Back in the Guild office, Eina adjusted her glasses gently and brought her cup of red tea to her lips.
After taking a small sip, she set it down.
Eina thought to herself…
If his stomach is upset, he probably won't be able to enter the dungeon today, right?
Once he comes back, I really need to lecture him properly.
She hadn't even had the chance to share her usual catchphrase with him.
He was just too worrisome!
Her motto—"Adventurers must never take risks"—
Might sound contradictory, but its true meaning was: "Always be prepared, safety first."
Eina had seen far too many arrogant newbie adventurers.
The moment they received their Falna (blessing), they would start thinking they were invincible—
Drunk on their newfound power, they'd lose themselves in the illusion of strength.
Then, they'd overestimate themselves and dive into dungeon levels they couldn't handle—
Only to end up losing their lives.
And Raven Eltharion…
In Eina's eyes, was even more outrageous!
He was going to explore the dungeon empty-handed?
No weapons, no armor, not even basic potions or food and water?
He had nothing on him!
With a kind heart like Eina's, she absolutely could not allow someone to act so recklessly!
Now that she was officially his advisor, she would fulfill her duty to the fullest.
After waiting a while longer—
Eina still didn't see any sign of Raven returning. Just as she began to feel suspicious—
Click—
The door opened.
But it wasn't Raven.
It was Misha, carrying a thick stack of documents.
"Eina~?"
"Come help me with these reports, please."
"I'm swamped right now."
"Oh, and by the way—"
"That rookie adventurer who wanted you to be his advisor? He asked me to tell you:"
"He went to buy some medicine. No need to wait—he said he'd rather go home and rest for now."
Eina quickly followed up, "That's all he said?"
"Yep." Misha recalled something and added:
"Oh, he also said—thank you, for caring about him so much."
Hearing this, Eina finally let out a sigh of relief.
Even if it was a lie—
It was at least… a kind one.
…
Raven himself—
Did plan to apologize properly to Eina once he came back from the dungeon.
He knew she was genuinely concerned about him.
Anyone who treated him with sincerity—Raven would always remember.
Even the smallest favor, he would repay tenfold!
But lying to Eina like this… he had no other choice.
Who wouldn't want to spend their days flirting with girls and taking life easy?
He slept in with Goddess Hestia until nearly noon;
Then ran into Hestia's friend Hestia and ended up chatting, eating, and dealing with the whole Bert situation—that alone took nearly two hours;
Then spent another hour at the Guild registering.
Now, with only a short afternoon left—
The only thing left for Raven to do was head into the dungeon and slay monsters.
After all—
Real adventurers were out there at the crack of dawn!
Flirting was great and all… but if he didn't become strong himself?
Then sooner or later, something would go terribly wrong!
And Raven Eltharion had no intention of waiting for that day to come.
He needed to speed up—and grow stronger.
…
At that moment—
In the massive central plaza in front of Babel Tower.
Raven stood surveying his surroundings.
All across the plaza—
There were still a fair number of adventurers either lingering or moving about.
Though not peak rush hour, the dungeon's entrance was never empty.
Waves of adventurers entered nonstop.
Some ventured alone—others moved in tightly knit squads.
The smallest groups were three to five people; larger parties had over a dozen members.
Of course—
There were also rare sights: like couples—a man and a woman—entering together.
Raven observed for a while—
And spotted a beastman and an Amazoness couple, walking arm-in-arm into the dungeon sweetly.
Shaking his head—
He retracted his gaze and silently activated his special ability:
Data Eye.
Besides letting him read the Falna status of others—
It also worked on himself, showing real-time stats.
And then—
A pale blue data screen floated into his vision.
[Name]: Raven Eltharion
[Level]: Lv.1
[Stats]:
Strength: I60
Endurance: I55
Dexterity: I52
Agility: I58
Magic: G280
[Development Abilities]: None
[Magic]: "Divine Feather Oblivion", "Cycle Summon", "Phantom Feather"
[Skills]: "Chaotic Heaven Demon Dance", "Demonic Majesty Pressure", "Sanctified Demon Palace"
This was his current Falna, shown by the Data Eye.
If Hestia were to update it now, this is exactly how it would look.
As for how his stats had increased so dramatically?
It was thanks to—
His skill "Sanctified Demon Palace", specifically the fifth passive effect:
· When sharing a bed with a woman, stat growth is greatly enhanced.
That's right.
Just by sleeping with a woman, he could grow stronger!
Last night, by sleeping beside Goddess Hestia, his stats had increased steadily throughout the night.
This was why he had slept in so late!
Still, even if he could grow stronger from sleeping with Hestia—
It didn't come with any valis income!
You couldn't eat your strength alone!
So he had to head into the dungeon—
To level up and earn money for meals!
"These stats aren't bad at all," Raven muttered happily.
"Well then… let's go!"
…
The Dungeon was divided into five major categories of floors:
Upper Floors
Middle Floors
Lower Floors
Deep Floors
Unknown Floors
The Upper Floors included Levels 1–12.
There was no sunlight here—nor water—and the corridors were narrow.
The entire place was a maze, full of forks, chambers, and endless labyrinthine tunnels.
Newbie adventurers typically stuck to Levels 1, 2, and 3—treading carefully.
Most Level 1 adventurers spent their lives in Levels 4 through 7.
If they managed to form parties, they might venture as far as Levels 8 through 12.
But—
Level 13 marked the beginning of the Middle Floors.
And the monster spawn rate, frequency, and power level there—
Were absolutely not something low-level adventurers could handle!