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Spirits and recognition.
The combination of these words set off alarm bells in Adam's mind.
Sure, "recognition" sounded positive — but wasn't "favor" also a positive word?
Had he forgotten Subaru's tornt from the Witch of Envy's favor? Could he face sothing similar?
If that's the case, I'll return to Konosuba right now and never co back.
"Hahaha, don't be nervous, don't be nervous." The silver-haired old man's hearty laugh instantly eased the young man's tense nerves.
His laughter carried an inexplicable calming effect.
The old man continued to explain, "Getting recognition from a Spirit is sothing worth bragging about. Their existence won't cause you trouble; on the contrary, they'll beco your support."
"Support?"
A questioning look crossed his face, tinged with curiosity.
"I see you really don't know. Well, this is ancient lore after all." The silver-haired old man confird Adam's ignorance about Spirits.
Though Adam expected the old man might dance around the topic, he instead launched into a detailed explanation.
"Spirits are a special and mysterious magical race. They possess elents like earth, water, wind, fire, thunder, light, and darkness — hence their many nas: nymphs, elentals, sprites, or magical spirits. So call them fairies, though that term has shifted to an fairy-kind in general, given how rare true Spirits are."
"Fairies... oh." Adam's eyebrows raised slightly.
He knew exactly who ca to mind.
Beatrice. That tsundere little girl he had ford a contract with.
Though she was an Artificial Spirit, she was still a Spirit — surely the "recognition" ntioned must refer to their contract.
"It seems you understand now." The silver-haired old man noticed the young man's thoughtful expression but continued his explanation, "Spirits are incredibly powerful beings, universally recognized as the race closest to the gods. That's why they're called the children most beloved by the gods and avatars of divine spirits."
"Is that so."
Is it really that extre?
No! On second thought, Beatrice perfectly fit that description. With her infinite lifespan, vast magical knowledge, and his empowernt, she wielded power rivaling a Witch.
Whew. That powerful?
Only then did Adam realize how fortunate he was to have successfully contracted with Betty.
As expected of my one and only!
"Long ago, before the gods descended, Spirits carried out divine will by eliminating monsters and guiding humans. They existed as special beings who supported Heroes."
"Heroes? Not to brag, but I was often called a Hero back ho too."
"Oh, is that so?"
"Of course! In my country, my reputation as a Hero echoes throughout the nation!" Adam couldn't help but boast a little.
The silver-haired old man nodded, looking even more pleased.
"So, are you also heading to Orario, the labyrinth city at the center of the world?"
"Eh? The Labyrinth City Orario?!" Adam's eyes widened in shock as recognition dawned — he now knew which world this was.
" Is It Wrong to Try to Pick Up Girls in a Dungeon! "
" Danmachi "
Orario, the center of the world, was a massive city built atop an underground Dungeon. As the setting where the story began, its na was unmistakable.
He muttered softly, "So I've crossed over to this world..."
"What's wrong? Did this old one guess incorrectly?" The silver-haired old man misinterpreted Adam's surprise as reluctance to visit the labyrinth city.
"No, I want to go!" Adam declared without hesitation, "The Labyrinth City Orario—I absolutely must go!"
"Hahaha, that's more like it, that's more like it!" The silver-haired old man bead, clapping Adam's shoulder, "You should go on adventures, and only Orario is worthy of being your destination!"
Adventures!
The word reminded Adam that "adventurer" was an actual profession in this world.
Leveling up was notoriously difficult here — almost 80% of adventurers never reached Level 2. However, those who did achieve Level 2 experienced a remarkable increase in strength, unlike the system in Konosuba.
This silver-haired old man must be an adventurer himself.
Even at his age, he maintained impressive physical and ntal prowess — surely he must be at least Level 3, if not Level 4.
"Old man, are you an adventurer too?"
"Of course. In my younger days, I was quite powerful." The silver-haired old man proudly puffed out his muscular chest, his physique a testant to his strength.
Despite his age, his bearing suggested he hadn't lost his edge — he could still wield that trident of his.
His proud deanor confird he must have been quite renowned in Orario.
This was fortunate. Only the powerful would know secrets unknown to low-level adventurers.
"Please allow to ask you a question." Adam said, "Which Familia is currently the strongest in Orario?"
"I can't really answer that question about current strength, as I've been away from Orario for 15 years now." The silver-haired old man stroked his long beard thoughtfully, "However, when I left, the Freya Familia and Loki Familia were probably the strongest — about equal in power."
"The Freya Familia and Loki Familia, huh." Adam nodded in understanding, then asked, "If I may ask, why did you leave Orario?"
"My deity left Orario." The silver-haired old man said with a hint of sadness, "Not all Gods remain in the lower world, and not all stay in the labyrinth city — so choose to wander elsewhere..."
There was lancholy and strong self-reproach in the old man's tone.
Adam sensed the truth might not be as simple as the old man claid about leaving because of his deity.
The old man clearly had a strong attachnt to Orario — Adam could feel it. But since further questions wouldn't yield answers, he didn't press the matter.
The two continued talking about many things.
The silver-haired old man spoke of sending his grandson to the labyrinth city and his journey back. He shared tales of the legendary hero Argo and secrets about the relationships between Familias in Orario.
Perhaps there was sothing hypnotic in the old man's voice. Adam grew drowsy and fell asleep. Though he tried to force his eyes open, knowing he shouldn't sleep, he couldn't fight the inexplicable urge.
In his half-asleep state, he caught fragnts of speech.
"In this na I give you blessing, may lightning beco your aid and your future..."
It was that silver-haired old man! What was he saying?
Adam strained to hear clearly but couldn't manage to — until the final words.
"Adam, please take care of my grandson."
Hey, wait! How am I supposed to know who your grandson is or what he looks like?!
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When he opened his eyes again, it was already bright daylight.
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