A Mistaken Encounter: The Hero of the World

"Brother Raul, it seems that the 18th floor's floor master Goliath has really appeared. The other adventurers seem to be leaving it to Mr. [Floor Master Enthusiast] Serven to conquer, and are leaving them alone."

"what?"

"We ordered the Fire Spirit Cloth and Water Spirit Armor, but Babel informed us through the guild that they cannot prepare 740 portions for everyone... What should we do?"

"Wait... please wait a moment!"

The male and female members gathered around Raul with the information they had gathered and started talking at once.

Raul quickly stretched out his hands, frowned, and asked everyone to let him tidy up and start thinking.

"What's going on?"

"Ah, Mr. Grace."

In the noisy space, a sturdy dwarf walked over.

Raul heaved a sigh of relief and told Grace that Ota appeared on the middle level.

"That man has gone to the 'middle level'... well, forget about him."

"Eh? Is this okay?"

"Don't provoke him. Just pretend you didn't see it." Grace stroked his beard. "Not to mention that he won't gain anything from fighting us. Now the guild is also promoting the development of the deep zone. If he dares to cause trouble for our clan, he will have to bear the corresponding responsibility."

Grace looked at the members around him, "The supplies have been transported to the headquarters. Is there anything else? If not, make a formal report to the guild."

When high-level factions go on an "expedition", they must report the expedition period and scheduled period to the guild, because they are the valuable combat power that the city is proud of, and the guild still values ​​them very much.

In the event of an emergency - if the "expedition" fails to return from the maze, the guild will also form an investigation team or a rescue team.

Angie followed Grace to the Guild Staff window.

(ceda) "We are the Loki Family. As reported before, we will be going on an expedition in two days. We need to submit an application."

"Okay, we got it~"

Misia Flot took the parchment handed over by Grace, folded her hands on her stomach, and bowed deeply with a smile on her face.

"I look forward to your return and wish you good luck in military affairs."

"Don't die, Grace." said another Orc Guild staff member named Rose.

"I'm in good health!"

The expedition application form was stamped with the guild’s red seal.

"By the way, did you guys get enough rest?"

The group hurried back to the clan headquarters, chatting casually, and Grace asked the younger generations of the clan.

“…Ha. Hahahahahahaha.”

Stimulated by the upgrades of Ace and Serven, Raul and other members of the group are still persisting until now, even though the "expedition" is imminent, and they exercise whenever they find an opportunity.

The cat-man Angie looked in another direction, and the human girl Linie's eyes also wandered.

Seeing Raul laugh dryly on behalf of everyone, Grace sighed like a certain royal elf.

"To be honest, Bert once made fun of me..." Raul's eyes were filled with tears. "'It's too slow to practice now, idiot', something like that."

"...It's very much like Brother Bert's style." Linie exclaimed.

"How can I become as powerful as Mr. Serven?"

In fact, what Raul actually meant was how to improve his strength as quickly as Serven.

Grace sighed deeply. Actually, everyone in the family was already very good, but in front of Serven, even an old man in his fifties like him found it difficult to remain calm.

In fact, even Bert was affected by Serven's rapid upgrade, and now he is training more harshly than anyone else in secret.

After the battle on the 24th floor, the werewolf youth could not forgive himself for not playing any role, and once again demonstrated his extremely unyielding and stubborn personality.

He remained calm in front of Raul and the others, and no one could tell that he was exercising.

Many nights, Grace would accompany Bert to train in a warehouse on the outskirts of the city.

"Ah... they are all the same."

——【Dividing line: At this time, the super handsome author passed by】——

In the dark underground space covered with huge stone slabs, four torches illuminated the ancient altar. A voice came from the darkness behind the altar.

"The Loki Family has submitted their application. According to the schedule, the expedition will be carried out the day after tomorrow."

The flame of the torch exploded with a crackling sound.

Uranus sat deeply in the huge stone throne, nodded silently, and his blue eyes continued to stare ahead.

The man in black, Fels, wearing a pitch-black robe, walked out of the darkness and was exposed in the light of the torch.

"Do you think there is a key to the incident deep in the dungeon... on the 59th floor, Ouranos?"

"There's no definitive proof, but I can be sure."

"God's intuition?"

"Exactly."

"I see." After hearing the old god's concise answer, Fels nodded, "I'll find a way to prepare an "eye" in the [Loki Family] so that we can also know what happened in the depths of the maze."

"Thank you for your help." The old god's words were still brief.

"Uranus, can I ask you a question?"

Fels faced the old god, "Ernyo, do you have any impression of this name?"

"As far as I know, there is no god with this name in heaven."

In response to Fels's question, Uranus answered decisively:

"But..." Uranus narrowed his blue eyes.

