Dragon Ball: Saiyan's Gourmet Journey

Chapter 649 The Responsible Dungeon Consultant

"Eina, are you worried about the new adventurers you were in charge of registering last night?"

Just as she was unable to take a nap, her friend, Missia, who had known her since her student days and was a human woman who, like her, had started as a naive girl and was now a capable guild employee, came over and asked her something.

"Well, a little bit."

Eina did not deny it; her situation was known not only to her close friends who often went out for drinks with her after work, but also to everyone else in the guild.

She would be exceptionally concerned about the safety of the adventurers under her care, that is, she would invest far more unnecessary emotion than the average guild member.

"Is he such an unreliable guy that you're worried he might not be able to complete his first dungeon adventure?"

"No, that's not it. He seems like a very mature child, but he's too immature, like a toddler, which makes me uneasy."

“I see. But since you said he’s steady, there shouldn’t be any problems, right? As long as he’s willing to listen to your advice to explore the dungeon responsibly and never rush past the fifth floor on his first adventure, he’ll definitely come back safe and sound.”

"Yes, Eina, you must have given that person some kind of advice, right?"

"Of course, I not only told him, but also his deity."

Eina nodded.

"Then what are you still worried about?"

"But Lady Hestia also has the appearance of a loli goddess."

Although she knew it was wrong to judge people by their appearance, most people in the world were like that, and Eina was no exception.

Two goddesses who look younger than themselves combined, one a loli and the other a young boy from the same clan—it's hard to trust them.

Meanwhile, Eina, the overly responsible guild employee, was still worried about the boy who was going to the dungeon that day.

Having eaten and drunk his fill, Broly checked the pedestrians along the roadside for potential new targets before arriving at the gate of the guild headquarters.

"Consultant Eina..."

He pushed open the door and entered, then greeted the half-elf lady who was chatting with someone behind the counter.

"Eh?"

The boy's arrival at this time surprised Eina, but seeing him appear unharmed completely put away the worries that had been weighing on her mind all day.

"Brother Broly, did you just return from your dungeon adventure? What did you find?"

A genuine smile appeared on Eina's face as she asked the boy who walked up to the counter.

“Indeed, I have gained quite a lot, so I hope Miss Eina can open a separate channel for me to exchange magic stones and drops for money.”

Broly nodded in response to what the half-elf lady was saying, who was behind the table.

"If it's just a normal harvest, you can redeem it by queuing at the window over there."

Eina looked at the boy but didn't find anything on him that seemed like a great find, so she started explaining things to him.

“If you don’t mind me taking up the money exchange window over there for an hour or two, I don’t mind queuing up there.”

Broly glanced at the money exchange windows over there, where there were only a few adventurers queuing up. Compared to the long lines at the money exchange windows in Babel, there were indeed fewer, but the amount of magic stones and dropped items he was preparing to sell was quite large.

Just counting the quotas would probably be enough to make anyone behind them think, "I shouldn't be behind him."

"If that's the case, please come with me."

Aina looked amusedly at the boy she had just described as composed in front of her friends, thinking that he probably didn't have much to show off on his first adventure and was worried that some experienced adventurers would laugh at him if he brought it up in public.

Yes, this kind of thing can indeed happen. Most adventurers are not very cultured people, and people's stereotypes of adventurers are mostly crude. Some veteran adventurers will even make fun of newcomers' cowardice in public and use it as a topic of conversation.

Although exchanging items individually would increase her workload, she was currently in a period of free time, and Eina didn't mind doing some extra work that wasn't originally her responsibility, just to save face for the boy in front of her.

The half-elf lady led Broly to the guild's reception room, brought out a small tray covered with a soft cloth, and said to the boy who followed her in, "Now, little Broly, you can take out the spoils of your adventure."

"Isn't this a bit small?"

Broly looked around the reception room and felt it was a bit small.

"Don't worry, if you have a lot of winnings, I can help you redeem them in batches."

Eina said jokingly.

"OK then."

Having said that, Broly nodded.

Take off your shoes, step onto the chair, and place your hands on the tray on the table.

He opened the Crystal Palace space and released the magic stones stored inside.

