DanMachi, My Members Are From Slice-of-Life Anime

Astraea pondered for a moment and said:

“Every now and then, I go out to search for spirits. They must have their eyes on that, hoping I'll accidentally die in the mouth of a monster.”

Even the most powerful factions would not actively kill gods. Their methods were limited to indirect means such as setting traps and creating chaos. This was mainly because they had their own main gods behind them, and it was they who actually took action.

Besides that, there's only one other way...

The monster offered it as a gift.

This is their specialty.

now……

"So you've gone to great lengths to cultivate monsters just because there aren't enough to threaten the gods on the ground?"

only……

It's so sweet! Things are different now; Astrea has a brand new Familia!

"what should we do?"

Astrea chuckled and shook her head: "I'm afraid this matter can only be left to you, Natsumi-chan."

"I?"

"Yes." Astraea said apologetically, "I'm sorry. I can only rely on you now."

“Cecil has only just received a favor and is still a logistics worker. It would be too dangerous for him to rush into fighting those guys.”

"But you are different. You have powerful skills and basic combat experience."

Shaja's expression was solemn, his fist placed on his chest:

“I understand. The moment I joined the Familia, I swore an oath to the Sword of Justice and its wings, and I will give my heart for it.” Shaka had no intention of shirking his responsibility!

Ultimately, it is oneself who writes the story of this world. If the size of the "gate" prevents Shaga from traveling to other worlds, then sooner or later Shaga will challenge the Black Dragon for the sake of this world.

It's either death or life.

"It's not that exaggerated. If we're outmatched, I still hope Natsumi can escape," Astraea comforted her.

"Haha." Shaka chuckled and asked, "Then, I'll take Dekomori and Kuroneko..."

He was interrupted before he could finish speaking.

Astraea shook her head again: "Don't let them get involved in this..."

Xia Jia was stunned, a look of confusion on his face.

Astraea ruffled Shaga's hair and said softly, "I know what you're thinking, but those two children are too young. They shouldn't have to endure this so early."

"Hey, Natsumi. Sometimes, pursuing power is a good thing, but don't let power blind you."

Astraea recalls the golden-haired elf of the past, who was also upright, stubborn, and firmly believed that justice could not be served without power.

But now...

The goddess saw a similar innocence in the eyes of Dekomori and Kuroneko. Unlike Arisha and the others who had been burdened with tragic fates since childhood, Kuroneko and the others were closer to Ryu.

A fragile mind is easily hurt by external blows and can easily become despondent.

Astraea looked intently at Shaka and continued, "In the eyes of those two children, I saw their longing for the world, and I saw happiness. If possible, I hope that happiness in their eyes can be preserved forever."

"Promise me you won't let your guard down just because their bodies are just summons and they won't really die. Sometimes, the real harm doesn't necessarily come from the body."

"Don't let carelessness lead to regret."

Xia Jia remained silent for a long time before nodding solemnly: "I understand. So, should we restrict their activities from taking risks in the future?"

Astraea gently touched Shaka's face, like a mother guiding a lost child:

"You're a gentle child. Didn't you protect Ruri-chan very well before?"

"I just want to tell you not to be blinded by what's in front of you, but to look behind you properly. Some things are more important than power."

Xia Jia still didn't quite understand, but she began to reflect on it.

As the guide who led them into this mysterious world, ensuring the physical and mental safety of the young players is naturally part of my responsibility.

In the future, some adjustments should be made to the selection of recipients and the methods of invitation.

Xia Jia pondered: "Considering the various existing problems, externally, we should maintain the shell of a game company to preserve the peace of the everyday world. Internally, we should adopt a strategy of neither taking initiative nor concealing anything."

"Actually, just look at how Kobayashi treats her neighbors, and how Gabriel interacts with her classmates, that's fine."

"When the relationship reaches a certain level, the truth will naturally come out."

"However, regardless of whether we talk about another world or not, we still need to take necessary precautions, such as pain adjustment and mental threshold."

