Chapter 115: I don't want to be too rude
"Lord Loki, please!"
Mischa Flotte led the way quickly, and as the pigman provoked Roland, she went to the guild to bring reinforcements as a good friend of Aegina.
Unexpectedly, before I could call the person in charge of maintaining order in the guild, I met a better partner halfway.
"Oh, how could I miss such a fun thing!"
The object of Misha's request is a woman with gorgeous vermilion hair, but tied into a ponytail at will, and her eyes are squinted slightly.
She didn't feel the slightest concern about the effects of this conflict, she belonged to the unobtrusive temperament of a god, especially in Loki's body, and the words in her mouth were even more flattering.
"I'm worried that I've been too bored lately, and I don't have much fun, if that new lv2 really ruined the time when I and Escarbon fell in love with each other on impulse, I must let that guy leave him a deep memory that he can't forget for a lifetime at the future god meeting!"
Loki said this as a matter of course, gods are creatures that live for fun, and it's in their nature to want to join in when they see the excitement.
And as a famous goddess, she leads one of the two strongest clans of Olarie, and the Loki clan alongside Freya's clan, she naturally has the confidence to say this.
As the main god, she is always surrounded by the strong people in the clan, and today is of course no exception, which is why Misha asked her for help.
The blonde girl who followed closely behind Loki had the magical power to calm the panicked Misha.
As a genius who is famous in Olarie, with the weak body of a human being, Ace, who reached the lv5 level at the age of only 16, is known as the strongest female swordsman in Olalie.
is just a lv2, and she can't even pass half a move in her hands.
After a while, the three of them arrived outside the hall of the guild, and at this time, as if sensing something, Ace jumped to the front with a tap of her toes, preventing the two from moving forward.
The next moment, cracks appeared in the wall in front of them, and then, a heavy figure flew out of it with smoke and dust, and slammed it to the ground.
"Oh no...... That newcomer won't be beaten, will he? β
Misha covered her mouth, looking at the figure who smashed on the ground with some concern, and did not know whether she was alive or dead, until the dust gradually cleared, she found that it was not the good-looking little brother, she breathed a sigh of relief, and then, realized an even more terrifying truth.
"That's not right...... It's beaten out.,It seems to be Alun who has lv2! β
And as if noticing them coming, Roland, who was standing quietly in the center and shaking his hands casually, also raised his head and looked over.
Guild attendants I don't know, Loki, and ...... Ace Wallenstein.
Soon, Roland's eyes fell on the girl who was in the way of Loki.
She has a slender and tall figure, wrapped in a close-fitting light suit.
The girl has slender proportions, flexible and slender limbs, and the dress with an off-the-shoulder and backless dress, blue edges on a white background, and a skirt to the base of the thighs is more beautiful.
But compared to her slender figure, her face is as delicate and beautiful as a porcelain doll, but she can't see any expression.
But the most attractive thing is her long blond hair that reaches to her waist, shining like gold sand in the sunlight.
Combined with the girl's delicate face that is as clear as water, looking at the front meticulously, and has an expressionless face, not only does not give people a sense of indifference, but carries a natural nobility.
In this world where Roland has little impression of it, only this girl, he still remembers the other party's name.
Ace Wallenstein, a high-level adventurer in the true sense of the word, is the absolute main force in any family, and the record of the great deeds created in the dungeon has also been refreshed again and again by the girl, and the record of reaching LV2 in one year at the age of only eight will still be talked about.
Because of the girl's exquisite swordsmanship, coupled with the strength of her main god, she was given the title of 'Sword Queen', but more people who have seen the girl fight are called her by a more appropriate nickname like War Queen.
Coupled with the legendary experience and the beauty that would be the envy of the goddesses from the heavenly realm, her fame is even more famous among adventurers than many gods of the small family, in fact, many adventurers around Roland have been attracted by Ace who has rushed to her, casting envious and adoring eyes.
