Danmachi: The Focalors Familia Starting from the Dungeon

”Let me see!” Loki snatched the parchment from his hands. The moment she saw the effects of the [Tonal Resonance] skill, her squinty eyes instantly widened to perfect orbs.

”This girl is hacking, isn’t she?! Isn’t she just another Battlefield Saint?!”

”And how is she this pretty?! Why didn’t anyone notice before?”

”I get it now. So sly. Sealing away her looks with makeup. Focalors, you’re really something!”

Seeing Robin’s skill effects, everyone understood why the Focalors Familia leveled up so fast. Possessing such a logic-defying team experience buff made rapid leveling practically a given.

However, Hermes looked thoughtfully at Furina.

Feeling his gaze, Furina’s heart couldn’t help but skip a beat, but her face maintained that proud, self-satisfied look.

Hermes casually tipped his hat down. This skill indeed explained the majority of the questions, but he knew Focalors was definitely still hiding something.

At the very least, Aiden’s leveling speed was visibly faster than the others—that was a glaring flaw in the logic.

He wasn’t the only one; Loki, Freya, and several other sharp-minded deities had vaguely guessed it. But no one exposed it.

Focalors had already made a concession by revealing a Rare Skill capable of causing a massive uproar. Pushing any further would completely tear off the facade of civility. While the gods didn’t care about saving face, they were absolutely terrified of retaliation from the Focalors Familia. After all, nobody wanted to needlessly offend a Familia possessing such terrifying growth potential.

”My, oh my, we really got to see something incredible. I truly have to thank you, little Focalors!” Loki instantly changed her tune, sidling up to Furina with a beaming smile and affectionately wrapping an arm around her shoulders. ”Say, could I borrow your Robin for a bit? Don’t worry, I won’t poach her. I just want her to make friends with my kids. They could go adventuring in the Dungeon together, build some camaraderie, you know?”

”What a brilliant calculation, Loki.” A cold, elegant voice sounded as Freya slowly spoke up. ”However, the answer is no.”

”Huh?!” Loki instantly bristled like a furious cat, glaring at Freya with narrowed eyes. ”What does this have to do with you, you nympho? You looking for a fight?!”

Seeing the main gods of Orario’s two strongest Familias locking horns, the other deities tactfully kept their mouths shut. Although they, too, wanted to leech off Robin’s skill and put their own members on a rocket-ship to leveling up, they knew perfectly well that they didn’t even have the right to wait in line in front of these two.

In the corner, Ishtar, the Goddess of Beauty, had an expression so dark it was practically dripping water. The gaze she directed at Furina was filled with venomous resentment. If the Freya Familia used Robin to grow even stronger, wouldn’t that destroy any chance she had of toppling her old rival?

The mere thought made her gnash her teeth in hatred.

But she wasn’t an idiot. She recognized that this now-public ”team experience buff” would become a vital strategic asset in Orario, much like the Battlefield Saint. She was no longer someone Ishtar could easily touch. If she dared to make a move, Freya wouldn’t even need to intervene—Loki would be the first to tear Ishtar to shreds.

Seeing Orario’s two strongest Goddesses at each other’s throats, invisible sparks seemingly igniting the air, Hermes hastily stepped in. He plastered an obsequious smile on his face, lowering his posture completely.

”My, my, two beautiful and powerful Goddesses, please calm your anger, calm down. This leeching... ah, no, this matter of deepening Familia friendships—can we put it on hold for now? We have more pressing matters to attend to. We need to give the kids their aliases first.”

”Tch.” Loki shot him a glance before standing down, returning to her seat. However, her narrowed eyes continued to sweep unpleasantly over Freya.

Freya, meanwhile, let out a soft chuckle, acting as if nothing had just happened, maintaining her composure and elegance the entire time.

”Alright, alright. Now, we will commence the naming for the great Focalors Familia’s Aiden! Everyone, begin your passionate proposals!” Hermes exaggeratedly wiped non-existent cold sweat from his forehead before shouting with a laugh.

”Ooooohhhh!” The meeting grew lively once again.

”I’ll go first! [Walking 50 Million]! I suggest we call him this,” declared a male god who had lost his shirt in the War Game, gritting his teeth as he shouted first.

”Vulgar. I say we should call him [Rooftop Inspector].” Another deity pounded the table in agreement, drawing a wave of laughter. Clearly, he was also among the heavy losers.

