Is it wrong to try to meet someone in a dungeon?

It seemed that not much had been achieved, one of the allies sighed.

"You fake-sage Dionysus, you've been silent the whole time, don't you have any good ideas?"

"You haven't shown your face in a long time, shouldn't you say something?"

"We're currently giving nicknames to the rumored rookie, Little Sister, it's a very important moment!"

"Hmm? Well..."

At this point, the other gods began to approach Dionysus.

He hadn't uttered a word until now, but urged on by the surrounding gods, his gaze fell on the data on the round table—the character profiles of the guild's compiled candidates for the title conferment. On the parchment was a portrait of a beautiful black-haired adventurer from the Far East, the subject of the current discussion.

Dionysus glanced at the documents at hand for a while and smiled slightly.

"What do you think of [Shadowless]?"

"Dionysus, you bastard—!?"

Today's assembly of gods was as lively as ever.

"Then, my title... shall be [Shadowless]."

No objections.

"Wa ...

After a majority vote, Dionysus's proposal passed in a major upset, and the god of war collapsed and wept bitterly.

The gods roared with laughter. No matter how many more people were sacrificed, the comedy continued. Loki, seeing this, thought, "It's time for me to join in the fun too—" and switched consciousness.

After enjoying the hellish scene of the small and medium-sized [Familia]'s agonizing cries for a while, the names of members belonging to the city's high-ranking factions were gradually brought up. Perhaps no one dared to provoke a powerful faction, and the unbearable nicknames visibly decreased. Adventurers of rank two and above were listed one by one, including the [Hephaestus Familia], [Ganesha Familia], and [Ishtar Familia], among others.

The two goddesses had a slight disagreement, but the meeting continued.

"Let's get back to the topic—. The next adventurer is... hee hee, everyone's favorite, my Ais!"

"Fiora is here!!"

"The little princess is still as beautiful and charming as ever."

"You mean she's already at level 6..."

When it came to his own retinue, Loki began to feel smug.

This blonde, golden-eyed female swordsman is on par with the three leaders of the Loki Familia, including the Hero, and the Warrior (King) who pursues the ultimate goal, enjoying unparalleled fame in the labyrinth city of Orario.

The gods were astonished to hear of the emergence of a girl who had achieved a great leap forward in a short period of less than ten years.

[Fiora] Ais Wallenstein has finally reached Lv.6.

"This little girl has done something crazy again."

Looking down at the exquisite, doll-like portrait of the girl, and the achievements listed below—the data at the end highlighting noteworthy experiences related to the [upgrade]—a god smirked with extreme pleasure.

This refers to defeating the "Lone King of the Labyrinth"—"Udeos"—on the 37th level of the deepest layer.

His feat of defeating the floor master single-handedly caused a stir at the Gods' Assembly.

"One person killed the floor owner... That's outrageous, even more outrageous than that guy Oota!"

"No, Otto went on a solo 'expedition' and came back half-dead with the floor master (Baror), okay? Otto's exaggeration is a bit much, isn't it?"

"It seems Udeus has been eliminated..."

"Hehe, that guy is the weakest of the Four Heavenly Kings..."

"To lose to our idol, what a disgrace to the thread admin..."

"Hey, you're not allowed to keep making fun of Udeos!!"

"Udeos is clearly the strongest of the Four Heavenly Kings!! Give me a break!"

Both the male and female celebrities expressed their admiration in unison.

The little sister goddess, looking down at the portrait of the girl, couldn't help but admire her amazing achievements.

"Let's not talk about that anymore, nicknames, nicknames!"

"Hmm~"

"Shouldn't we keep the nickname 'Ais's Little Sister'?"

"yes."

"If we're going to change it, how about [Sword Saint]?"

"What--?"

"This is quite different from the impression Ais gives off."

"However, the final candidate, needless to say, is of course [the marriage of the gods (us)]."

That's right!

Still somewhat excited, the gods wanted to bestow upon her a new title to replace [Fiora]—

"Do you want to die?"

But Loki glared at him and rejected the idea.

"We were wrong!!"

The chilling gaze caused all the gods, who had been making jokes, to slam their foreheads on the round table.

If anyone dared to give their beloved companion such an embarrassing nickname, Loki would surely go and eliminate all the culprits, simply for love.

The gods angered the chief god who led the largest faction in the city, and they kowtowed and begged for mercy to avoid being forcibly sent back to the heavens.

"Seriously, they don't even know their own limitations. Okay, fine, let's continue... Hmm, only one left."

Loki flipped open Ais's data page with a snap, looking at the last remaining parchment.

What Loki saw was a human boy whose portrait even showed a tense expression.

(The little guy's child has really "leveled up"...)

Upon seeing the words "Belongs to the Hestia Familia," Loki frowned deeply.

