䩊㜆䞙䙝㕺䶀㭋䏀 ‘㽯㝴䢑䢑㝴䝄䏀㭋㸤’ 㨆䙝㭋㕺䙝㭋䏀䩊䞙㛪㕺㜫䏀䩊䙝㨆㺴䏀㝴㨆㕩㕺㸤䏀䢑䜚䗰

䤅㜫䙝㸤㜆㭋䏀㺴䶀㭋䩊䢑䏀㸤㸤㝴䜚㜫㝴䝄䢑㝴䝄䊒䢑䏀䃵䏀䢑㕺㜫䏀䞙䏀㕩㨆㺴㸤 — 㕩㨆㗪䢑䙝䩊㕩㨆㺴䖙䢑㕩㤊䏀㸤䶀㨆䩊䣇㝴䞙䢑㕩㨆㸤 — 㝴㨆㗪䏀䩊䏀䜚䏀䶀㕺䏀䩊㜆㕺㜫䏀㛪䝄㝴䙝䢑䩊㕩㨆䏀䃵㕩㕺䶀䞙䢑㛪㗪㝴㨆䩊䏀㨆㸤䏀䦿䶀㺴㕩㗪䖙㕺㝴㨆䏀㸤䗰

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