The sound of rushing water, like a waterfall, filled the reception room.

"Puff~"

Eina suddenly stood up, knocking over the chair behind her, which fell to the ground with a thud, but the half-elf lady had no time to care.

She was stunned by the sight of magic stones flowing out of thin air, filling the tray, occupying the table, and spreading down to the ground. She was speechless with shock.

"Well, this is only a small part of what I've gained today. I'll take out the rest in batches after you've finished counting them."

After filling a small portion of the room with magic stones, Broly closed the Crystal Palace space and said something similar to what the half-elf lady had said earlier about exchanging them in batches.

Like Eina, the half-elf advisor who acted with goodwill, Broly also presented his findings without malice, stating the above words as if stating a fact.

"That's not all?"

"About one-fifth."

"Ah, Mr. Broly, please wait here for a moment. I need to go find someone to help me."

The half-elf lady had changed her address for the boy from "little brother" to "sir".

She left the boy there and quickly walked out to find help.

Not long after, the half-elf lady brought back her boss, a canine male named Remel.

Behind her were the werewolf, the fairy, and her female friend, who were also hosts.

"This is truly spectacular!"

The werewolf woman, always affectionately called Miss Rose, looked at the pile of magic stones in the room and couldn't help but sigh.

Of course, as a veteran guild receptionist, she had seen scenes like this before. Some high-level clan teams would bring back more loot from an expedition to the dungeon than what she was seeing now.

What truly amazed her was that the boy, a novice adventurer, was able to bring back so many spoils on his very first adventure.

"Judging from the size of the magic stones, some of them should be earth spirits and goblins, while others are barbarian rabbits and purple moths, which are monsters that only appear on the fifth floor and below of the dungeon."

"Besides, the most common magic stones are from killer ants. Did you obtain so many magic stones by taking advantage of the killer ants' near-death habits?"

Although the fairy Sophie spoke in a question, her tone was as if she were stating an objective fact.

"It seems that Orario, this labyrinthine city, has welcomed another remarkable new adventurer."

Remy sighed, marveling at the gains he had made on his very first adventure. He felt as if he were witnessing the very first adventure of a legendary figure.

Of course, if we have to say, the white-haired boy named Bell is the one who witnessed the beginning of Broly in this world.

“Squad Leader Remel, now is not the time for lamentation; this is a matter that needs to be dealt with seriously.”

Eina put on a stern face and spoke to her dog-man superior.

"Eina is indeed strict yet meticulous."

Missia said something.

"Yes, Mr. Broly, our guild will serve you wholeheartedly, assess the value of the items you have acquired for sale, and pay you the corresponding amount. At the same time, we will keep the contents of this exchange confidential."

Broly didn't understand why these people were so nervous, but since they were making things convenient for him, he nodded.

"Okay, but please hurry, because I want to go see my god as soon as possible."

I imagine the poor god will feel happy when he takes his harvest back today.

When Hestia handed over 550,000 Fali yesterday, her happiness stat jumped by several points.

"Rose, Sophie, let's get started!"

Remel brought over empty boxes for storing magic stones, as well as scales for weighing large quantities of magic crystals. The receptionist quickly sorted the magic stones into boxes according to their size and specifications.

Once the box was full, Missia and Eina weighed the entire box of magic stones. The price of magic stones depends mainly on their size, purity, and weight; the larger and purer the magic stone, the higher its price.

The guild buys these items. Low-quality magic stones are sold to magic stone workshops that make small items, such as magic stone lamps, while high-quality magic stones can be made into magic stone elevators similar to those used in the Tower of Babel.

This is just the basic application of magic stones. All aspects of technology in this world are related to magic stones. Magic stones are similar to oil energy in the normal technological world, except that they are a renewable resource in the dungeon.

Broly emptied the Crystal Palace of Materia before starting to release extra drops. These materials dropped from monsters are often among the important materials used by the blacksmiths in Orario's forges to create weapons and armor.

"Although they are all materials from low-level monsters, the quantity is a bit exaggerated, especially the materials from killer ants. Did you kill all the killer ants in the seventh, eighth, and ninth floors of the maze?"

