After finishing the registration of the Familia member's information, Eina collected and organized all the documents, then looked at Loki once more.
"Loki-sama, I'll head back to the Guild first to enter all this information into the archives."
"Thanks for your hard work." Loki waved her hand at Eina.
Now that the conversion issue was resolved, the next matter was the living arrangements for Zephyr and Lili.
Loki's gaze returned to Zephyr's face. "Zephyr, you and Lili can move your luggage to the headquarters later. I've already had someone tidy up a room for you. You two will be staying together. Any objections?"
Zephyr turned his head and looked at Lili beside him. After confirming that she didn't have any objections on her face, he replied, "Understood. Thank you, Loki-sama."
"Then we..."
But before Zephyr could take a step, Loki seemed to recall something very important and spoke up, "Oh, right. I almost forgot to tell you something."
Facing Zephyr's confused gaze, Loki didn't keep him in suspense.
"All Adventurers in Orario can obtain their own unique alias when they rank up to Level 2. An alias is the most direct reflection of an Adventurer's strength and characteristics. Although it can be changed later, you shouldn't be careless about it."
An alias?
Zephyr hadn't been in Orario for very long, and his understanding of the specific details of the Adventurer system was still relatively superficial. This was his first time learning about how aliases actually worked.
Loki continued to explain, "However, whether or not you can get an alias you like is hard to say."
Shrugging her shoulders, she said in a helpless tone, "Aliases are chosen and voted on by gods during the Denatus. Those guys act entirely on their own whims. If they find a kid pleasing to the eye, they might actively suggest a good name. But if they don't, there's a very high probability they'll casually throw out some bizarre alias."
The meaning was easy to understand. The process of creating an Adventurer's alias was essentially post-meal entertainment for the gods.
The corner of Zephyr's lips couldn't help but twitch.
Good grief.
Gods came to Orario in pursuit of the 'unknown' brought by Adventurers, yet even alias selection was turned into dinner table gossip?
Actually, that sounded quite reasonable.
Noticing his expression, a smile flashed in Loki's eyes.
"Actually, if you have an alias you want, it's best to bring it up yourself. That way, I can help you lobby for it. I'm sure those gods will be more than willing to do me a favor."
Loki felt the need to flex her muscles in front of her new child.
"Besides, I'm actually quite glad that you used to be in the Soma Familia and that a long time has passed since you registered as an Adventurer."
"If it had only taken you a few days to rank up to a Level 2 Adventurer since registration, it would arouse the curiosity of those bored gods in Orario."
Zephyr understood Loki's concern better than anyone. As a transmigrator, he was walking on thin ice in this other world.
Based on his shallow impression of gods so far, they were purely looking for entertainment.
That time spent in the Soma Familia had covered up his extraordinariness.
Thinking of this, Zephyr couldn't help but feel a bit conflicted.
"Zephyr."
Noticing his contemplative look, Loki knew that although their time together had been short, his intelligence would certainly allow him to understand.
"So, is there an alias you want?"
So, how should he choose his alias?
According to what Loki said earlier, an alias was essentially the concrete manifestation of an Adventurer's most prominent characteristic.
His characteristics?
Zephyr examined himself seriously. From the perspective of abilities alone, the most representative ones were the [Dragon Scales] and [Dragon Roar] obtained from the Infant Dragon.
Calculating based on Orario's alias system, Dragon sounded quite nice. But these talents would likely be replaced by more powerful ones later on, so it didn't seem like a long-term choice for an alias.
Zephyr pondered for a moment, his thoughts returning to his core essence.
Outsider, Gluttony, Rapid Absorption, Appetite Demon.
All his skills revolved around the same theme—Gourmet.
Regardless of whether some dishes could actually be considered gourmet, the path he wanted to tread in Orario was now quite clear.
Cook the Dungeon's monsters into dishes, devour the Gourmet Cells contained within, and walk the path of the Gourmet Hunter to the very end.
Zephyr at Loki sprawled on the sofa across from him and said, "As for the alias, let's choose Gourmet Hunter."
"Huh?"
Loki blinked, clearly not expecting that after deep deliberation, Zephyr would give such a plain alias.
She had assumed Zephyr would pick something with a more domineering style. After all, Adventurer aliases were exclusive. So far, she hadn't seen any similar or repeated aliases appear in Orario.
If it were possible, based on Zephyr's skill, Gluttony from Zald would actually fit quite well. The name was a perfect match for his core skill.
But the problem was that Zald had left too deep an impression on the gods of Orario. Even Zeus, who had long since been expelled, might rush back to join in the fun if he heard it.
Loki repeated softly, "Gourmet Hunter..."
"Zephyr, are you sure?"
"That's the one."
Zephyr explained with a smile, "It's mainly because this fits my experience better. Recently, I've basically been cooking all the monsters in the upper floors into dishes and eating them. Using any other alias just feels wrong."
Lili, who was standing not far from the sofa, kept her head down, her shoulders trembling slightly, especially when she recalled their experiences during this time.
Zephyr's cooking.
Setting aside the ingredients, objectively speaking, it actually tasted quite good.
But at the beginning, he had eaten a Goblin. That thing, which emitted a thick, fishy stench—could that be considered Gourmet?
Lili didn't say anything, but the look on her face was uncontrollably strange.
Fortunately, Loki didn't notice the small movements over there. She scanned Zephyr's serious expression and ultimately didn't probe further.
"No problem. An alias should be one's own. Leave the matter of the alias to me. A Denatus should be held in a while. I will take the initiative to fight for it for you."
"It's just that... I feel it might be a little difficult."
Zephyr raised an eyebrow.
Loki's eyes flickered with a cunning light and she said, "Zephyr... if there were a bottle of Divine Wine, it might go much smoother."
As she recalled the taste of the Divine Wine, her frivolous tone was laced with a strong anticipation for ultimate enjoyment.
So, she was beating around the bush to ask him for the Divine Wine?
Zephyr wasn't interested in alcohol, and he remembered the half-bottle of Divine Wine he had left in the cabinet at the Communal Dormitory. Since Loki was willing to help fight for the alias, this was nothing.
He offered, "I still have half a bottle left at the Communal Dormitory. I'll bring it over when I move later. If you don't mind, I'll bring it to you?"
"Of course I don't mind."
Getting along with Zephyr was quite easy. He could understand her thoughts without her even needing to spell them out.
She was not stingy with her praise. "Zephyr, you are definitely the most sensible child I've ever met."
"When the children return from the expedition, I'll have them custom-make a set of gear suitable for you, to make it convenient for you to explore the Dungeon in the future. Consider it a welcome gift from me."
"Thank you."
The treatment in the Loki Familia had already far exceeded his expectations—free accommodation, pocket money, expedition rewards, and now, a set of custom-made gear.