Everyone lined up, mentally prepared for what was coming.
This time, the Status updates would be completely public—a deliberate choice meant to reignite one crucial belief among every member of the Loki Familia:
that hard work could lead to real results.
"After this group training," Tsuna thought, "there's no way anyone will be able to suppress their hunger to improve anymore."
He understood this truth better than anyone. Once it's proven that effort brings visible progress, no one can resist the temptation to keep chasing growth.
For ordinary people, ambition usually points toward wealth, status, and power.
Beauty and companionship—those come only after you've secured the first two.
Without wealth or influence, any fleeting romance is just that—fleeting.
But for true adventurers, what they crave most isn't money or authority. Those are just symbols of the mundane world. Anyone who's gained enough of them eventually realizes how empty they are.
No, what they dream of—the most fantastical, childish, and impossible thing—is power itself.
Once someone tastes the sweetness of power, they toss aside wealth and status without hesitation. Power becomes the only thing worth chasing.
Tsuna believed every adventurer felt that way.
He knew, because he'd walked that road himself.
After being reborn, the moment he saw a chance to gain strength, he hadn't hesitated for even a second.
For seven years, he hadn't known where his path would lead, yet he kept training in silence, day after day. Even if the improvement was small, as long as he could feel it, he never stopped moving forward.
Over time, training became routine—then instinct.
As he watched the lower-level adventurers now—eyes glimmering with a mix of hope and nervous energy—he could tell that, for many of them, this was their last shot.
If they failed again, they'd give up completely. They'd stop dreaming about strength and accept their lot at the bottom.
But Tsuna didn't believe that would happen.
Not this time.
With the Training Space's help, their effort would bear fruit. All they had to do was give it everything.
"Begin Status updates!"
At Finn's command, every participant from the week-long training raised their heads.
They exchanged glances—tense, excited, afraid—and then a Pallum woman stepped forward.
"I'll go first!"
There were twenty of them, men and women both.
The Pallum girl had clearly prepared for this. She had already removed her upper armor, holding it behind her with practiced modesty, her back bare and ready for the update.
Strength: H103 → E411
Endurance: H157 → D502
Dexterity: F312 → C656
Agility: F367 → C698
Magic: I0
Loki was the first to see the numbers appear, and her eyes widened slightly. She could already imagine how her children would lose their minds once they saw it.
Still, it was well-earned.
After copying the data onto parchment, Loki handed the sheet to the Pallum girl.
"Rim, take a look at the result of your effort."
Rim's breath caught in her throat. Her trembling hands reached for the paper—and the moment her eyes read the numbers, her brain nearly shut down.
Then came the scream.
"Ahhh!!! It—It worked!!!"
The others, who had all been holding their breath, rushed forward.
Seeing Rim's results made everyone's eyes burn red.
The past week had been brutal—exhausting beyond belief—but that one look at the numbers erased every complaint. The pain, the struggle... it had all been worth it.
"Rim," Loki called from behind her, "your Excellia's already more than enough. Want to Level Up now?"
Rim's heart leapt. She had dreamed of hearing those words countless times before.
Now, finally, she could say it—her voice shaking, but clear.
"Lady Loki, please help me Level Up!"
Loki smiled softly, adjusting her posture as she prepared to engrave the update.
When an adventurer's Status and Excellia reached the threshold, a Level Up was inevitable—but one last choice had to be made first.
"Between Abnormal Resistance, Hunter, and Escape," Loki asked, "which Development Ability do you want?"
"Abnormal Resistance."
Rim didn't hesitate for a moment. She had made that decision almost two years ago, long before today.
For low-level adventurers, the Dungeon was full of deadly hazards—poison being one of the most common.
Choosing Abnormal Resistance was the smartest move, giving her protection against toxins that could kill a novice instantly.
Once she confirmed her choice, Loki placed her hand on Rim's back, channeling divine light into the Falna.
When the Level shifted from 1 to Level 2, Rim's old stats reset to zero—and in that moment, Loki's Familia gained its newest rising star.
"Congratulations, Rim," Loki said gently. "You're Level 2 now."
Her soft voice broke through the silence. Rim's eyes filled with tears as months of frustration and helplessness poured out all at once.
She turned and threw herself into Loki's arms.
"Lady Loki! Rim's... Rim's not a useless Level 1 anymore!"
Every low-level adventurer in the room felt those words in their bones.
They weren't lazy. In the Loki Familia, anyone who slacked off was shamed. With such a strong environment, they had worked hard—endlessly so.
But when effort never paid off, despair took root.
That was before.
Now, things were different.
Now, effort truly led to results.
The Status updates continued rapidly. By the end, all twenty adventurers had finished—and nearly every single one had successfully advanced from Level 1 to Level 2.
But that wasn't even the most shocking part.
What mattered was this: something once thought impossible in the Dungeon had just been achieved within their Familia.
A new belief spread like wildfire—
As long as you work hard, you can rise.
That single idea ignited the Loki Familia from top to bottom.
Most of their lower-ranked members had been stuck at Level 1 for years, their Excellia already long ready for promotion.
Now they finally had proof: all they needed was proper training. Raise their Status, and Level Up would follow.
And once that truth settled in, the entire Familia exploded with excitement.
The fire to grow stronger had never burned brighter.