Danmachi: The Focalors Familia Starting from the Dungeon

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As a Level 1 adventurer, Robin participating in and commanding a battle against ten Level 3 elite monsters and a massive horde of Level 1 and 2 beasts was an undeniable Great Feat in itself.

Furthermore, she had kept her Mental Network active throughout the entire chaotic fight, cast the rank-up magic that dictated the battle’s outcome, and provided constant offensive magic support. Her participation and contribution were unquestionable.

Truthfully, Aiden knew that with Robin’s buff temporarily pushing him to a Level 3 combat threshold, even without casting Genos Angelus, he could have defeated all the monsters after a bitter struggle simply by maintaining Everlasting Flames.

But the objective of this Domain was to defend the Ley Line Monolith. While he had enough destructive power, if he wanted to perfectly protect the Monolith amidst a monster tide, his only viable option was a wide-area annihilation spell like Genos Angelus that could clear the field in one shot.

The mana consumption for that magic was far too immense. Unless there was absolutely no other choice, Aiden never wanted to use it lightly.

Upon returning to the Familia headquarters, Furina was already waiting anxiously by the door.

She knew that Aiden and the girls were challenging a high-difficulty Domain today, all for the sake of leveling up Robin as quickly as possible.

Furina quickly updated the Falna for all the Familia members. As the drop of divine blood fell, the stats on Robin’s back refreshed completely.

She officially leveled up to a Level 2 adventurer and acquired an incredibly rare development ability: Spirit Healing.

[Spirit Healing]: Automatically and slowly recovers mind (mana) after casting magic, while also reducing post-casting mental fatigue.

For someone like Robin, this was unquestionably the perfect development ability.

”To celebrate Robin’s successful level-up,” Aiden proposed, glancing around at the radiant girls. ”Let’s go have a feast at the Hostess of Fertility tonight.”

Before he even finished speaking, a certain figure had already jumped high into the air.

”Yay!!!” Furina’s heterochromic eyes sparkled as she threw her hands up, cheering gleefully. ”Are we going to Ryuu and Syr’s place? I want to eat the most delicious cake in their shop!”

Seeing her uncontainable excitement, Aiden, Robin, Tifa, and Hyacine couldn’t help but exchange amused smiles.

As night fell, the streets of Orario’s Seventh District grew even more bustling than during the day.

The sign for the Hostess of Fertility bathed in the warm, orange glow of magic stone streetlamps. From behind its heavy wooden doors—which were constantly being pushed open—spilled the hearty laughter of adventurers, the crisp clinking of mugs, and the mouth-watering aroma of food.

Aiden pushed the door open, immediately met by a familiar and welcoming wave of heat mixed with the scents of ale, roasted meat, and aged wood.

”Welcome, nya!”

A lively voice rang out. Anya Fromel, the Cat Person waitress with playful short hair, trotted over. Her eyes lit up the moment she saw Aiden’s group.

”It’s you guys, nya! Please follow me, we just happen to have an empty table over here, nya.”

Led by Anya, they settled into a booth near the window. The moment Furina sat down, she eagerly snatched the menu, her eyes locking straight onto the dessert page. Literal stars seemed to pop out of her mismatched eyes.

”This one, this one, and this one too... Aiden, can we order all of them?” she asked, pointing at the various cakes with a face full of pure expectation.

”Main courses first,” Aiden chuckled helplessly, gently plucking the menu from her hands. ”It’s a celebration, so we need to eat actual food. Desserts are for the finale.”

”Fine...” Furina puffed out her cheeks, though she was quickly distracted by the lively atmosphere around them, curiously looking this way and that.

Robin elegantly picked up her water glass, her emerald eyes taking in the surroundings with a faint smile. ”The atmosphere here is truly wonderful. It’s so full of life,” she murmured softly.

”Mhm, and Mia’s cooking is incredible.” As the Focalors Familia’s designated chef, Tifa held Mia’s culinary skills in extremely high regard.

Not far away, another Cat Person waitress, Chloe Rollo, was wiping down the counter. She snuck a glance at Aiden before leaning close to Anya’s ear to whisper.

”That’s the white-haired boy Ryuu’s been keeping her eye on, nya. He’s really handsome, nya. Too bad he’s not a shota, nya.”

Chloe’s tone carried a hint of genuine regret.

”You’re an idiot, nya. You’re a hopeless shota-con, nya.”

Anya shot Chloe a look of utter disgust.

”I really don’t want to be called an idiot by you, nya.” Chloe rolled her eyes, baffled that she was actually being called an idiot by the idiot Anya.

”Welcome back, everyone.”

A gentle voice chimed in. The poster-girl, Syr Flova, stepped out from behind the counter carrying a tray. Her gray eyes were brimming with a smile as warm as a spring breeze. ”It seems today’s adventure went well. Lady Focalors, I made sure to save the last slice of our new mousse cake just for you.”

”Syr!”

Furina immediately perked up as if she had found her savior, her entire face screaming, Give me the cake!

At that moment, a tall, serene green-haired elf walked over. It was Ryuu Lion.

She meticulously set down polished utensils on the table, offering a slight, elegant nod to the group. Her movements were crisp and refined. Then, she offered a slight bow to Furina, her tone carrying an almost imperceptible softness and respect.

”Lady Focalors, you look to be in good spirits.”

As a former member of the Goddess of Justice Astrea’s Familia, Ryuu held a natural reverence and affinity for Furina, who also governed ”Justice.” She had already come to view her as an important friend.

Her gaze then swept across the others, eventually landing on Aiden. For a split second, Ryuu’s expression turned incredibly complex.

The fire-attribute enchantment magic Aiden used was practically identical to Alise’s, constantly making her subconsciously overlap their figures. Coincidentally, Aiden was also the Captain of a Familia of Justice.

”So the brat from the Focalors Familia is here!”

The booming voice of the owner, Mia Grand, roared from behind the counter. She wiped down a massive beer mug, shooting them a glance before letting out a huff.

”A celebration, eh? Usual rules. All the roast meat you can eat, and drinks are twenty percent off.”

”Much appreciated, Mia.”

Aiden replied with a smile, smoothly ordering enough food for five people—and, of course, every single dessert Furina had been obsessing over.

Soon, dish after mouth-watering dish was brought to the table. Tender, juicy roast meat, perfectly golden fried fish, and the mousse cake garnished with fresh strawberries that Syr carried over herself.

Furina was the first to raise her fork. She carefully scooped a bite of the cake into her mouth, her eyes crinkling in absolute bliss as she mumbled incoherently, ”S-So good...”

Watching the radiant smiles on his companions’ faces, Aiden raised his own glass and took a sip. The sweet, fragrant wine flowed down his throat, thoroughly refreshing his spirit.

The atmosphere in the tavern was passionate and joyful.

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