”Your tastes are terrible.” An effeminate-sounding male god fanned himself and said shrilly, ”I recall Focalors is a Water Goddess, right? But this kid’s magic is purely fire-attribute. Why don’t we just call him [Rebellious Son of the Water God]?”

Pfft! Furina sprayed out a mouthful of juice. She violently whipped her head around, her azure heterochromatic eyes glaring fiercely at the male god as her teeth audibly ground together.

Talk about pouring salt on a wound. She was most insecure about the fact that Aiden lacked any traits of a Water God’s Familia. If it weren’t for her other self activating a cheat, Aiden genuinely would have had zero connection to ”water.”

However, this proposal made many gods’ eyes light up. Filled with excellent ironic flair, they unanimously voiced their approval.

”He can use Silence’s magic, right? How about [Silence No. 2]?” another male god suggested.

”Ooooh, that’s not bad either.”

”You tasteless bunch of hacks.” Furina slammed her hand on the table and shot up, raging flames burning in her azure heterochromatic eyes.

She puffed out her chest and declared in a gorgeously theatrical, aria-like tone: ”My Aiden is a hero who carves open the future amidst adversity! His name should shine like the stars and be sung like an epic! How could it be sullied by the vulgar dirt of the likes of you?!”

”My, my, little Focalors is absolutely right.” Loki leaned back lazily in her chair, smiling with squinted eyes. ”Your naming sense is honestly flatter than our Tiona’s chest.”

The entire hall burst into laughter at those words. Even Furina, who had been fuming a moment ago, couldn’t help but twitch her lips.

Far away in the Twilight Manor, a certain Amazonian girl inexplicably let out a massive sneeze.

”Listen up, all of you.” Loki suddenly sat up straight, slammed the table, and domineeringly made the decision on Furina’s behalf. ”This kid’s alias will be [Flamescion]. Who agrees? Who objects?”

Loki certainly hadn’t forgotten that she still owed Aiden a massive favor. Attending the Denatus this time was partly to repay that debt. Furthermore, given her urgent desire to leech off Robin’s skill, she naturally had to try her hardest to curry favor with the Focalors Familia.

”Supported! I think that works!”

”If Loki says so, then let it be.”

”Alright, [Flamescion] it is. It’s actually quite fitting.”

Seeing a heavyweight like Loki personally stepping in to issue the decree, the other gods could only suppress their wicked inclinations and hurriedly voice their agreement, terrified that this Goddess of Mischief would make their lives miserable in the future.

”I have no objections,” Freya also agreed with a smiling expression.

Furina furrowed her brow. Truthfully, she wasn’t entirely satisfied. In her opinion, [Sword of Justice] or [Half-Body of the Water God] would have been much more fitting for Aiden’s status as the Captain of a Water Goddess’s Familia.

But... the alias [Flamescion] was still vastly superior to those overwhelmingly wicked joke names. The mere thought of something like [Rebellious Son of the Water God] made Furina shudder.

So, she could only silently accept this barely tolerable alias.

”Alright! Focalors Familia’s Aiden, the alias shall be [Flamescion]. It is decided.” Hermes announced loudly, then immediately whipped up his enthusiasm to a fever pitch as he screamed: ”Next up is her! The Vice-Captain of the Focalors Familia, the beauty possessing the Rare Skill, Robin!”

”OOOOOHHHHH!” This time, the atmosphere in the hall was completely different.

Because Robin was a flawlessly beautiful woman, coupled with a logic-defying Rare Skill that made every god green with envy, she received the unreserved adoration of the vast majority of the deities.

”[Harmony Saint]! I think this one is great.”

”How about [Chanting Maiden]? It sounds so beautiful.”

”Only [Stardust Diva] is worthy of her singing voice!”

”I think [Saint’s Aria] isn’t bad either.”

Every proposed alias was brimming with praise and goodwill.

Finally, after a round of discussion, Robin’s alias was officially finalized as [Saint of Battle Rhythm], accounting for both her singing voice and her combat support capabilities.

Immediately after, Tifa’s alias was decided as [Starlight], symbolizing her radiant figure during close-quarters combat.

And Hyacine, owing to her potent healing abilities and gentle personality, received the poetic alias [Physician of Fluctuating Light].

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