The next day, Ais brought Finn's news to Roy.
Roy had no reason to refuse and followed Ais to a restaurant's private room booked by Finn.
As Roy entered, he saw Loki lounging carelessly, chugging wine straight from the bottle in a bold stance.
"You brat!" Loki nearly choked, slamming the bottle's base on the table.
"Loki, Roy's the guest I ntioned," Finn added with a smile.
"Him? So guest!" Loki curled her lips, resentnt toward Roy still strong—likely not fading for a month or two.
"Sorry, Loki's been like this since losing valis at the arena," Finn apologized to Roy.
"I forgot to introduce myself—I'm Finn Deimne, captain of the Loki Familia."
"The na Finn Deimne—few in Orario don't know it," Roy smiled, extending his hand.
"I'm Roy Flott, sort of the captain of the Hestia Familia."
Finn shook Roy's hand.
[Congratulations, Host, for obtaining 100,000 dinsion points]
The system chid pleasantly in Roy's ear.
The Loki Familia was a treasure trove!
Several key plot characters remained—eting them could get him hundreds of thousands more points, richer than random tasks.
Loki should be worth at least 300,000 points.
"Stinky kid, what sche you cooking?" Loki shuddered under Roy's gaze.
"Just thought of sothing good to share with goddess Loki," Roy grinned kindly.
"Nothing good cos from your mouth!" Loki scoffed, wiser from her past loss, distrusting Roy.
Finn shot Loki an odd look.
She always tricked others, yet Roy made her cautious.
"Ais explained the details clearly, and you know them too, so I'll cut to the chase," Finn smiled.
"Can I see your space magic?"
"Space magic?" Loki set down her bottle, squinting at Roy.
"You awakened that rare stuff, kid?"
"No problem," Roy nodded, placing his hands on the table.
The entire table, items included, vanished instantly.
"Impressive," Finn marveled.
Not just a show—it was highly practical for dungeon-exploring adventurers, a true treasure.
"Kid, reconsider my old offer?" Loki's tone softened.
Roy tilted his head. "What offer?"
"Join my Familia," Loki grinned.
"Sure," Roy nodded bluntly, unlike his prior stance.
"But I've got conditions."
"Na them," Loki's eyes lit up.
Conditions were no issue for the Loki Familia.
"I'm not young. So, I'd like goddess Loki to play matchmaker," Roy said, feigning shyness.
"Tell , who in my Familia do you fancy? I'll help," Loki glanced at Ais, then added quickly,
"But not Ais—she's my darling, off-limits."
"What're you thinking? I'm not aiming so small," Roy showed faint dissatisfaction.
"Good—not Ais," Loki exhaled in relief.
Ais's eyes fixed on Roy, a touch of gloom and unease she couldn't place.
"Then who?" Loki pressed.
"I hear your Familia's got Orario's cutest girls," Roy said cautiously.
"Yep, my precious treasures," Loki nodded proudly.
Collecting them was her joy, making her Familia's gender balance female-heavy, unlike others.
"I should marry, have kids, spread the family line," Roy continued carefully.
"To et that, I need more cute girls."
Loki: "..."
Finn: "..."
Ais: ">_
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