Chapter 198

Chapter 200: Dagga, Ora Wora!

The faction’s reception room faced the corridor.

At this moment, the three faction giants and the main goddess Loki were all inside, and it was Loki who spoke.

She held a sheepskin paper list in her hand, her face full of disbelief.

This recorded the amount of Valis earned by Izay over the past few days through the creation of enchanted weapons.

“Ten digits worth of Valis! If I had that much money, how much wine could I drink…” Loki hugged the list and let out a silly laugh, seemingly lost in pleasant fantasies.

These Valis were just delivered to the Twilight Manor today by someone from the Hephaestus Familia. Finn and the others had only just learned of this specific news.

“Don’t dream too much, all of this is Izay’s personal property, it has nothing to do with you,” Riviria said coldly after taking a sip of her black tea.

But Loki argued, “What does it matter! Izay is my faction member, his things are mine, isn’t that completely natural!?”

“…”

While what Loki said wasn’t wrong from a certain perspective,

However, facing such a suddenly “capricious” main goddess, Finn and Gress exchanged glances. The dwarf stroked his long beard, his face unreadable, while the Halfling Tribe Leader couldn’t help but smile bitterly.

Should we say she’s worthy of being her? That kind of talk just rolls off her tongue.

Still, the three of them knew that Loki was just joking around.

She wouldn’t be so greedy as to steal from her own faction members… at most, she’d openly pester Izay for some spending money.

It can be foreseen that when Loki gets a craving for alcohol, besides her usual habit of pestering Riviria, she now has an even better option~

Seemingly foreseeing the future scenario, Finn’s bitter smile widened further.

“But speaking of Izay…” Suddenly, Gress, who hadn’t reacted much until now, spoke up: “Isn’t that kid going to level up again? Wasn’t the issue in the Great Tree Sea solved by him?”

Compared to Izay’s ability to make money, the old dwarf cared more about Izay’s strength.

By now, not much could impress Gress. Fine wine and combat were essential needs. Even if he didn’t go on expeditions during this time, he would often visit the dungeon to indulge in some fighting.

Then there was the concern for the growth of the younger generation as an elder of the faction.

Don’t let the old dwarf’s rugged appearance fool you; he was actually very gentle, possessing the dignity expected of an elder, and was very concerned about the younger members of the faction.

With one sentence, the previous topic was sidestepped, and the three faction leaders instinctively turned their gaze toward Loki, who knew best about Izay’s growth.

Exiting her daydream state, Loki scratched her head, “About right. He’s already met the requirements for ‘Great Deeds’ experience needed for leveling up. Now he’s just polishing his final Ability Values. It shouldn’t take too long.”

“All Ability Values are nearly twice the limit of ordinary adventurers? That growth speed… it’s amazing that the kid doesn’t experience any ‘Discrepancy’ between body and spirit.”

Gress sighed wistfully.

The ‘Discrepancy’ between body and spirit refers to the phenomenon caused by a sudden increase in power – the divergence between physical and mental states, a common occurrence after undergoing ‘Rank Ascension’.

Because the ‘Vessel’ undergoes a qualitative change, adventurers usually need time to adapt to their rapidly increasing power.

Upon hearing this, Riviria looked over, “Izay’s mental power rivals that of first-tier adventurers, the impact of ‘Discrepancy’ on him is almost negligible.”

“And it’s not that there hasn’t been any ‘Discrepancy’, it’s just that he adapts quickly during his practice sessions with Ais.”

Finn sat on a single-person sofa nearby, sipping his black tea while listening to their conversation.

“It’s only been a few months since Izay’s last level-up, at this rate, it won’t be long before he catches up with us. He’ll definitely become our faction’s ace combatant.”

“By the way, Riviria, I heard Izay developed high-level recovery magic?”

“…Not recovery magic, it’s advanced healing magic, and it’s three-stage.”

“Come on, the High Priestess girl’s high-level healing magic is only one stage, though it’s the ultra-long chant type.”

“Ultra-long chant? So what? Izay’s got three stages~”

“…”

Watching the three faction leaders chat happily while leaving her out, Loki opened her mouth hesitantly, wanting to say something but stopping herself.

Playing like this made her feel strangely neglected, didn’t it?

Sad…

When Izay and Refia returned to the Twilight Manor, they were unsurprisingly accosted by Loki.

The goddess popped up from somewhere, looking at him with a grin.

“W-What are you doing? Smiling so weirdly…” Izay slightly distanced himself from Loki.

There’s no such thing as visiting without reason, Loki ignoring Refia and coming to him today was definitely for some other purpose.

Upon hearing this, Loki grinned even wider, “Hey~ Izay~ I want to drink soma divine wine~”

“If you want it, buy it yourself, why come to me?”

“I don’t have money~”

Izay understood… meaning she wanted him to pay?

But why didn’t Loki go to Riviria?

She’s a rich woman, hasn’t she always made Riviria pay for her drinks in the past?

Why him today?

Then, Izay learned from Loki about his impressive earnings today. She, Loki, seeing the money, had decided to target the big spender.

“Hmm…” Izay rubbed his chin thoughtfully for a moment, “Since the faction has made a lot of money, using part of it to buy wine for the main goddess seems reasonable…”

“Right, right? So you agree!?” In an instant, Loki was already rubbing her hands together joyfully.

But the next moment,

“Dagga, Ora Wora!”

“-?”

“What I, Izay, love to do most, is saying NO to those who think too highly of themselves!”

Stretching out his hand in a rejecting gesture, Izay couldn’t stop the corners of his mouth from curling upward, almost doing a JOJO pose to prove himself.

But while he was happy, someone else wasn’t.

“Who are you calling?! Izay! Can’t you play memes at appropriate times?!” This made Loki angry… the plains in front of her rose and fell, her intimidating gaze seeming ready to devour someone alive.

“Hmph hphm, don’t get mad Loki, I’ll buy it for you, alright? Don’t rush, it was just a joke, why get so upset?”

“Are you serious?”

“Serious.”

“Alright, I forgive you. You’re truly worthy of being my proud faction member!”

In the blink of an eye, Loki was beside Izay, smiling brightly and patting his shoulder, her mood changing faster than anyone could keep up with.

“Izay, Loki… what are you two doing?”