Chapter 443

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“Anqi? What’s with the rush?”

Finn looked puzzled and confused as he watched the cat-eared girl dash rapidly to his front.

By rights, Anqi should have been in Merun Port City with Loki… So why was she here at his doorstep? And why did she look so flustered?

Finn unconsciously rubbed his thumb with his right hand, a few uneasy thoughts bubbling up in his mind.

“It’s… we encountered some issues in Merun. The Gari Familia from the nation of Tilskula appeared there. They have Level 6 Adventurers! And it seems they have grudges against Miss Tione and Tiona. Those people kidnapped Refia!”

“…And there’s more I haven’t finished telling you yet… Loki asked me to deliver these two urgent letters to you…”

Her cheeks flushed red from sprinting full-speed, Anqi panted as she gave a brief account of the situation for Izay and Finn to understand. Then she fished out two pieces of parchment from her satchel and handed them over.

“The Gari Familia, huh…”

Taking the parchments and opening them, Finn’s tone turned somber. His previously calm blue eyes narrowed slightly.

Looks like our plans to eat dinner outside earlier are shot…

“Those bastards didn’t kidnap just anyone, they had to go after Refia.”

Izay muttered under his breath upon hearing Anqi’s report, shaking his head helplessly.

Refia is practically the group favorite within Loki Familia, highly “esteemed” among the members.

Previously, Ais held this status, but now that Ais has grown up and become more independent, Refia has taken her place.

Although Haruhi’s recent addition has slightly shaken Refia’s position as the group favorite, it’s only a slight shake.

It’s infuriating enough that a companion has been kidnapped, let alone one everyone likes.

Watch out, or you’ll get beaten so badly your own mother won’t recognize you!

Izay didn’t mention how Refia, who has reached Level 4, could still be captured. Because in front of a Level 6 adventurer, a Level 4 is no different than a little chick. No need to make things harder for the sprite.

“Izay, the gods outside want to snatch our companions. You go help in Merun first, and I’ll go call Bert and the others back with Anqi.”

After quickly reading through the letter, Finn summarized its contents into one sentence and glanced at Izay with his azure eyes.

“Alright, I understand… Should I bring Ais’ and the teacher’s weapons for them?”

Before heading to Merun, the weapons of the first-tier adventurers, including Ais, were sent for repair and only returned yesterday.

“That will be handled by us. Just go ahead.”

“Got it.”

With that said, Izay wasted no time pondering further and immediately disappeared from the spot.

Apart from the slowly dissipating starlight, there was no trace of him having ever been there.

At the same moment, Finn glanced towards the direction of the port city: “We must gather our comrades too, Anqi. Bert and Raul went to the Dungeon, they should be on their way back. You find them, and I’ll bring Gress along.”

“Understood!”

As for the Guild’s travel restrictions, those don’t matter much now.

There are informants from the Guild Headquarters in Merun, and Loki has already dealt with them.

For this one instance, the Guild Headquarters won’t say much.

Moreover, due to the involvement of higher-ups from the Guild branch regarding the new species incident in Merun, the Guild Headquarters in Orario will even provide assistance.

With this reason in mind, Finn has already decided to swiftly resolve this matter and severely cripple the claws of the external force daring to lay hands on their companions!

You see, the last faction that dared to attack Loki Familia’s members now has grass several meters high growing on their graves!

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Port city Merun is a prosperous town developed along the shore of the vast brackish-water lake – Lake Logolok. Located southwest of Orario, its size is about half that of Orario.

Such an area is already quite impressive compared to other cities outside. After all, Orario is known as the center of the world, its prosperity goes without saying.

And Merun is the crucial port connecting this world center, allowing Orario direct access to the ocean and facilitating trade with various countries around the world.

Long before anyone knows when, Merun and Orario had intersected.

The cause originated from the “gap” in the Dungeon.

In the lower levels of the Dungeon, the “Water Riddle City” region has a deep passage that directly connects to the bottom of Lake Logolok.

Through this passage, countless aquatic monsters escaped from the Dungeon to wreak havoc on the sea, causing endless suffering for the fishermen.

Until fifteen years ago, when one of the three greatest adventurer quests in the world, the Sea King Leviathan, was defeated. Its body was used to suppress and seal the passage at the bottom of Lake Logolok, cutting off the connection between the Dungeon and the ocean.

But in today’s era, remnants of the Dark Faction seem to have intentions of reopening the seal on the passage.

Some individuals also take advantage of this town’s distance from Orario’s main headquarters and powerful adventurers, secretly transporting monsters to the surface.

If speaking of operating black markets, this town, which lies beyond the jurisdiction of the Guild Headquarters, is indeed the most suitable place.

What meets the eye is a clear lake shimmering with ripples and a few boats moored at the port. Seeing this scene, Izay couldn’t help but feel a bit nostalgic.

Who would have thought that beneath such peaceful and tranquil appearances, countless darknesses have taken root and grown?

“Those bastards selling humanoid monsters to noble freaks who love monsters seem to conduct transactions here too. I remember there being a Level 5 idiot around here. The artificial labyrinth also has an exit here…”

Literal sentimentality upon seeing the scenery, stepping onto the land, Izay recalled all sorts of information about this town.

A unique salty breeze carrying the scent of the sea passed by, waterbirds chirping echoed everywhere, blending with the boisterous voices of sailors distinct from adventurers. Even with closed eyes, one could sense the boundary between water and land.

This view differs from the Dungeon, possessing a magical quality that calms the heart.

Near the port, many residents and sailors gathered.

These sailors aren’t merely strong young men; most of them are blessed by the gods and can be considered adventurers active at sea.

They belong to the Njord Familia.

To summarize, this Familia is a large commercial-type Familia, similar to the Demeter Familia.

However, while the Demeter Familia operates agricultural products, they operate marine products.

The overall strength of the Familia is moderate, with quite a number of Level 2 members, but none reaching Level 3.

Even so, a force holding multiple Level 2 adventurers is enough to dominate in this town.

Yet what Izay saw upon arriving here was not such a sight.

Positioned all around the port, one Amazonian woman after another with healthy wheat-colored skin surrounded Port Merun.

As if conducting a sacred sacrificial ritual, not allowing any disturbances, they attempted to isolate Merun from the outside world.

“Tch… The state-natured Gari Familia, they really have a lot of people!”

Standing at the highest point of a tower, Izay couldn’t help but whistle as he bypassed the Amazons’ watchful eyes using magic.

No wonder Loki sought reinforcements.

Facing enemies outnumbering them by several times, calling for backup is normal practice!