Flashy Adventurer System : Show Off to Get Stronger! - Chapter 740

Chapter 740: Asger
Four hours later, Shirley woke up and quickly turned her head to see the exhausted young woman beside her.

Wendy’s eyes were drooping as she struggled to stay awake.

“Thanks for keeping watch, Wendy. Get some rest now. I’ll take over.” Shirley said, prompting a nod from the tired priestess.

Moments later, Wendy was fast asleep, curled on her side with her hands tucked under her head as makeshift pillows.

Shirley watched her for a few moments, remembering the time when she’d felt a deep hatred for the young priestess.

Now, knowing Wendy well, she couldn’t help but feel guilty about it.

There was no way Wendy had been faking her worry and guilt back then.

Apologizing to the young priestess in her heart, Shirley stood up, peering her head out of a shattered glass window to check if there were any terrorists roaming the area.

Seeing there were none, she breathed a sigh of relief.

Wendy just fell asleep.

So, she was determined to ensure her comrade and close friend would get at least two hours of rest—equivalent to five hours of regular sleep, thanks to the natural recovery pill they had taken the day before.

Returning to Wendy’s side, Shirley checked her spatial bag.

Unlike Shye, the resources the two young women could bring were limited, and they were now down to two natural recovery pills each.

While their potion reserves were fine, they were running out of food and water.

“There must be some food and drinks stashed somewhere on every floor…” she muttered, closing her spatial bag.

Shirley waited for two hours before she began exploring the rooms and offices near the one Wendy was sleeping in.

Unfortunately, she couldn’t find anything except for a packet of cookies.

Shirley knew she couldn’t stray too far without putting Wendy’s safety at risk.

So, she decided to wait until the young priestess woke up.

An hour and a half later, Wendy stirred, rubbing her eyes and stretching.

She looked well-rested.

“Sorry, Shirley. How long was I asleep?” Wendy asked, looking slightly embarrassed.

“No worries, we need all the rest we can get,” Shirley replied with a smile. “Shall we continue?”

“Yes, let’s keep going. Oh, by the way, I’m running low on food and water… maybe we can search for some along the way?”

“Good idea. Let’s see if we can find some on this floor before heading back to the eighth…”

The two young women stood up and left their hiding spot, cautiously making their way down the metallic corridors of Midnight Brigade’s Third Headquarters, searching room by room in hopes of finding food and water.

Shirley and Wendy’s mission this time was to assassinate Midnight Brigade’s vice-leader, who was reportedly based at the Third Headquarters.

Although Vice-Leader Asger held a position lower than that of the organization’s leader, the WAA had gathered intelligence from their informants indicating that he was the strategic mind behind the organization.

In contrast, Midnight Brigade’s leader, Einar Maximus, turned out to be all brawn and no brains.

The terrorist organization would gradually collapse once Asger died.

However, while the glory awaiting the two young heroine candidates upon completing their mission was great, so too were the risks involved.

After all, they were two attractive young women inside a den of wolves.

If they were to be defeated, they would undoubtedly face a fate worse than death.

An hour later, Shirley and Wendy finally completed their search of all the rooms and offices on the seventh floor, managing to gather a decent amount of food, although there was very little water among their finds.

Nonetheless, the resources they found were at least enough to allow them to keep going for a few days.

Hopefully, they could find the office of the man named Asger before their resources ran out.

About thirty minutes later, Shirley and Wendy returned to the eighth underground floor, cautiously peering out from the staircase to ensure the coast was clear.

Not seeing anyone, they continued down the stairs.

Unfortunately, there were simply too many terrorists hunting for them, so they encountered two squads just fifteen minutes later, forcing them to fight for their lives once more.

Meanwhile, in an office with a luxurious bed in the corner, a middle-aged man with medium-length curly black hair and a slim yet toned physique confronted two imposing middle-aged men, both of whom looked somewhat embarrassed.

“So? Where are my b*tches?” Asger demanded with a scowl. “It’s been a week!”

“V-Vice Leader Asger, we’re sorry. The two invaders are still at large, reportedly hiding somewhere on the eighth floor…” one of the commanders said apologetically, embarrassed by their failure to capture a simple warrior and priestess duo of young women.

“Incompetent bastards!!”

*PAH!*

After slapping the faces of his two commanders, Asger kicked the door of his office open.

As per the reports, the two young women were extremely attractive, and he had long been craving to have a taste of them.

Hence, he decided to leave his office to hunt for them himself.

Although Asger wasn’t as strong as the organization’s leader, Einar, he was confident that he could at least defeat two youngsters, especially since one of them was a fragile priestess.

He was a scout, so he believed that subduing a mere priestess would be easy work for him.

Besides, he could always ask for help if he couldn’t defeat the two by himself.

The priority was to locate the two young women and make sure they didn’t escape.

After all, even though he was never short of women by his side, as the organization’s female members often threw themselves at him, experiencing the allure of young and beautiful adventurers was something entirely different.

Especially when their initially horrified expressions transformed into ones of pleasure, giving him a sense of validation regarding his skills in the bedroom.

Asger strode toward the eighth floor with large, confident steps, smirking in anticipation, while the two commanders hurried after him and positioned themselves behind him as they walked together.

‘Little wh*res… come out, come out, wherever you are…’