Since she had participated in the Conference of the Gods, perhaps there was nothing to doubt, but she was still annoyed to see the faction she disliked rise up.

the most important is.

(And... this is ridiculous, what do you mean by a month and a half?)

The concise and comprehensive information clearly shows the number of days required for the upgrade.

The numbers recorded so casually made Loki, like the little goddess he had just admired, ponder inwardly.

But her hesitation, to be honest, contained a lot of resentment and doubt.

(It actually surpassed Ais's record... This is impossible, a month is too outrageous.)

Eight years ago.

The eight-year-old girl advanced to Lv.2 at an abnormally rapid pace.

The required time is one year, a feat that is on par with the previous record for the fastest upgrade, a world record that no one could break.

Yes, until that day.

(Even if there was no cheating, why did it have to be the short guy's child... Ugh! So infuriating!!)

Falsely reporting the number of days required for the upgrade.

Or perhaps you've already accumulated [experience points] before registering with the guild as a junior adventurer.

Or perhaps the newcomer is just making a false self-declaration.

If you're determined, there are plenty of ways to fake something.

However, the little goddess Hestia was not a deity who would do such a pointless thing. Although Loki and Hestia were sworn enemies, he at least understood this.

In other words, this young man did indeed achieve a "great feat".

Like a brief account written on parchment, he toppled the high wall of the Minotaur.

"...the world's fastest white rabbit (record holder)."

The handsome god, with his narrowed eyes, murmured in the corner of the round table, and Loki heard his words.

As the other gods looked at the poor little rabbit left at the end of the "naming ceremony" and licked their lips, thinking about what nickname to give it, Loki's lips pursed into a "ヘ" shape.

(However, to be on the safe side, let's probe a bit more about this kind of "growth.")

As the surrounding gods whispered amongst themselves in hushed tones, Loki made a judgment.

The little girl, Celestial, sat nervously in her chair, seemingly wanting to earn a simple nickname. Loki watched her, then quietly stood up.

"...Loki?"

"Explain yourself before we decide on a nickname, you little dwarf."

Loki completely ignored the reactions of those around him, staring at the stunned Hestia, and suddenly opened his crimson eyes.

"How did our 'gratitude' elevate to a higher level in just a month and a half?"

bump!

She slammed her hand heavily on the boy's data on the table, deliberately making an aggressive sound.

Loki didn't miss Hestia's stunned expression and gasped slightly.

"Even my Ais took a year to level up for the first time, a whole year! And this kid only took a month? That's ridiculous."

"..."

"Our 'favor' is not this kind of thing. If we could completely change every child's character in about a month, how easy would that be? It's precisely because it's impossible that everyone is working so hard."

“…………”

"Hey, shorty, explain yourself."

"........."

Loki relentlessly attacked Hestia, who was covered in sweat. Hestia seemed equally terrified, her body stiff as a statue.

Loki had his doubts.

There are doubts about whether the boy's "growth," which can only be described as rapid, involves some unusual and significant factor.

For example—like the "enhanced species" such as the freak Revis.

Could the secret to the boy's growth be the power bestowed upon him by "her," the force his faction is currently fighting—as the white-haired ghost mentioned?

Loki became interested in this unusual growth power, which is why he started spying on Hestia.

(This is really just to be on the safe side.)

That being said, Loki's suspicions about her were practically nonexistent.

This rustic, foolish goddess and her chosen followers could never possibly have any connection to the dark faction, even if the world were turned upside down. The assumption is so ridiculous that even Loki, if he were to seriously question it, would find it pointless.

In short, the speculation about "enhanced species" is just an excuse; they really just want to mess with her.

Jealousy and annoyance at having one's family's record surpassed, followed by simple curiosity.

Based on normal reasoning, it should be a "skill". And if the effect can affect the growth rate, then it is an unconfirmed "rare skill".

Loki, as a god, was filled with mixed emotions and interrogated Hestia as if he were picking a fight.

"Speechless? You didn't use the power of God (us), did you?"

"How could I possibly do that!"

She questioned Hestia provocatively whether she had used "Arcanum"—to "modify" her familiars—but of course, she wasn't serious.

Loki understood perfectly well.

Using "divine power" violates the rules of the gods, will be exposed immediately, and altering children is utterly pointless and devoid of any enjoyment. Doing so is blasphemous in this game on earth and will spoil the fun for oneself and the other gods.

If you want to abandon the real experience of living with your beloved children and just want to be lazy, then you can simply return to the heavens and go back to your decadent life.

Most importantly, this goes against the purpose of the gods.

Because all the gods with sound minds bestow "gifts" upon children in the hope that they will see in the future—nothing else but the birth of a "hero".

"Then tell us. If you haven't done anything wrong, what are you afraid to say?"