"Loki-sama, please!"
Misha Flot quickly led the way. When the pig man provoked Roland, as Eina's friend, she went to the guild to bring reinforcements.
Unexpectedly, before calling the person responsible for maintaining order from the guild, I met someone better halfway.
"Oh, how could I miss such an interesting thing!"
The person Misha was entrusted with was a woman with gorgeous vermilion hair, casually tied into a ponytail, and her eyes narrowed. Although she had a beautiful appearance, she seemed to be more of a neutral beauty.
She did not feel worried about the impact of this conflict at all. The unobtrusive temperament belonging to the gods was particularly noticeable in Loki, and the words in his mouth were even more unflattering.
"Zhengchou has been too bored recently and has not had much fun. If that newly promoted lv2 really ruined the time of love between me and Ai Sitan just for the sake of impulse, I must let that guy give it to him at the subsequent divine meeting. Leave a profound memory that will last a lifetime!”
Loki said this of course. Gods are creatures that live for fun. It is their nature to want to join in the excitement when they see it.
As a famous goddess who leads one of the two strongest Familia in Orario, the Loki Familia alongside Freya Familia, she naturally has the confidence to say this.
As the main god, she is always surrounded by strong men from the family, and today is certainly no exception. This is why Misha asked her for help.
The blond girl who followed Loki closely had the magical power to calm the panicked Misha immediately.
As a genius with a reputation throughout Orario, Ais, with her frail human body, reached level 5 at just 16 years old, is known as the strongest female swordsman in Orario.
A mere lv2 player couldn't even get past half a move in her hands.
After a while, the three of them arrived outside the guild hall, and at this time, Ais seemed to notice something. She tapped her toes and jumped to the front, stopping the two of them from moving forward.
The next moment, cracks appeared on the wall in front of them, and then, a heavy figure flew out of it along with smoke and dust, and hit the ground hard.
"It's not good... the newcomer won't be beaten out, right?"
Misha covered her mouth and looked at the figure that was hit on the ground with some worry. It was not until the dust gradually dispersed that she found that it was not the good-looking guy. She breathed a sigh of relief. Then, she realized something An even more horrifying fact.
"No...the one who was beaten out seems to be Allen who is already level 2!"
As if he noticed them coming, Roland, who was standing quietly in the center and waving his hands casually, also raised his head and looked over.
The unknown guild attendant, Loki, and...Ais Wallenstein.
Soon, Roland's eyes were on the girl standing in front of Loki.
She has a slender and tall figure, wrapped in close-fitting light clothing.
The girl has slender proportions, flexible and slender limbs, and is even more beautiful when paired with a strapless, backless, white dress with blue edges and a skirt that reaches to the top of her thighs.
But compared to her slender figure, her face, which is like a porcelain doll, delicate and beautiful, but with no visible expression, is no less impressive.
But the most attractive thing is her long golden hair that reaches her waist. Under the sunlight, it shines like gold sand.
Coupled with the girl's clear and water-like face, looking meticulously ahead and expressionless, her delicate and pretty face not only did not give off a sense of indifference, but instead conveyed a kind of natural nobility.
In this world where Roland has little memory, he still remembers this girl's name.
Ais Wallenstein, a true high-level adventurer, is the absolute main force in any clan. The record of great achievements created in the dungeon has been refreshed again and again by the girl. At only eight years old, The record of reaching level 2 in one year when he was young is still talked about by people.
Because of the girl's exquisite sword skills and the strength of her main god, she was given the title of 'Sword Princess', but more people who have seen the girl fight call her by the more appropriate nickname of War Princess.
With her legendary experience and beauty that would be envied by goddesses from heaven, she is even more famous among adventurers than the gods of many small families. In fact, many adventurers around Roland have been driven by Ai. Attracted by silk, he cast his eyes of envy and adoration.
But Ais seemed to have been used to this kind of treatment for a long time. She just turned her lovable face in Roland's direction and looked at Roland with calm eyes.
"So, what exactly is going on?"
But the impatient god didn't want to understand this atmosphere. She just walked in carelessly, looked around, and asked.
"Didn't you ask me to maintain order? Why did everything end so quickly?"
"Excuse me, Lord Loki!"
Eina trotted over and told Loki the whole story.
"Hey," such an interesting thing immediately attracted the goddess's attention, and she walked towards Roland in a rather careless manner.
"You defeated a level 2 adventurer as a human who didn't receive any favors, and you still want to enter the dungeon in this state?"
Loki's narrowed eyes flashed with amusement, and he walked around Roland, as if he wanted to see into his heart.
But until the end, the smile on Roland's face did not change at all.
He looks pretty good, but it's a pity that he is a boy, not as good as our Aisi Tan.
Loki looked at Roland carefully, trying to find something special about him. Such a feat was no less than a great achievement. It won't be long before other gods will flock to him.
"Boy, have you really never received any favor?"
"No."
Roland admitted this in a rather affirmative tone, and the truth contained in this answer made Loki's eyes twinkle.
You won’t find the treasure yourself, right?
With a simple collecting habit, Loki extended an invitation to Roland.
"So, do you want to join my family?"
This straightforward invitation caused an uproar. As the strongest Familia, there are basically no Level 1 members in the Loki Familia because their staff is already saturated and there is no need to recruit new people to replenish themselves.
"No, it's just that I defeated a level 2 person. If I just join your family, won't all my glory be taken away by you? At that time, Orario will say that it is you who recognize talents with your sharp eyes, and my glory will be Covered up.”
Roland and Loki looked at each other and said frankly: "What I want is for everyone to praise me and show me admiration and admiration."
"Ha ha ha ha!"
Loki clutched his abdomen, as if he was about to burst into tears from laughter.