After counting the fifty-fifth set of killer ant carapaces, Eina couldn't help but ask. "No, I just brought a killer ant to the brink of death on the seventh level of the maze, letting it release pheromones to attract other killer ants to finish it off."

Broly shook his head, denying that he had gone to the eighth or ninth floor of the labyrinth.

"May I ask how many ants you attracted?"

Missia interjected with a question.

Can you remember how many slices of bread you've eaten in your entire life?

Broly countered with a question.

"Ok?"

The pink-haired woman looked over in surprise.

"Ahem, I didn't count them carefully, but the number of magic stones there might give you the answer you're looking for. It took me quite a bit of effort to gather them all up. Of course, I might have missed some, but the number should be roughly the same."

Missia looked at the magic stones that had been packed into wooden crates and were now piled up, and the number was definitely over three or four thousand. She nodded and said, "Okay, I think I can roughly estimate the number of killer ants you attracted."

"I really don't know how you killed them. Even if thousands of hard-shelled killer ants stood still and let themselves be killed, many adventurers would probably kill until their hands were sore and still not be able to kill as many as you."

"That's what the fairy named Sophie said."

It took the four receptionists and the team leader from the guild more than half an hour to finally finish counting Broly's loot from his first dungeon run.

"The magic stones from Earth Spirits and Goblins are valued at a total of 13, with drops worth 6. The magic stones from monsters like Purple Moths and Barbarian Rabbits are valued at a total of 31, with drops worth 16. Finally, there are the Killer Ants, with magic stones valued at a total of 341 and drops worth 78..."

The male dog-man told the boy the purchase price of the different items, and finally quoted the total reward: "Mr. Broly, your final income is 485 million Families. According to Orario's Familia Tax Law, the Hestia Familia is the lowest-ranking Familia, so the guild will take a minimum of 5% commission from your income as a contribution from the Hestia Familia to the labyrinth city of Orario. If you agree, please sign here."

If you don't agree, you'll have to sell the goods yourself.

The process is troublesome, and the price offered by the guild might not even be as high.

Only high-level rare drops are worth doing this.

Broly had no objections, and in the end he received more than 460 million Faris.

Ten large money bags were carried over.

"These nine bags contain 500,000 falies, and the remaining one contains 107,500 falies. Please count them."

Broly was too lazy to count the items himself and planned to have the goddess count them. If she dared to lie to him, that would be even better.

He stored the ten money pouches into the Crystal Palace space. Eina, who had been curious for some time, couldn't help but ask, "Excuse me, what kind of ability do you have?"

"This is a spatial skill that I possess personally."

Broly only said a few words and didn't explain much.

"This ability is really convenient for adventuring in dungeons and labyrinths."

Eina said sincerely.

Many adventurers die because they run out of supplies.

Adventurers can only carry a limited amount of supplies, since they need to fight and can't carry too much unnecessary weight.

Even if you bring supporters into the dungeon, you might still get separated from them and lose supplies during intense battles.

But the boy's peculiar ability to collect so many magic stones and dropped items meant that he definitely had no problem with supplies.

At least, until we need to explore dungeons, it's fine.

"It's not convenient enough. There's no function to automatically pick up magic stones and dropped items, which makes me waste a lot of time picking things up."

Broly's words made Eina look over in surprise, and then the half-elf lady chuckled: "Then you might need to hire some supporters to go down the dungeon with you."

"Supporters?"

Broly looked over, puzzled.

"They are people who support adventurers. They are not strong in combat, but they can help carry things, pick up magic stones and extra drops dropped by monsters after they are defeated, save adventurers the stamina they consume in cleaning up the battlefield, and give adventurers more time to rest in the dungeon."

"Are there still people who do this kind of work?"

Broly was somewhat surprised and thanked the consultant in front of him.

"Your suggestion is very helpful, thank you. When I go to the dungeon tomorrow, I will hire some supporters to help me pick up the items."

"Then you must pay attention to protecting the safety of the supporters, who are the people who venture into the dungeon with you."

Eina quickly replied.

"Ok, I know."

Broly nodded in response.

