Divine Luck: SSS-Rank Battle Maid Harem-Chapter 478: The Tenth Floor

Zach and Nora were tired to the point where they much preferred sitting on the damp and torn-to-shreds ground. Alzara also showed clear signs of exhaustion. She had needed to use a lot of her cursed energy to fell the trees, even if she only used her Curse of Weakness.

One hundred big trees with bark harder than common steel was a lot to deal with for the trio.

But they couldn’t rest forever. It wouldn’t be long until the Child moved to the ninth floor. He wouldn’t have any trouble following the signs of the tree monsters dragging their bodies across the ground toward them even if he ended up far away from them.

Even if they were tired, they had to continue moving until they could find the others, who were hopefully moving as quickly through the floors as them, or until they could find an opportunity to rest.

Zach glanced at Nora. She was still slightly out of breath. But she had recovered enough. He got up.

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"Let’s go," he said. The other two nodded and gathered the pieces of heartwood in one place. A moment later, they teleported to the tenth floor.

The first thing Zach noticed was the hard ground beneath his feet. It was more solid than the soft forest floor from the previous floors. The second thing he noticed was the arrow that lodged itself in that very ground a moment later.

He looked at the arrow before slowly looking up and toward where it had come from. While raising his gaze, he noticed their surroundings. They looked like they had appeared in the center of a village.

At first, he thought it was a village similar to the ones on the first floor. They had arrived at a place on the tenth floor with a more evolved version of the floor’s monster.

That wasn’t it.

The owner of the arrow looked at them with clear eyes.

Zach frowned. At first, when he saw the arrow that had been shot at his feet, not at him, he thought it might have been a barbarian.

He was mistaken again.

It was a fair person with blonde hair. Those two traits were already exceedingly rare on their own among the Sesha. But the archer also had long pointy ears unlike anything Zach had ever seen on a human.

Either the archer was a strange human, or they weren’t human.

As he glanced around and confirmed the presence of several other beings of similar appearance, Zach could only conclude they weren’t human. If he had to guess, it was probably another race similar to Desert Witches or Angels. Human-like in appearance with a similar degree of sentience.

They were not humanoid monsters.

"Hello?" He raised a hand cautiously.

The archer pointed at him with another arrow.

"Are you from the Empire or the Sesha?"

’The Sesha?’ Zach thought confused.

"The Sesha have been here?" He asked. Of course, they had been here, he realized as soon as he did. Where else would they have gone? They hadn’t seen the barbarians on the previous floors. That could only mean they had continued going down.

But for the residents of the village with wooden huts blending into the trees to use that term…It meant they had talked to the Sesha and gotten along with them over any members of the Empire since most citizens called the Sesha barbarians.

"We haven’t just been here. We are still here," a tall man in typical light, brown clothes stepped out from one of the huts and looked at Zach.

The man narrowed his eyes as he looked at Zach. That fair skin was an indication of his privilege. He hadn’t lived his life on the harsh and sunny Steppes. But he wore Sesha robes. The maids accompanying him wore traditional imperial maid attire, though.

"Answer the question, oddling. Where are you from?" The man asked again, crossing his arms. Zach noticed other barbarians also appear from the same hut and others. He was suddenly surrounded by dozens of barbarians and long-eared beauties of both genders.

"It’s a little complicated…" Zach wasn’t sure how to go about this. If the tribe here was in favor of peace, he wouldn’t mind trying to tell the truth, even if Visla wasn’t with him. But if they were against it, they might try to silence him, especially if he revealed his identity.

"A skinless, then," the man scoffed.

Zach frowned. From the mocking look in the man’s eyes, he could tell it was an insult. But now wasn’t the time to dig into that.

"Whatever. What tribe are you from?"

The man surprisingly wasn’t insulted by Zach’s rude attitude.

"The Ugri Tribe," he answered confidently.

Zach looked at him blankly. He didn’t know many tribes. He didn’t recognize it.

The man frowned. That wasn’t the reaction he expected. Maybe Zach hadn’t heard him.

"I said, ’The Ugri Tribe,’" he repeated.

"Yeah, I heard you. But I haven’t heard of the Ugri Tribe. Is it a big one?" He asked innocently.

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The man with dark hair tied in knots behind his head frowned with a hint of anger.

"It’s only among the four biggest tribes on the Steppes," he explained with frustration in his voice.

Zach’s eyes widened.

"Oh, have you heard of the Children of the Hydra, then?" He asked, moving on to more important matters.

"The fairytales?" The man asked, too surprised by the sudden question to get hung up about the renown of his tribe.

"Exactly."

"Yeah. What about them?"

"They are not fairytales, and at least one of the Children is coming here soon. I think others might already be in the Labyrinth."

It was the Ugri member’s turn to look blankly at Zach. He did that for a moment.

"Hah!" He burst into laughter. After the initial burst, he continued chuckling, and the other members of his tribe slowly joined in.

"...That’s hilarious," he said after a while. "You think I’m gonna let you go now?" He asked, grabbing the saber at his hip.