"I need to modify the login device so that the summoned body suffers a fatal injury, loses consciousness, or is subjected to a mental shock, thereby interrupting the magic and creating a network outage."

The next issue is the selection of personnel.

Having traveled through time, it's understandable to crave power, but I also hope that in this process, I can fulfill the divine will of the Goddess of Justice and truly help some people.

After clarifying the direction for the future, Xia nodded emphatically.

"I will resolve similar issues as soon as possible."

Astraea nodded slightly: "I believe you can handle it."

Shaga asked, "Then what about Cecil? Should we keep it from her?"

If that child knew about it, they probably wouldn't have stood by and done nothing.

Astraea said mysteriously:

"The 'School District' is coming. Aren't you still locked in a battle? I'll make her a Familia Recruiter, and she'll go to Orario with the 'School District' to recruit Familias."

This is both protection and balance. Compared to Shaka's ability to mindlessly summon her familiars, Cecil is at a huge disadvantage. The goddess also wants to give Cecil a slightly fairer way, even if she loses, she will accept it willingly.

As for Shaja, his eyes flickered.

School district...

I remember that it was a talent development organization belonging to Orario, which traveled around the world all year round and returned to Orario for maintenance every three years.

Its purpose is to recruit and train talents from all over the world for Orario, and ultimately make them Orario's fighting force.

I remember that the school district stayed in Oralley for an unusually long time this time, a full year and a half.

Perhaps I could also send my clansmen for systematic training.

“But… the ‘school district,’” Shaka said with longing, “I’d also love to see that magnificent warship that was once used to fight Leviathan.”

Chapter 24 Albera Merchant Guild

As night fell, the sword-wielding city seemed to be covered by a cold, dark hand. The clanging of metal that had resounded throughout the city during the day suddenly ceased, revealing an eerie silence.

In the basement of a secluded hotel, a bald mercenary, looking gloomy, sat leaning against a wooden crate. In front of him, a dozen or so companions stood or sat.

A young man wearing gold-rimmed glasses and a sharp suit sat upright at a desk, his expression obscured by the dim firelight.

Noticing the bald man's wrist wrapped in a cast, the young man raised his eyebrows slightly and asked in a deep voice:

"what happened?"

"Boss..." The bald mercenary's lips moved slightly, and he stammered, "It's nothing..."

"Say!"

Before the bald man could even make an excuse, he was interrupted by the young man's deep voice.

"This is how the boss is..."

The bald mercenary gathered his thoughts and said, "When I went to the guild to submit the escort mission request, I got into a conflict with a kid..."

The underlings who weren't involved in the incident teased and jeering:

"Hey, One-Eyed, you're such a coward. You can't even bring yourself to lay a hand on two kids?"

The man wanted to laugh out loud, but seeing his companion looking at him strangely, he slowly stopped laughing and didn't dare to say a word.

In the stillness, the refined young man, Baker Albera, whom the bald mercenary called "boss," sharpened his gaze as he stared at the mercenary:

"You should understand the importance of this shipment. I don't want any uncertainties to affect the final deal. Understand?"

The Albera Merchant Guild is one of the largest merchant guilds supporting the economy of the Labyrinth City, and Beck is a member of the Albera family. This time, he is in charge of a special goods transaction with an astonishing amount of money.

Because it was the first time taking over a family business, they were extremely cautious.

At this moment, one of the mercenaries who was traveling with the bald man stepped forward to explain:

“It’s not our fault. The two we encountered were both members of the gods’ clans… I saw their clan crests. Considering that, we all swallowed our anger and didn’t cause any trouble.”

“Adventurers…” Baker’s brows relaxed, and he encouraged them, “You’ve done a good job. This product is no ordinary item, so don’t cause any trouble.”

He paused, then slowly sat down, as if remembering something, and continued to ask:

"You said you saw a crest, which clan does it belong to?"

The bald man thought for a moment and replied, "The sword also has wings."

Baker's hand trembled slightly as he wrote, leaving irregular marks on the paper. He then raised his head, his gaze distant.

"What did you say?"