But Ace, as if she had long been accustomed to this kind of treatment, just cast that lovely face in the direction of Roland, and looked at Roland with a calm gaze.
"So, what the hell is going on?"
But the impatient god didn't have the heart to appreciate this atmosphere, so she just walked in with a big grin, looked around, and asked.
"Didn't you say let me maintain order, why did it all end so quickly?"
"I'm sorry, Lord Loki!"
Aegina trotted over and told Loki the whole story.
"Huh," such an interesting thing immediately attracted the attention of the goddess, and she walked towards Roland in a rather childish manner.
"Did you defeat a lv2 adventurer with a human body that didn't receive favors, and you still want to enter the dungeon like this?"
Loki's narrowed eyes flashed a hint of playfulness, and he walked around Roland, as if trying to see through his heart.
But until the end, the smile on Roland's face did not change in the slightest.
It's a good look, but it's a pity that it's a boy, so it's not as good as our Escharide.
Loki took a closer look at Roland, trying to find something special about him, and such a feat was not inferior to the level of greatness, or it wouldn't be long before other gods would flock to him.
"Boy, haven't you really ever been favored?"
"Nope."
Roland acknowledged this in a rather affirmative tone, and the truth contained in this answer couldn't help but make Loki's eyes flicker.
You won't find a treasure yourself, will you?
With a simple collector's fetish, Loki extended an invitation to Roland.
"So, do you want to join my family?"
This direct invitation caused an uproar around, as the strongest clan, there is basically no lv1 existence in the Loki clan, because their personnel are already saturated, and there is no need to recruit new people to supplement themselves.
"No, it's just that I defeated a lv2, if I join your clan like this, won't the scenery be all stolen? When the time comes, Olalie will be rumored to be your discerning talent, and my brilliance will be obscured. β
Roland and Loki looked at each other and said calmly: "What I want is for everyone to praise me and offer me a look of adoration and admiration. β
"Hahahaha!"
Loki clutched his abdomen as if he was about to burst into laughter.
"This is a treatment that gods don't necessarily have, to be honest, if you don't rely on some special abilities, I haven't seen anyone who can be worshiped by everyone, and it's the first time I've encountered such an arrogant existence as you among the children of the Netherworld."
Roland also choked back Loki with a smile: "Arrogance also requires ability." β
"Moreover, this kind of person obviously exists, with his own strength to promote the times, just existing there, looking at his back, it makes people feel from the bottom of their hearts - I also want to be like him, this kind of person, this kind of person, has existed since a thousand years ago."
Loki's smile suddenly retracted, and his squinted eyes opened a little, glinting.
If the previous invitation was just a whim, then the current Roland has completely aroused her interest.
"I see, you want to be a hero."
Loki saw through Roland's calculations, "After the advent of the gods, this kind of person is rare, after all, heroes are often born in adversity, and they are miracles worth worshipping, in the current era, if you want to do this, it is far more difficult than in the past, the guy with hero qualifications, we don't know how many people have seen, but in this era of the gods, there is no one who has achieved this." β
"That's why heroes have weight."
The corners of Roland's mouth hooked into a meaningful smile: "The current Olarie is too boring, the gods are busy with pleasure, the clans are fighting for immediate interests, and the adventurers regard exploration as work, and progress is stagnant. β
"So, they need new leadership."
"Are you provoking me?"
Loki looked at Roland, who was looking at him, not only did he not feel angry, but the corners of his mouth were slightly raised because of the interesting development.
"In recent years, I have indeed been a little lazy, but it's not that I want to argue for myself, the current development of events is very regular, and the current prosperity is precisely because of the epitome of the pain brought about by the past, even as one of the strongest clans of Olali, we can't change the general trend of the people of the Netherworld."
"So, isn't it okay to be better than everyone else?"
Roland chuckled and stared at Loki.
"In the aristocratic dining etiquette, if someone takes the right napkin first, then the others have to pick up the right one, which is called social."
