Chapter 104

Chapter 105: Asfi: “So tired, wanna cry… (Subscribe for the first update!)”

“Asfi, how’s the intel gathering on that person going?”

“Still no progress… For some reason, after his level-up, he rarely goes to the guild. The intel from there is limited, but it’s rumored someone spotted him in the Great Tree Maze.”

The deity Hermes conversed amidst a bustling crowd. His companion, called Asfi, was a human woman.

Unlike the deity who acted somewhat frivolously, the woman appeared more serious.

With silver-rimmed glasses, her delicate features framed by light blue hair were charming, yet her expression and tone remained strictly professional.

A wide white overcoat enveloped her figure, revealing only her elegant feet bound tightly by strappy sandals.

Golden wing-like decorations wrapped around the sandals caught attention, though no perverts on the street stared at her feet, nor did many notice.

“Hmm~ The Great Tree Maze? Progress is surprisingly fast, a place many can’t reach even after years.”

“Also, rumors suggest his magic count might have exceeded three, including a high-output attack magic with a long incantation that heavily wounded an enhanced wyvern. Many witnessed it.”

The woman explaining beside the main deity Hermes was strikingly beautiful, her sharp emerald eyes filled with intelligence and wit.

A streak of her bangs was dyed white, unique and distinct.

Hearing Asfi’s gathered intel, Hermes chuckled.

“Seriously exaggerated compared to outside rumors!”

The tales reaching beyond Orario merely spoke of breaking Level 2 within a month, achieving a grade promotion.

Yet, many doubted it, thinking it exaggerated.

Some even speculated the days required for leveling up were falsified for show.

But upon investigation within Orario, they discovered the rumors weren’t just true—they were modest.

What does it mean for a human to potentially possess more than three magics?

Hermes knew all too well.

An absolute “Heroic Genius!” Comparable to ancient legends!

And correspondingly, with such a number of magics, one rare skill must be possessed!

Though just speculation, Hermes, having wandered and traveled for years, trusted his judgment.

“Strange, why aren’t adventurers spreading massive doubts about this? It’s unlike them.”

“Not that they’re not doubting, but against the name ‘Loki Familia,’ any doubt seems weak.”

Asfi replied softly.

Not everyone has the courage to question a faction reigning supreme in Orario.

Even deities tremble under Loki’s power; what chance do adventurers have?

Their conversation paused as the avenue’s noise engulfed them.

Before a shop, a multi-species bard troupe visiting Orario played instruments under the blue sky, showcasing their skills to the citizens.

Like Hermes, these travelers roamed, turning sights into lyrics, harmoniously blending string instruments to lively or passionate tunes.

People surrounded them, while residents above leaned out of windows, listening intently.

Hermes stopped, clapping after the song ended, tossing coins.

Blessed by the deity’s smile, the travelers expressed gratitude, and the audience cheered loudly in praise.

“What do you plan to do with that ‘Silver Star’?”

Asfi asked as they resumed walking.

“You haven’t told me the reason, just let me gather intel, you seem very interested…”

“Maa… You’re right, I am genuinely interested.”

“If so, I think you should stop early. The Loki Familia isn’t someone we can provoke!”

Asfi’s tone grew slightly heavier, like advising.

“Relax, Asfi. I just want to observe this person, no ulterior motives. This time, I’m serious, really just observing~”

“…”

Uncertain how to react, Asfi wiped unexpectedly sore eyes with her finger.

She, usually calm and composed, revealed years of accumulated fatigue.

That look belonged to those repeatedly fooled by gods.

Asfi didn’t trust a single punctuation mark of her deity’s words.

Repeated trust had led to being fooled and sometimes trouble.

And every time, she was the one cleaning up the mess caused by Hermes…

Why did she get stuck with such a deity?

Asfi felt so tired, she wanted to cry…

Noticing his faction leader’s state, Hermes gently patted her head with a soft smile, offering silent comfort.

“…”

“Seems things are more complicated than I thought.”

Izay exited the Dungeon empty-handed, muttering quietly to himself, analyzing his recent experiment.

Surrounding him, a group of adventurers entering and exiting the first basement floor of the Babel Tower cast curious glances.

They regarded Izay, who returned safely without visible weapons, with awe.

In reality, his weapons had heroically sacrificed themselves.

After spending half a day in the dungeon, Izay roughly understood some characteristics of his enchantments.

Firstly, stages.

Enchantments could be divided into three stages:

Basic Enchantment, Advanced Enchantment, and Perfect Enchantment.

Izay had just conceived these three stages.

The first stage is non-incantation enchantment, which still significantly enhances weapons but drastically reduces their durability.

The second stage uses incantations, equivalent to advanced enchantments, doubling the enhancement effect of the first.

It stabilizes the enchanted attributes and strengthens the weapon comprehensively, including durability.

This method allows adventurers to use weapons for extended periods, though it’s still one-time use.

Once the weapon reaches its limit, it cannot be repaired or recycled.

The third stage is like Izay’s silver-gray spear—Perfect Enchantment.

Flawlessly enhancing the weapon itself, its quality surpasses the previous two by leaps and bounds.

However, none of these enchantments are affordable for rookie adventurers.

Even basic enchantments double the value of the weapon.

A seven thousand Valis longsword sells for at least one hundred thousand Valis.

Short lifespan aside, the intensity of the attack compensates for this drawback, ensuring buyers.

How long will this last…