"Perhaps it's not appropriate to say this to someone who has already achieved great success on their first adventure, but as your dungeon advisor, I still want to say that the dangers of dungeons are always unpredictable. Some talented and powerful adventurers may lose their lives in the dungeon due to a single mistake or carelessness."

“Miss Eina, just say what you want to say.”

Broly sensed the hidden meaning in the other person's words and spoke directly.

"Then I'll be frank. Your decision to ignore my advice as the dungeon advisor and head straight to the seventh floor of the dungeon was undoubtedly a risky move. Although you proved your strength as a novice adventurer with your huge gains, what about going further down the dungeon?"

Of course, I don't mean to boss you around. It's just that I've seen many powerful adventurers who, after entering deeper dungeons, never return. I sincerely hope that every adventurer under my supervision can return safely from the dungeon. I hope you don't mind what I said.

Eina expected to hear the boy's dissatisfaction, since her words would sound like a complaint to many experienced adventurers that the other party did not listen to her advice, which would be quite offensive to someone she had only known for a short time.

"No, I don't mind, because I can feel that you care about me."

Broly shook his head; he could still tell the difference between simple flattery and blatant sarcasm.

"Eh?!"

Eina was somewhat surprised.

"what happened?"

Broly was puzzled by her reaction.

"No, I just didn't expect that someone would be willing to listen to my rambling and preaching when we weren't even familiar with each other."

Broly's unexpectedly good temper made Eina feel like she had finally met a student with a proper attitude, like a responsible and good teacher.

"In the past, when I encountered new adventurers, if they were hot-blooded young people, they would probably turn around and talk back to me, saying that I was just an office worker who didn't know anything."

Of course, Eina would also retort, bringing up the adventurers she had previously hired to take her down into the dungeons to learn about them, thus taking responsibility for the truthfulness of her rambling about the dangers of the dungeons.

This is why Eina is Orario's most popular advisor, because she is very responsible for the lives of every adventurer who takes on the role of a dungeon advisor.

Whether it's a seasoned veteran, a promising newcomer, or a complete novice who's obviously not suited to be an adventurer and looks like they won't last two months, she will do her best to try to increase the chances of the adventurers under her care surviving their dungeon adventures.

"I don't know about other people's situations, but personally, I would never speak ill of anyone who cares about me, even if they say things that I may not agree with."

"So, do you agree with what I said?"

“I am very confident in my abilities. I don’t quite agree with what you said, but I am willing to accept your goodwill toward me.”

Broly was telling the truth.

“Alright, Broly, you’re gentler than I thought, but you also seem more stubborn than others. With a personality like that, you could very well be fatal if you encounter danger in the dungeon.”

Eina looked deeply worried.

"That's because you don't understand my personal capabilities, but, well, Ms. Eina, how can I put your mind at ease?"

Broly sighed as he looked at the half-elf's worried expression and then asked him what was wrong.

"If possible, I hope you can take some time to come and listen to my lecture on dungeon knowledge."

The half-elf revealed a sly smile, only then exposing her true intentions.

Her sense of responsibility towards adventurers led her to gather them for her lectures every so often.

The goal is to cram the knowledge of the dungeons, including the recorded lessons or accidents that have occurred there—knowledge that could potentially save lives in critical moments—into the minds of every adventurer, regardless of whether they are under her supervision.

The free help she offered seemed more like a way for her to fulfill her self-satisfaction as a dungeon advisor, but few adventurers actually came to listen. Most of them were either forced or lured to attend the classes by her using personal connections or other means.

Just like now, she accurately noticed Broly's gentle attitude towards those who cared about her, and then revealed that she was worried about the boy. She quickly induced him to say what she needed, and then invited the boy to come and listen to her private lessons.

In a sense, she is a cunning half-elf advisor who will stop at nothing to increase the survival rate of the adventurers she is responsible for as dungeon consultants.

"The next lecture will be in the morning three days from now, right here at the guild. We look forward to your arrival."

At the guild entrance, Eina personally saw the boy out, and before parting, she said this to him.

"Okay, I'll come over then."

Broly was somewhat helpless, but he couldn't bring himself to dislike this kind of dungeon advisor.

Eina Zur, now he even remembers her last name.

(End of this chapter)