"Since no one has dared to pick up the original napkin, let me do it."
It's beautiful.
Even if the favorite is a cute girl, Loki has to make such an exclamation for Roland, who is shining in front of him.
The people of the Nether cannot lie in front of the gods, and as a famous god of mischief, Loki retains a keen sense of insight on top of this ability.
She knew that Roland wanted to do it from the bottom of her heart, and thought that she could do it, and that this arrogance was even beyond the gods.
It's really, so much fun!
Whether the other party will fail or succeed, the development of events will definitely exceed their expectations, and even the Loki clan, who are in the strongest position, may be irreparably affected in this upcoming turmoil.
So Loki simply couldn't refuse.
She came to see such a child.
"In that case, you want stepping stones, don't you? Then I'm here to help you, you want to gain fame and become a hero, right, I have more options for you than dungeons. β
How likely are you to see this child, and how much to look forward to in his future. Loki took a few steps back and reached out his hand, pointing at Roland.
"In that case, let's fight our Escarbon."
"Wow-"
With Loki's declaration, the surrounding commotion fell silent in an instant, and there was silence.
Even Ace was slightly stunned.
"What are you kidding, fighting with Kenhime?"
"That's lv5......"
Unlike the traditional challenge of skipping the ranks, grace is the power to discover potential and possibility, and each level requires the courage and ability to accomplish great things, so the gap between the ranks is almost qualitative.
At the level of lv5, it can already be said that it is another creature, like the lv2 level that has been counted as a little superman before, Ace can tear the opponent's body apart with just a wave of her hand.
But neither Roland nor Loki looked away.
"As long as you can get her approval, even if you win, the Loki clan will do their best to build momentum for you, complete your plan, and try to meet your reasonable requirements."
Loki turned his head and looked at Ace.
"Although this is our most proud child, I have to admit that she has some tendons, she will stand in the most fair perspective and judge your strength, even if you lose as soon as you come up, it doesn't matter."
"And at what cost?"
Hearing Roland's speech, Loki, who felt that the other party had already entered the trap, narrowed his eyes happily again.
"It's very simple, if you don't meet the requirements, join my family, and I will also fulfill the previous conditions."
"Reasonable, then, please advise, Miss Ace."
The corners of Roland's mouth hooked up, and he nodded to Ace.
"Don't say that we are bullying you, no matter what kind of weapon you are good at, what kind of preparation you make, you can go to the guild, we will bear all the consumption, and Ace will not use the sword she is best at."
Hearing Loki's order, Ace was still expressionless, withdrew the hand that wanted to draw the sword, raised her footsteps, and walked to the opposite side of Roland.
"There's no need for that, just win...... So, keep your eyes open, proof of my status as a hero. β
In everyone's surprised eyes, Roland took Esther's hand next to him.
"Aster?"
"I am the master's sword."
The silver-haired and mouthless girl suddenly bloomed with a huge divine might, and responded to Roland with an indifferent but resolute tone.
As the magic power was extracted, feeling the pulsating contract and connection, Roland did not hesitate to recite the spirit of the elf.
"The ruthless queen of steel, the holy sword that slays demonsββ turns into a sword of steel here, giving me divine power."
The elven mark in Roland's hand slowly burst out with light, and Aster's body turned into a dreamy particle of light, bursting out and converging in the hand that was holding Roland.
"Miss Ace, it's better for you to draw your sword."
Roland held the holy sword that was silver-white, with golden engravings and sacred crystals embedded on the surface, and glowing with light, slowly lifted it, looking at the inscription on the sword, a trace of coldness flashed in his deep eyes.
Holding this living holy sword tightly, Roland only felt as if his spirit was blended with it, and in his hands, the destructive power of this holy sword would definitely not be inferior to the so-called A-level treasures, or even better.
"I don't want to be too rude, but if you fight me empty-handed, then you will undoubtedly die at my hands."
(End of chapter)