Bab 112: A Relentless Apology

Clenching his temples in frustration, Rizz glanced at the EXP pop-up with a prickle in his heart. 

[+6,732 EXP]

[Reached lv. 7]

"Ugghhhh… How, in the actual fuck, do you plan to make up for my half-wasted efforts? Huh?"

Rizz batted his eyes and put on a toothy, satirical smile. "If I only wanted half of that EXP, I would've looked for another wolf. It's not like I enjoy hurling myself into the throws of death, not without a fitting reward. Like some fat EXP gain…"

The woman looked up, confused. "Wolf?" 

She followed his pointed finger, spotting the discarded wolf carcass not too far from the Valley Lion. "You mean… you… wanted to find this thing?" 

"Yes! And Bingo was her name-o!" Rizz pressed a finger to the tip of his nose, rolling his eyes away. 

"You, a lv. 6–"

"I'm lv. 7 now!" Rizz corrected. "At least I got one level out of this mess, despite your idiotic interference."