It was 9 and Iazkia was standing right outside of the door.
"Like I said. Iazkia is just a level 10, I don't want him to get killed, so please I'm begging you."
He heard his mom say to someone.
"I'm not sure. You already know that he won't accept my help, he has too much pride to just accept my help. And you're also a player so you don't need me to just support him. You are level 39 now and even so you have a lot of B grade skills and a lot of experience… So wouldn't it be easier to just go support him yourself?"
A calm and clear voice of the man rang through the room.
Iazkia knew why his mom wouldn't go with him to the dungeons.
After the goblin forst incident… She was too scared and traumatized to even go to a nominal dungeon…
"Well what if…"