Danmachi: Adventuring Till the End!

Having wasted his life in the glamorous world of his previous life, Orsted had seen too much, and his heart had been tainted. 

He did not believe his soul would be as pure as the Bell Cranel's and doubted it would catch the attention of Freya.

However, reality proved to be the opposite of what Orsted expected.

He was noticed by Freya...

The intense gaze, so hot it seemed to melt him even from such a distance, and the direction of the gaze coming, all indicated that Orsted was being watched by Freya, the goddess who could see through the souls of others.

"I hope nothing happens."

"Hey, Orsted, you're back," a voice greeted him as soon as he arrived at the counter.

He saw Eina Tulle, the guild advisor responsible for new adventurers, smiling at him with visible relief on her face.

"Eina, I'm back," Orsted nodded lightly and greeted her.

"Which floor did you go to today? You didn't go to the fifth floor, did you?" Eina asked, her tone concerned.

As the person in charge of adventurers, it was her duty to keep track of their progress. 

The guild also recorded the depth of adventurers' explorations, specifically the floors they reached in the dungeon. 

This was a tacit agreement among the gods of Orario, and no one openly resisted it—at least not on the surface.

However, many familias concealed their true capabilities from the guild. 

For example, the Hermes Familia and the Ikelos Familia were known to underreport their strength. 

The leader of the Hermes Familia, Asfi Al Andromeda, was a Level 4 adventurer but reported as Level 2. 

Similarly, Dix Perdix, the leader of the Ikelos Familia, was a Level 5 adventurer but registered as Level 4. 

Many other familias likely followed this practice.

Hearing Eina's question, Orsted fell silent, which gave her the answer she feared. 

Her eyes twitched slightly, and she sighed, holding her forehead.

"Orsted, I know you're talented, but that doesn't mean you can take such risks."

"You've only been an adventurer for a few days. How can you venture so deep into the dungeon?"

In Eina's opinion, the fifth floor was already dangerously deep for a rookie like Orsted. 

The previous adventurer she supervised took ten days to reach the fifth floor, even with the help of companions. 

Orsted, however, had done it alone in just five days. 

This was reckless.

"Orsted, are you listening to me?" Eina's voice grew louder as she noticed his lack of response.

"I'm sorry, but I'll follow your advice next time," Orsted replied, his tone sincere.

"Hmph, I know you're a good child, but I can't help worrying," Eina sighed, her voice softening.

Orsted: "..."

Though they had only known each other for a few days, Eina had already gained a deep understanding of Orsted. 

His approach to adventuring was methodical and careful, and he rarely put himself in unnecessary danger. 

Still, the thought of him venturing so deep into the dungeon so early worried her. 

At fifteen, Orsted was young—too young, in her opinion. 

At his age, she had just graduated from the school district. 

Yet here he was, an adventurer exploring the dungeon alone, with no veteran to guide him. 

The Hestia Familia, to which he belonged, had no other members to rely on.

"Thank you for your concern, Eina," Orsted said, offering a faint smile.

"You sound like a little brat," Eina teased, shaking her head with a smile. 

She gently tapped his forehead and added, "Well, you're here to exchange magic stones, right?"

"Hand them over. I'll handle the exchange for you. No need to go to the counter."

"Yes, they're all here," Orsted nodded, untying the cloth bag from his waist and placing it on the counter.

Eina's eyes widened slightly at the size of the bag. 

She had noticed it when Orsted entered the guild but couldn't help remarking, "Orsted, your luck is incredible. You always manage to bring back so many magic stones."

For a solo adventurer venturing only as deep as the fifth floor, such a number of magic stones were unusual. 

Yet Orsted consistently returned with a large number.

"Wait a moment. I'll process the exchange for you," Eina dived into her work again. 

Soon, she finished counting and placed a bag on the counter.

"A total of 110,000 valis. Another impressive earning. With this, you can upgrade your equipment."

"Thank you," Orsted replied, taking the bag and tucking it into his coat.

"I should head back now," he said, preparing to leave.

"Alright, go on. Otherwise, your goddess might come to Babel again," Eina joked, waving him off.

"See you tomorrow, Eina."

"See you tomorrow, Orsted."