"This is a treatment that even gods may not have. To be honest, without relying on some special abilities, I have never seen a guy who can be admired by everyone. This is the first time I have met him among the children in the lower world. Such an arrogant being like you.”
Roland also smiled and shouted back at Loki: "Arrogance also requires skill."
"Moreover, there are obviously people like this. He uses his own strength to push forward the times. Just existing there and looking at his back makes people think from the bottom of their hearts - I also want to be like him." Ideas, people like this, have been around since a thousand years ago.”
Loki's smile suddenly faded, and his narrowed eyes opened a little, shining brightly.
If the previous invitation was just a whim, then Roland now had completely aroused her interest.
"I see, you want to be a hero."
Loki saw through Roland's plan, "After the arrival of the gods, such people are rare. After all, heroes are often born in adversity, and they are miracles worthy of worship. In today's era, if you want to achieve This point is far more difficult than before. We have seen countless guys with heroic qualifications, but there has never been anyone who has achieved this in this age of gods."
"That's why heroes have weight."
A meaningful smile appeared on the corner of Roland's lips: "Orario is too boring now. The gods are busy enjoying themselves, the families are fighting for the immediate interests, the adventurers regard exploration as work, and the progress is stagnant. "
"So, they need new leadership."
"Are you provoking me?"
Loki looked at the serious Roland. Not only did he not feel angry, but he slightly raised the corners of his mouth because of the interesting development.
"In recent years, I have indeed been a little lazy, but I don't want to argue with myself. The current development of things is very regular. The current prosperity is precisely the epitome of the pain of the past, even if As one of the most powerful families in Orario, we cannot change the general trend of the people in the lower world."
"Then, wouldn't it be enough to be stronger than everyone else?"
Roland chuckled and stared at Loki.
"In the aristocratic dining etiquette, if someone picks up the napkin on the right first, then everyone else has to pick up the napkin on the right. This is what is called society."
"Since no one has dared to pick up the original napkin yet, let me do it."
What a beauty.
Even though his favorite girl was a cute girl, Loki had to sigh like this for Roland who was shining brightly in front of him.
The people of the lower world cannot lie in front of the gods. As the famous god of mischief, Loki also retains keen insight based on this ability.
She knew that Roland wanted to do it from the bottom of his heart and believed that he could do it. His arrogance even surpassed that of gods.
It's really, really fun!
Regardless of whether the other party will fail or succeed, the development of the situation will definitely exceed their expectations. Even the Loki Familia, who are the strongest, may be irreparably affected by this upcoming storm.
So Loki simply couldn't refuse.
She came here just to see a child like this.
"In that case, do you want a stepping stone? Then let me help you. You want to gain fame and become a hero, right? I have options here that are more suitable for you than dungeons."
I want to see the possibility of seeing this child, and how worth looking forward to his future. Loki took the initiative to take a few steps back, stretched out his hand, and pointed at Roland.
"In that case, let's fight our Aistan."
"Wow——"
Following Loki's declaration, the noisy scene around him fell silent instantly.
Even Aisi was slightly startled.
"Are you kidding me, fighting the Sword Princess?"
"That's level 5..."
Different from the traditional level-skipping challenges that often occur, favor is the power to explore potential and possibility. Each level up requires corresponding courage and ability to complete great achievements. Therefore, the gap between levels is almost qualitative.
At the lv5 level, it can be said to be a different kind of creature. Like the lv2 level that was already counted as Superboy, Aisi can tear the opponent's body into pieces with just a wave of her hand.
But neither Roland nor Loki looked away.
"As long as you can get her approval, even if you win, the Loki Familia will do their best to build momentum for you, complete your plan, and try their best to meet your reasonable requirements."
Loki turned back and looked at Ais.
"Although this is our most proud child, we have to admit that she is a bit stubborn. She will judge your strength from the most impartial perspective. It doesn't matter even if you lose the first time."
"What's the price?"
Hearing Roland's words, Loki, who felt that the other party had fallen into his trap, narrowed his eyes in pleasure again.
"It's very simple. If you don't meet the requirements, just join my family and I will fulfill the previous conditions."
"That's reasonable. Then, please give me some advice, Miss Ais."
Roland raised the corner of his mouth and nodded towards Ais.
"Don't say that we bully you. No matter what kind of weapons you are good at or what preparations you make, you can go to the guild. We will bear all the expenses. Moreover, Aisi can't use her best sword."
After hearing Loki's order, Ais remained expressionless. She retracted her hand that wanted to draw the sword, raised her steps, and walked to the opposite side of Roland.
"It's not necessary, as long as I win... Then, just watch with your eyes wide open. It's proof that I am a hero."
In the surprised eyes of everyone, Roland took Esther's hand next to him.
"Ester?"
"I am my master's sword."
The silver-haired and mouthless girl suddenly burst into great power, and responded to Roland in a calm but determined tone.
As the magic power was extracted, feeling the pulsing contract and connection, Roland did not hesitate to read the spiritual words to call the elves.
"The cold Queen of Steel, the holy sword that slays demons and slays demons!—Here it turns into a sword of steel and gives me divine power."
The elf seal in Roland's hand slowly burst out with light, and Esther's body turned into dreamy light particles, which exploded and gathered in the hand held by Roland.
"Miss Ais, it would be better if you draw your sword."
Roland held the holy sword, which was silver-white in color, embedded with golden engravings and sacred crystals, and glowing with light. He slowly raised it and looked at the inscriptions on the sword. A hint of coldness flashed in his deep eyes. Harsh.
Holding this living holy sword tightly, Roland felt as if his spirit was fused with it. In his hands, the destructive power of this holy sword was definitely not inferior to the so-called A-level treasure, even Better yet.
"I don't want to be too rude, but if you fight me with bare hands, then you will undoubtedly die in my hands."
(End of chapter)
