On the bustling avenue, packed with various races, Asta and Raul weaved through the crowd.
The early morning was the time when most Adventurers prepared to begin their day of Adventure.
If one had to describe it, it was like rush hour, with the Dungeon as their workplace, countless Adventurers heading to the Dungeon to clock in.
Dwarves, Goblins, Orcs, Pallums, Elves…
Some looked like ordinary citizens, while others were fully armed with dangerous equipment.
Supporters carrying huge backpacks, moving through the streets and alleys, were also very conspicuous.
Asta once again arrived at the Guild Headquarters, which managed the Dungeon.
In the morning, there were quite a lot of Adventurers gathered at the Guild Hall’s front desk, with almost every Guild service window occupied by a Guild staff member.
After a quick glance around, Asta spotted the familiar figure, and after greeting Raul, he joined a queue in front of a service window.
Soon, Asta arrived at the service window.
“Next, how may I help you?”
Eina Tulle, holding a small booklet and rapidly recording her work, with a professional smile on her face, almost reflexively spoke out.
“Could you please help me register as an Adventurer, Miss Eina?”
Hearing this, Eina paused for a moment, then met Asta’s gaze.
“Mr.
Asta!
You’ve already successfully joined the Loki Familia, congratulations~”
Seeing Asta again, Eina looked at his current state and clearly saw that he had successfully joined a Familia.
Perhaps there was a factor of her own personal involvement, which made Eina somewhat happy about it.
“It’s also thanks to Miss Eina’s help that it went so smoothly…”
“That’s not how you should put it; after all, I did receive payment~”
Should this be called doing business for money?
The two conversed briefly, then quickly began processing the successful Adventurer’s paperwork.
“By the way, Mister Asta, do you need a Dungeon Strategy Consultant (Strategy Consultant)?”
During the process, Eina suddenly asked.
There were many instances of Adventurers dying in the Dungeon because they hadn’t done their intelligence work beforehand.
So, a long time ago, the Guild established a rule to assign an Adventurer consultant to newcomers who had just become Adventurers.
However, this also depended on the situation.
If it was someone like Asta, who had the backing of a powerful Familia, then an Adventurer consultant wasn’t necessary.
Her question was merely a formality.
Ultimately, whether a consultant was needed was up to the Adventurer themselves.
“Strategy Consultant?” The sudden question made Asta pause, then he reacted, smiling as he replied, “I think I’ll pass.”
Seeing this, Eina didn’t say much more, simply nodded slightly and continued to process Asta’s paperwork.
A few minutes passed, and Asta successfully registered as a new Adventurer at the Guild.
After politely bidding Eina farewell, he, carrying an Adventurer’s handbook, found Raul, who was waiting nearby.
“Sorry to keep you waiting~”
Raul shook his head: “It was only a moment, it’s nothing.
Is the Adventurer registration complete?”
“Yes, now I’m a fledgling new Adventurer~”
“Fledgling?”
“It means newcomer.
Don’t mind the vocabulary from my hometown.”
“Oh~”
After registering as an Adventurer, Asta and Raul walked directly towards the entrance of the Dungeon.
At the end of the long street, in the center of the city, a skyscraper facility pointed straight towards the clear morning sky; the Dungeon was located underground there.
……
The location was the first floor of the Dungeon.
Walls and ceilings dyed light blue occupied the entire field of vision.
The boundless natural labyrinth, where the sky was invisible, extended endlessly in all directions.
Forked paths, crossroads, gentle slopes—this was an underground space with uneven paths formed at regular intervals.
Walking through it, Asta had already taken his silver-gray spear from its sheath and held it inverted in his hand, entering a state of readiness for battle.
Raul, on the other hand, walked beside him with a calm expression, his blade unsheathed, both hands gripping the straps of the backpack behind him.
He was speaking to Asta, explaining a series of precautions.
Such as the types of monsters that would appear on the upper levels, their weaknesses, the paths between floors, and so on.
Within the narrow labyrinthine vision, the ceiling above emitted faint phosphorescence, as if equipped with lights, subtly illuminating the surroundings.
The atmosphere was very oppressive; it was the silence unique to places where no living creatures were active.
Or rather, temporarily not active.
“Crack—!”
Asta didn’t have to wait long; the wall in front of him suddenly cracked open with a sound.
Dark red energy surged from within, materializing into a physical form, and like a chick breaking through an eggshell, a monster crawled out from the labyrinth’s wall…
“Gaw!”
“Ah!”
“Gulu!”
Three small, ugly, dark green-skinned dwarves with long pointed ears and red eyes celebrated their birth with roars.
For some unknown reason, the newly born Goblins came with wooden weapons in their hands.
They were solid wooden clubs almost as large as their heads; striking a person with one would likely inflict severe injury with just a single blow.
The next moment, the Goblins, noticing the two humans nearby, their scarlet eyes gleaming with ferocity, brandished the wooden clubs in their hands and snarled as they lunged towards Asta and Raul.
Seeing this, Raul couldn’t help but turn his head to observe Asta’s condition; he wasn’t sure if Asta had any experience fighting monsters.
He was in the process of deciding whether he needed to remind him.
However, he quickly dismissed the thought, because Asta showed no sign of panic when faced with the three attacking monsters.
Instead, he was remarkably calm and composed.
Thump-thump, thump-thump, thump-thump, the chaotic footsteps of them stomping the ground rapidly approached.
Asta held his spear in his right hand, pushed off with his left foot, and lunged forward, directly confronting the three monsters.
In an instant, he spun the spear, and as the cold light of the spear tip flashed, it was already before the foremost Goblin.
—Stab!
In a single exchange, the silver-gray spear tip directly plunged into the monster’s vital throat.
It didn’t even have a chance to let out a groan before it was killed instantly!
The other two Goblins, seeing their companion so cleanly and swiftly killed, couldn’t help but pause their charge for a moment.
In that brief moment, Asta quickly retracted the spearhead, moving with the speed of a spring that had been stretched to its limit and then recoiled.
He twisted his waist to turn the spearhead, used the butt of the spear to strike one Goblin flying, then twisted his wrist and turned—
Horizontal Sweep!
The long spear cut an arc, easily tearing open the body of another Goblin.
With a sound like tearing cloth, this Goblin was directly split in two.
Accompanying the eruption of two black smoke clouds, two small fragments emitting blue-purple light dropped to the ground.
Asta didn’t rush to pick up these fragments; instead, he continued forward to deliver the final blow to the Goblin that had been struck flying.
In less than half a minute, the three Goblins, from their appearance, had turned into three piles of black ash on the ground.
It was then that Asta began to pick up the magic stone fragments they had dropped.