Chapter 371: Syr (Freya): "What Are Her Plans?"
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Because, judging by their appearance, Kitahara Iori was at most the same age as the famous "Sword Princess" Aiz Wallenstein!
To reach Level 10 at such a young age... just how high did their talent parameters have to be?
Just as the crowd was lost in thought, the rest of the Fatui Guild members stepped forward one by one to verify their own stats.
"Hidenori Tabata, Level 10!"
"Old Twenty-Eight, Level 10!"
"Sometsuki, Level 10!"
"Sister's Legs Are So Pale, Level 10!"
"..."
With every single announcement, the people standing around were completely turned to stone. They had thought Kitahara Iori being Level 10 was already ridiculous enough. They never expected that this entire group of youths was at the Level 10 cap.
Were the talents of people from other dimensions really this insanely overpowered?
The middle-aged guild official didn't even know what to say anymore, but being a professional, he dutifully recorded every single name and rank.
"Alright, your information is now in the system. From this moment on, you are official adventurers registered under Seito's Familia," the middle-aged man said, looking up at the group.
"Appreciate the help," Seito said with a polite nod.
"It's nothing," the official replied. He turned around and led the rest of the Adventurer's Guild team away as fast as he could.
The Fatui members didn't care about the crowd's reaction. They turned back toward the pub, laughing and joking as if nothing had happened.
"Let's go, let's go! Back to the drinks!"
"Exactly! I haven't had enough yet."
"Hey, Iori, you piece of garbage! You flipped our table!"
"Damn it! I can't let that slide! Beat him up!"
As they chatted, the guild members suddenly remembered the offense, grabbed Iori, pinned him to the ground, and started a chaotic brawl!
The spectators: "..."
Watching them act like this, the crowd's mouths twitched uncontrollably. Why did these high-level adventurers seem so... unprofessional? Maybe it was just their imagination.
Seito didn't bother intervening, just walking back into the pub with a relaxed, leisurely stride. He entered the building and sat down beside Kirukiru Amou and Maple.
"I can't believe your Familia is actually this powerful!"
Hestia didn't doubt Seito for a second. Mortals were fundamentally incapable of lying to a god, so the fact that Kitahara Iori and the others were all Level 10 was a cold, hard fact!
"It's alright, I guess," Seito smiled.
The leveling system in the God Domain was vastly more efficient than that of the DanMachi World. The God Domain used a direct experience-based model, whereas DanMachi required the accumulation of "Great Feats." Without those feats, no matter how much you grinded, you simply wouldn't level up. Furthermore, adventurers on this planet easily hit development bottlenecks—didn't Aiz spend half the series worrying about how to level up?
Stomp, stomp, stomp...
At that moment, the Loki Familia walked into the tavern. Seito glanced at them out of the corner of his eye.
"Yo, what kind of god are you?" Loki walked right up to Seito, squinting at him with a mischievous smile.
"A God-King from the Central Region of the God-King Star Sector," Seito answered calmly, simultaneously reading the energy signatures on Loki.
Even though they were gods who had descended to the lower world and had their powers sealed, Seito was still capable of picking up their latent energy resonance.
Early-stage God-King Realm!
After gauging Loki's energy levels, Seito rested his chin on his hand, thinking. There are quite a few God-King level powerhouses in this Western Mythos Faction. If he wanted to conquer the entire faction, he would need to train a lot more God-Kings under his own banner, aside from his core Executives. But there was no rush; he could take his time.
"A God-King from the Central Region?" Loki whispered to herself.
It was common knowledge among the Four Regions that God-Kings from the Central Region possessed no Main God Authority. If Seito had come here hoping to seize the authority tokens of the Western Mythos Faction, he was going to be disappointed. The Faction was packed with God-King tier fighters, and the Main God Authority was split into twelve different shards! Still, Loki didn't think Seito would be stupid enough to try and seize power here.
"This is my first time seeing a Space God-King," Loki studied Seito. "How did you manage to get past Zeus's line of sight?"
Seito repeated the same explanation he had given Hestia. After listening, Loki fell silent. She hadn't realized Seito was an expert at the late stage of the God-King Realm—it was no wonder he could bypass Zeus's security protocols.
Loki pulled up a chair and joined the group, chatting casually with the other gods. Meanwhile, the Loki Familia found a large table and sat down.
Aiz Wallenstein scanned the room, her face as stoic as ever. No one knew what she was thinking.
"What's wrong?" asked Riveria, the high elf whom everyone called "Mama."
"They... are strong," Aiz whispered softly.
She had an intense craving to get stronger. Her progress had completely stalled! Now, with a group of Level 10 adventurers sitting just a few tables away, she felt a strong urge to ask them for pointers. Most of the Fatui members looked to be around her age; to Aiz, they were the perfect teachers!
"Let's go ask Lord Seito for some guidance in a bit," Riveria said, reading Aiz's intent.
"Mhm." Aiz nodded.
The Loki Familia began their gathering. On the other side of the pub, the waitress, Syr, watched the scene with burning eyes.
She never expected that every single adventurer in Seito's Familia would be Level 10! This realization sent her wheels turning. The balance of power in Orario had just been fundamentally broken. With Seito bringing a whole army of Level 10s into the city, he was undoubtedly going to monopolize every high-tier resource in the region!
If she could bring all of these men under her own banner, she would instantly become the ruler of the strongest Familia in Orario!
Syr smiled. She was incredibly confident in her own beauty. After all, her true identity was the Goddess of Beauty of the Western Mythos Faction herself! With that plan in mind, she walked straight toward Hidenori Tabata—her first target.
"Hello there! Would you like to order anything else?" Syr asked, putting on her most gentle, sweet expression.
"Nothing! Get lost!"
Hidenori Tabata's face was flushed red from the alcohol. He gave her a look of pure disgust and started shooing her away.
Are you kidding me? He didn't want to waste his time talking to a woman! Where could a woman possibly compare to his booze and his brothers?
"Come on! Let's keep the party going! Don't stop!" Hidenori turned to his guild-mates, cheering excitedly.
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