The Fukaros Familia, starting from DanMachi.

Then came another update to the ability values.

With Fulyna's somewhat clumsy update, the new stats were clearly displayed on their skins.

【Burning Feathers】

Lv.1

Strength: I 75 → H 136 (+61)

Durability: I 73 → H 133 (+60)

Dexterity: I 78 → H 143 (+65)

Agility: I 81 → H 144 (+63)

Magic: I 0 → H 150 (+150)

The Robin

Lv.1

Strength: I 8→ I 11 (+3)

Durability: I 9→ I 13 (+4)

Dexterity: I 12 → I 25 (+13)

Agility: I 11 → I 39 (+28)

Magic: I 70 → H 168 (+ 98)

Looking at his explosively increased ability value, Fen Yu nodded in satisfaction.

Although today's walkthrough took longer than yesterday, and we went to new floors and encountered stronger monsters, the efficiency of experience gain was reduced because we spent most of our time wandering around areas we had already explored. This level of progress was entirely within his expectations.

With the frequent use of [magic], his magic attribute has also caught up with the other attributes, and he is steadily moving towards becoming an all-around hexagonal warrior.

As always, the robin's stats increased by over a hundred points, mostly in magic, with a small portion going to agility and dexterity to aid movement and evasion in combat.

In Fenyu's system panel, the Entangled Bond that represents the summoning opportunity is already more than half full.

If I go on a few more dungeon adventures like today, I should be able to summon again.

He desperately needs new companions.

Whether it's for exploring dungeons more efficiently, or because of the Robin's [Tone Harmony] skill—the more companions there are, the greater the team's growth bonus.

After personally preparing a sumptuous dinner for Funina and Robin, Fenyu changed into casual clothes and left his residence alone, heading to the famous tavern, Flame Peak Pavilion, located in the bustling Fifth District.

This is a typical adventurer's tavern.

The heavy oak doors separated the tranquility outside from the hustle and bustle inside.

Upon entering, the rich aroma of ale, the smoky scent of roasted meat, and the rugged smell of adventurers mixed with sweat and dirt immediately hit you.

The tavern's decor was somewhat outdated, with walls made of rough stone and decorated with old monster skull specimens and rusty weapons.

Several huge wrought iron chandeliers hung from the ceiling, their dim candlelight illuminating the entire hall and casting large, swaying shadows.

The ground was covered with thick wooden planks, which were covered with wine stains and scratches from boots.

But it is precisely this rugged yet authentic atmosphere that makes this place so popular with adventurers.

Fen Yu found a corner to sit down, ordered a glass of Yanfeng Pavilion's special spicy liquor, and then sipped it slowly, quietly listening to the conversations of the adventurers nearby.

"You didn't see it, that Rock Shield Hilichurl's shield is harder than a millstone, my sword even got chipped from cutting it."

"What's the point of hard work? Money is king. Our team got over 100,000 fali today."

"I heard these new monsters were named by the guild; I wonder where they got the information from..."

Almost all the discussions revolved around those new monsters.

People boast about how many Rock Shield Hilichurls they've killed, or complain about how troublesome a certain slime is, but their words reveal excitement and greed.

Fen Yu listened quietly, a barely perceptible smile curving his lips.

Coincidentally, the guild's final name was almost exactly the same as the one he remembered.

For example, the term "Hilichurl," which only he and Frynn knew, has now become a consensus among all adventurers in Orario.

The authentication techniques in this world are truly amazing.

But on second thought, it makes sense.

After all, this is a world with gods, and the guild also has that legendary sage who possesses [mysterious] development abilities.

Not long after, a tall figure sat down in the chair opposite him and unceremoniously put his long legs, clad in silver metal combat boots, on the table.

"Long time no see, Bert."

Fen Yu didn't care about the other party's rudeness at all, and even smiled and took the initiative to greet him.

The newcomer was none other than Bert Roca, a Level 5 adventurer and a member of the Loki Familia.

"Why come to Orario now that things have come to this?"

Bert ignored his greeting, picked up another glass of wine that Fenyu had prepared for him on the table, drank it all in one gulp, and asked the question directly.

"Of course, it's because I've become an adventurer and joined a familia."

Fen Yu answered calmly.

"Ha, there really is a god who can successfully inscribe blessings upon you."

Bert let out a sneer, then his eyes turned icy.

"Forget it, I'm too lazy to ask. I just want to say that now that things have come to this, you're just a nobody. You'd better stay in that little village. The dungeon isn't as simple as you think."

His harsh words and sharp tongue were on full display.

"I have never underestimated the dungeons."

Fen Yu's tone remained calm. "I came here with a purpose."

"Resolve? What kind of resolve can a weak, low-level adventurer have?"

Bert became even more agitated and impatient; he slammed his hand on the table.

"The weak should act like the weak. Stop dreaming. You might die in the dungeon someday. Get out of Orario!"

Although Bert's words were extremely harsh, Fenyu could still detect a deep-seated concern hidden beneath his irritable tone and cold eyes.

He knew that the wolf before him was only unwilling to see any weakling die in front of him because it had lost too much and carried too heavy a burden of pain.

In his view, only the strong are qualified to take risks, while the weak will only throw their lives away in vain.

"Heh, you're still the same as ever, haven't changed at all. No wonder I heard you're a loner in the Loki Familia and don't have many friends."

Fen Yu chuckled softly, then his eyes became more resolute than ever before, as if flames were burning within them.

"But don't worry, I won't die. I have my own obsessions, and even if I die, I will crawl back from hell before I finish them."

Bert fell silent.

That look... that kind of obsessive and ruthless determination to abandon everything and stop at nothing for a certain goal, he had seen it in Captain Finn's eyes.

"cut."

After a long pause, Bert scoffed dismissively.

He pulled his feet off the table, stood up, and said no more. But as he turned away, he impatiently tossed out a sentence that only the two of them could hear: "Don't die."

Then, he put his hands in his pockets, kicked aside the chair blocking his way, and walked straight toward the tavern entrance.