"In the language of the gods (ours), the word 'Enior' means -"

"——"The destroyer of the city."

The night before the expedition.

It's time for Loki to bleed again.

"Damn it - you don't even have the energy to take advantage of me -!?" In the shrine room, Loki wailed as he watched the orc member, who had put his shirt back on, blocking the view and his beautiful white back, leave.

She looked towards the door of the room and finally breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that no one else was coming in.

"...I'm so tired." Loki threw himself heavily into the quilt.

However, in the next second, as if the timing was perfect, the door was pushed open with force.

"Hey, Loki, update your [ability value]."

"How can you be so ignorant——" Loki, exhausted, cried into the quilt.

"Why should I care about you so much?" Bert took off his combat suit and turned to Loki, exposing his back.

Loki unlocked it with divine blood and began updating his [Ability Value]. "Why did you wait until everyone was gone before coming here? Is it a secret that you train alone?"

The werewolf youth's fur stood up as if his tail had been stepped on, "Damn, how did you know?!"

"Bert, your ability value has increased a lot."

"How many?"

"About five."

“It didn’t even rise!!”

"No, no, you're already level 5. It's great that you can improve so much just by training yourself."

"…Is that kid like that too?"

"Do you care about Serven?" Loki's expression relaxed, "Or do you still care about the 24th floor?"

"You're so long-winded." Bert responded with some embarrassment.

"It seems that Bert really wants to play a role and protect everyone——"

"You're so long-winded, who cares about those little people?"

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Chapter 2.0 Expedition [Subscribe]

The morning of the expedition.

The sky is clear and cloudless.

Aisi tightly grasped the [Sword of Despair] and walked out of the sword tower in the dazzling morning light.

In the garden at the main entrance of [Twilight Mansion], group members were carrying large cargo boxes and other supplies back and forth.

All the grassroots members were dispatched. Supplies were continuously brought out, and there were also special personnel checking the supplies and spare armor, including more than 30 "magic swords", and other weapons were also prepared - ready to go.

"Morning, Miss Aisi!"

Ais also politely nodded to the members who greeted her.

But this bustling atmosphere suddenly turned solemn, as if it had turned directly from summer to winter——

Bert, wearing shining arm guards and silver metal boots, walked out of the tower gate.

"...Mr. Bert!" The team members suddenly became a little fearful and uneasy.

"You are not allowed to hold me back, do you understand?" The cold and ruthless words made the atmosphere even more tense.

Fortunately, Diona and others also joined in.

"Good morning, Ais!" A spirited voice with a long tail.

The team members who were afraid of Bert breathed a sigh of relief and continued to work.

"Finn, it's time to go--"

In the spire due north, Livilia and Grace knocked on Finn's door, and after no one answered for a while, they pushed the door open.

Finn closed his eyes tightly, knelt on one knee with one hand on his chest facing the painted textile image hanging on the wall and the statue of the goddess on the shelf next to it.

The textile statue woven with gold and silver threads and the plaster statue holding a spear are both the same statue.

Finyana is a fictional goddess that the Dwarfs devoutly believe in.

"Sorry, I think I disturbed you." Grace and Livilia entered the room and apologized at the same time.

"No, it's okay, it's just over," Finn stood up and turned to face his comrades.

"Everything is ready, everything is ready."

"Thank you, Grace."

"Livilia, how is everyone doing?"

"Very good. Although they have been training very hard during this period, they have taken good care of their body and mind."

"After all, they are young people full of vigor and vitality, and their morale is very high." Listening to the noise coming from the garden, Grace crossed his arms and narrowed his eyes. "Including Ai Si, the young people have grown up... I really miss the time when it was just me and the two of you."

"It's too early to retire now, Grace." When Livilia heard the dwarf talking about the period when the [Family] was first established, she closed her eyes and smiled.

Finn started laughing too, looking up at both of them before his expression slowly changed.

"We have finally come to this point. The God (Zeus) and the Goddess (Hera) left us a challenge for the unreached floors... If we can surpass this step, our fame will directly shake the world!"

He seeks fame in order to revive the Dwarf Race, and there is an unshakable light of will in his blue eyes.

"You really haven't changed at all..." Grace stroked his beard and smiled.

"It's incredible... I remember that we didn't like each other at the beginning." Livilia recalled the past.

The proud and opinionated elf princess; the dwarf who thought she was superior and cursed her rudely; and the little human boy who sighed all day long because he saw the two of them were not getting along.

Finn and Grace also recalled that they had been together for decades without realizing it.

"Come on, cheer yourself up." Grace stretched out an arm.

"We are all past this age, right?" Although she was complaining, Livilia still stretched out her fists together with Finn.

In the past, the Lord God saw that their relationship was extremely bad, so he forced them to put their hands together like this and swear their wishes to each other.