The adventurers of each Familia began their battle preparations under the command of their respective captains.
Of course, all logistical work was handled by the backup personnel of each faction, any leader with a brain would never send their fresh blood for a mission this dangerous.
Once a generation gap appears in talent, it's no laughing matter.
Fron swept his gaze across the Loki Familia's lineup for this expedition, aside from the Three Leaders and the executive members, only the Lv.4 second unit, Raul, Anakitty, Cruz, along with the Lv.3 squad leaders were present. Not a single Lv.2 member was assigned to the attack group.
Compared to the overwhelmingly strong Loki Familia, in other familias, forget Lv.4, even Lv.3 members were considered captain-class.
Of course, some exceptions existed, people whose abilities or magic were so broken they were considered bugs in the system despite their lower level.
While Tiona and Tione were looking around, their eyes happened to land on a girl with long silver hair flowing behind her, dressed in pure white vestments.
A doll-like face, a sacred aura, beauty equal to Ais, combined with the titles "Orario's Strongest Healer" and "The Healer of the Battlefield", this girl drew attention anywhere she went.
"Ah, Amid. I didn't expect you to participate in this operation too! Did that old geezer Dian Cecht seriously let you out!?"
Amid was also very familiar with the members of Loki Familia. She looked over and walked toward them with a gentle smile.
Today, Amid seemed wrapped in a soft, warm blue glow.
She wasn't wearing her usual familia uniform. Nor was it the combat attire she'd worn during previous expeditions with the Loki Familia into the Dungeon.
Today's equipment was a white ceremonial robe, its precious and rare materials obvious at a glance.
Without a doubt, this top-tier artifact was what Amid wore not as an ordinary healer, but as the Dea Saint, prepared for a situation involving a floor boss battle. She held a crystal staff, and her belt and pouches were stocked with healing tools.
Worth mentioning, this equipment was the result of an upgrade project done together by Amid and Fron, and its durability was among the best even among top-grade equipment. Especially its defensive capability, Fron had put serious effort into that.
The holy attire of a saint left the members of Loki Familia staring in awe. In stark contrast, Tiona and Tione muttered:
"Haven't seen her in this dress for a while."
"Different from her usual uniform… kinda feels awkward."
Their reactions continued like that.
Amid glanced briefly at Fron, who was standing beside the Amazoness sisters, her cheeks flushed for some reason.
She tucked a strand of hair behind her ear, trying to hide her embarrassment.
"Yes, this matter is too important. Even Dian Cecht couldn't stop me. And… the Braver personally requested it, and I also chose this by my own will. Also… if Mr. Fron hadn't helped me these past few days, I never would've finished all my potion preparations before the operation."
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The two sisters narrowed their eyes, staring back and forth between Amid and Fron.
Amid, already feeling guilty, fidgeted nervously, twisting her fingers. Her long white boots shifted awkwardly as her legs pressed together out of tension.
In contrast, Fron met the Amazoness sisters' eyes head-on, completely fearless.
"Well, well, well. As expected from you, Fron. You've already charmed all the young girls at home, Ais didn't escape your claws either. Lefiya is always sulking and nearly dying from jealousy. And now, even our Dea Saintess has fallen into your sweet, sticky trap!"
In short, say no more, those who get it, get it.
Those who don't, well, explaining won't help them anyway.
Because of that, Amazoness are… enthusiastic and straightforward.
In their view, a perfect guy like Fron having multiple girls admire him was only natural.
Besides, in the entire city, if someone could rival Ais in beauty, Amid definitely claimed one of those seats.
And if Fron and Amid got close, didn't that mean Loki Familia's medical and support capability would skyrocket?
That's a huge win for the Loki Familia.
The only loser here was Dian Cecht.
"Tch, everyone's an adult here, no need to act embarrassed."
Fron, unfazed, took two steps forward and casually wrapped an arm around Amid's shoulders.
He even leaned in slightly, inhaling the scent of her hair, acting completely lovey-dovey while scattering dog food everywhere.
"Uh, Fron… that's a bit too much."
"Exactly, exactly. Most of us here are single, you know? Look around, people are ready to kill you with their eyes."
The twins threw accusations one after another.
Unfortunately, as the one benefiting from the situation, Fron couldn't care less.
"Um, Fron. There are a lot of people here… it's not good."
Amid was so embarrassed she wanted to dig a hole and hide. She struggled in Fron's arms for a while, but was unable to break free. In the end, unable to endure the staring anymore, she buried her head into his chest, essentially surrendering.
Someone tugged Fron's sleeve, and instinctively, an image surfaced in his mind.
"Fron… I want a hug too."
"..." The twins were left dumbfounded.
...
Facing Ais's request, what could Fron even say?
And so, on this serious pre-war preparation plaza, a bizarre scene unfolded, making countless people grit their teeth.
The dream girls of countless adventurers, their objects of admiration and secret affection: Dea Saintess Amid Teasanare and Sword Princess Ais Wallenstein, were both clinging to Fron.
Even worse, their expressions were full of happiness.
The doll-like airhead Ais, was smiling.
Can you believe that?
And the pure, sacred, untouchable Amid, was blushing, her smile packed with so much sweetness it exceeded legal limits.
Damn it, couldn't the two of you at least fight over him!?
All the onlookers had one shared thought: Why does someone like Fron get all of this!?
After analyzing it for a long time, people finally concluded: A mystery of the century with no answer.
....
"Hehehe, heheheh… Good job, my little Fron!"
On the other side, Loki finally arrived and witnessed everything. Her whole face twisted into a complicated expression.
"I am Ganesha.!"
"..."
Hearing that eternal catchphrase, Loki instantly turned to the newcomer.