"Brother, what are you writing, whoa, 'One Hundred Ways to Die in the Sain Dungeon'? Can writing it earn big money?"
"Rest assured, such a bizarre theme will definitely attract readers."
"No, what I mean is, a hundred ways to die feels a bit too few. I can easily list a whole bunch for you."
"For example?"
"For instance, diving headfirst into the swamp and drowning, or accidentally falling off a cliff while releasing a combat skill, or getting stabbed in the kidney by a monster lurking in the corner, and then there's... misjudging the cliff's height and falling to your death!"
"Hmm, let me change it to 'One Million Ways to Die in the Sain Dungeon.'
"That's better."
"Hiss..."
Leon suddenly shuddered and opened his eyes, realizing he was lying on a cold surface, with the sound of fighting coming from the nearby Heide Castle.
"Why do I feel like I dreamt of some boring conversation I once overheard in a tavern..."
