Now that they had decided to leave the dungeon,

  the pn was simple; since there was no other way out, they had to clear every floor.

  From the ninety-ninth down to the first floor.

  Ryan quickly realized something.

  His debt skill did not activate while he was in danger, or while any of the girls he was supporting were in danger.

  Mirian’s archery skill was quite useful. She could unch area attacks that dealt significant damage to enemies, and Helen only had to finish them off with her sword.

  They advanced quickly from floor 99 down to 75.

  So far, Ryan had been giving simple orders.

  Like having them scratch his back.

  Or making one of them jump, then telling them to py arm wrestling and rock-paper-scissors.

  That was how they managed through the floors they advanced. Also, since they entered combat quickly as they descended, it wasn’t necessary to give orders on every single floor.

  "So do you think it’ll take us more than ten days to reach the first floor?" Ryan asked curiously.

  Helen sat down to rest and replied,

  "No way. When we entered the dungeon, we were only C-css. We reached S-rank here."

  "Yeah," Mirian added. "The experience you gain here is incredible."

  'So even though a support isn’t supposed to fight, if I killed monsters here, could I gain a lot of experience?'

  Ryan smiled.

  "Gross! Why are you smiling like that? You’re thinking about some weird order again, aren’t you?"

  "Of course not!"

  "Ha, ha. Don’t fight."

  "By the way, do you know any other S-rank heroes?" Ryan asked curiously.

  "There should be some in the capital. Normally it would take many years to go from C-css to S, and most people don’t even get past C-rank. We were lucky to end up here, and now we’re S-rank."

  'Lucky? On the contrary. It was because of your terrible luck that you ended up here.'

  "And then there are the Demon Kings. Their strength is undoubtedly comparable to that of an SSS hero."

  Ryan crossed his arms when he heard that.

  'So there are Demon Kings too. How interesting.'

  "But I’ve never seen a Demon King… I’d like to fight one," Helen muttered.

  "Don’t say nonsense. They’re extremely strong. I wouldn’t want to run into one even as a joke."

  "I wasn’t serious, you know," Helen grumbled.

  ...

  After resting, they continued advancing. Ryan kept strengthening them with his support spells.

  Now they were on floor 55.

  The monsters here were dying in a single attack.

  "And to think it was so hard for us to kill them at the beginning," Helen said, resting her sword on her shoulder.

  "That’s normal. We didn’t even have half the power we have now."

  "Mirian, leave those two to me. They’re the st ones on this floor."

  "Alright. They’re all yours."

  Helen rushed forward and cut one of the monsters in half, a kind of giant wolf.

  "Wait, Helen!" Ryan shouted before she finished off the st one.

  She stopped abruptly.

  "What? What’s wrong?" she asked uneasily.

  "I order you not to kill it. Just cut off its arms and legs."

  "What! But why!" she grumbled.

  "Are you going to stop compining, or should I give another order?"

  "Fine, fine. I’m on it."

  Helen cut off both of the wolf’s forelegs and hind legs. It crawled weakly.

  "Why are you giving that order, Ryan?" Mirian asked.

  Ryan didn’t answer and walked up to the wolf. He stood in front of its massive head and took a fighting stance, as if concentrating his strength into his fist.

  It wasn’t a skill; he was simply focusing.

  "What? What’s he doing? A support can’t even kill monsters from the first floor. And especially not without weapons," Helen said incredulously.

  After focusing, Ryan brought his fist down with all his strength onto the wolf’s head.

  The wolf didn’t die, but its head bled.

  He had damaged it.

  Before Helen and Mirian’s disbelieving eyes, Ryan knew that his increased strength stat could deal damage. He repeated the attacks, this time with five consecutive blows.

  "One more…"

  A sixth strike ended the wolf’s life, making it disappear.

  "But how! Since when do you have that much strength!"

  "Ryan… you really managed to finish it."

  "It’s not that big of a deal. It was already half dead," Ryan replied.

  [Bonus acquired: +25,000 XP]

  'I didn’t expect to gain that much XP. Maybe I can level up more.'

  Helen and Mirian looked at him curiously, but Ryan ignored them, more focused on the fact that it had been a good idea to invest the rest of his attributes into Strength. His Strength had already reached 830, and his Resistance had also increased.

  Then Helen came up with an idea: that Ryan should finish off the boss on floor 50 where they were.

  "But it has area damage. You need to be very careful," Mirian said worriedly.

  "Don’t worry. I’ll seal its mouth. I’ll stab my sword right into it. Ha, ha, ha."

  They went to face the boss. Although it wasn’t a problem for them, Ryan knew that with his current Resistance, taking even a single hit would leave him badly injured, even if he could heal himself.

  If he received consecutive attacks, he wouldn’t endure them, and if he died there, he didn’t know what would really happen to him.

  When the wolf boss was weakened and trapped, pinned to the ground by its four legs with Mirian’s arrows and its mouth pierced by Helen’s sword,

  Ryan stood in front of it and rained down punches with all his strength.

  On the seventeenth strike, it finally died.

  [Bonus acquired: +420,000 XP]

  [Level increased]

  [Level bonus: +20 Points]

  [Attributes increased: +10 to all stats]

  [Level increased]

  [Level bonus: +20 Points]

  [Attributes increased: +10 to all stats]

  'I leveled up twice just from the boss. Nice.'

  "Awesome, it worked!" Helen shouted excitedly.

  "Should we do the same with every remaining boss?"

  [New reward received.]

  [Title: Wolf Hunter - All Stats +90]

  "A title?" he muttered.

  Ryan was distracted, observing the title’s attributes.

  "Look! It dropped a rare weapon!"

  Rudriel