Is It Wrong For Me To Start With Three Skills In Danmachi ?!

Like an announcement, the voice resounded through all of Twilight Manor.

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[Name]: Fron Argon

[Level]: Lv.5

[Ability Values]: Strength: SSS1999 → i0 | Endurance: SSS1999 → i0 | Dexterity: SSS1999 → i0 | Agility: SSS1999 → 10 | Magic: SSS1999 → 10

[Development Abilities]: "Mystery G" "Smithing E" "Magic Conduction F" "Healing G" "Escape H" "Abnormal Resistance G" "Spearman I" "Shattering I"

[Magic]: "Surtr"

[Skills]: "Reader" "Scholar" "Infinite Super-Magic" "Magic Dominator"

[Finisher]: "Flames of Surtr [Surtalogi ]"

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The chatting girls froze for a moment, then all rushed together toward Loki's divine chamber.

Meanwhile, Bete, who was lying on a big tree basking in the sun, just twitched his ears, opened one eye with a "tsk," and continued pretending to sleep.

In the office, the three leaders glanced at one another and revealed faint smiles.

Raul, Cruz, and other Lv.4 members also all showed expressions of great shock.

Thus, because of Fron's level-up, the entire familia once again became lively.

"Damn it, Fron has already reached Lv.5! Where am I supposed to put my face as his senior?"

The next day, Raul sat in the cafeteria, face twisted in distress, staring at the food before him as if chewing wax, with no appetite at all.

Not just him, Cruz was the same, looking thoroughly depressed.

On the other hand, the black-haired catgirl Anakitty calmly sipped vegetable soup, the savory broth bursting in her mouth, making her squint in enjoyment as her cute cat ears twitched, clearly in a good mood.

"Anakitty, say something too. Don't tell me… you're not worried at all?"

Miss Cat kept smiling while enjoying her breakfast and adorably rolled her eyes.

"Men being stronger than women gives us a sense of security, you know? Especially someone like Fron, who's both handsome and gentle, a real warm guy!"

"The hell, are you serious!?"

Seeing Anakitty's expression of admiration, the bread in Raul's mouth dropped straight out.

"N-no way, hey hey hey… Anakitty, get a grip! That's Fron we're talking about, and he's with Ais…"

"Hmph, what do you men know? A real hero could never belong to just one woman. I'm sure Ais thinks the same! Just like the captain."

"..."

Then another voice chimed in:

"Yeah, as long as Fron says the word, tons of girls would throw themselves at him. Nobody would mind becoming his wife!"

"Elfy!!! What nonsense are you spouting!? That's way too embarrassing, ahhhhhhh!"

As an elf, Lefiya's entire face flushed scarlet, unable to hold back anymore.

"What, Lefiya. Look at your red little face, don't tell me you don't have the same thought? Hehehe… At the pace Fron is leveling up, it's only a matter of time before he becomes someone like Lady Riveria. The key is… he's strong, gentle, and handsome!"

"Ahhhhhh, I can't take it, I'm not listening I'm not listening!!!"

"Hahahahaha!"

...

"Congratulations, Fron."

On Ais' expressionless pretty face, a faint smile of joy appeared.

"Thank you." Fron replied cheerfully, then lowered his gaze to the status sheet, sighing.

"A first-class adventurer, Lv.5… I've finally reached this stage."

Loki patted his shoulder with a grin:

"Impressive, Fron. In just over a year, you've risen to Lv.5. And that's not even the most important part. The key is… you haven't neglected your foundation. You're not some newbie who only knows fighting and nothing else. In this regard, very few in the whole familia can compare."

Indeed, Fron wasn't just a battle maniac, he also possessed unfathomable knowledge.

There is one truth, universal across any world: Knowledge is power.

No matter how strong you become, no matter what your limit is, no matter how fast you grow, this remains an absolute truth.

As a first-class adventurer, Fron had reached a high level in ability, skill, strategy, experience, perspective, and craft. His growth had no weaknesses, but rather was fully developed.

If becoming Lv.5 in just over a year might someday be surpassed, then… achieving such balanced, flawless development alongside it, that would absolutely never be matched by a second person.

"What are your plans next, Fron?"

Ais slightly lowered her head, fiddling with her fingers, her cheeks tinged faintly red.

"Plans?"

Remembering the battered, broken dual staff he had left on the workbench in the magic workshop, Fron's mouth twitched.

The enhanced "Surtalogi," stacked with boosts from "Magic Dominator" and "Scholar," combined with "Flame Bolt," had overloaded it with magic, and the staff now needed to be reforged.

Just thinking about it gave him a headache, wasn't mithril supposed to massively increase magical conductivity and durability? Why was it different for him?

Actually, it was just his own fixed ideas binding him.

Didn't he realize just how strong his magic was?

Even without the amplification from "Scholar" and "Magic Dominator," his innate magic stat alone already rivaled Lv.6.

With doubling and super amplification, his magic output was already nearing, or even surpassing, Riveria. Y

et he foolishly poured that power into "Scholar Argon" staff, then added physical damage to unleash a Finisher…

Frankly, the fact that "Scholar Argon," his custom weapon, hadn't crumbled to dust on the spot was already incredible.

"Ah, my staff's ruined. Guess I'll just reforge it with new techniques."

"..." Loki, ever sensitive to finances, widened her eyes at once upon hearing the staff was done for.

"The 220 million one?"

"Yeah, the 220 million one."

"..."

Loki was on the verge of collapse.

"Hey hey hey, quit joking around, brat! There's only eight days until the expedition. What will you do without a weapon!? You're Lv.5 now, the familia's pillar!"

Fron shrugged, took Ais's soft little hand in front of Loki, and walked out.

"Relax, I'm not forging from scratch. Just reforging. A few days is plenty."

Loki, 'W-wait, am I getting a green hat in front of me???'

"Let go of my Ais-tan, ahhhhhhh!"

"No!"

"Ahhhhhhhhhh…"

The three leaders and Ais looked at Fron being chased around by Loki all over the room.

No matter what, some things never change.

The entire manor bustled with excitement over Fron's level-up. And with the expedition only eight days away, the familia members had already begun to stir restlessly.