The White Swordsman

I landed in some water. All I could hear from above were the girl's screams.

A piece of her armour landed in the water next to me.

What were the goblins doing to her?

Then I remembered they were goblins.

The screams became more and more distance until they suddenly stopped.

After a while, a rope came down for me.

"Grab me." a voice called out.

I grabbed the rope and climbed up. Stand-in in front of me was a boy with slightly long but neat white hair.

He was wearing white pants with a white belt that had a large black buckle, a white V-necked shirt worn underneath a white trench-coat, a pair fo white fingerless gloves and white boots with black plates to protect his shins.

I'd heard about this guy, he was known as the White Swordsman.

"Hi, I'm Barron Emsworth." he said.

"There was a blue haired girl with me. She got dragged off by goblins," I said. "Have you seen her?"

"I suspect the goblin have gotten away with her by now. There's likely a secret passageway leading out of the dungeon."

"You think so."

"The goblins and slimes probably use the dungeon as a hideout, but they can't get in through the entrance adventurers use, otherwise they'd get spotted easily, so there has to be another entrance they use."

It took a while but we found a button on the wall that opened, revealing a secret passageway. We both got out the dungeon.

"Thanks for saving me back there," I said. "I better get back home."