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

After all, they were the Loki Familia, Orario's strongest fighting force. If any threat to the city appeared, it was only natural that they would be the first to face it.

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The time for the "Expedition" was getting closer and closer.

Inside the mansion and courtyard of the Twilight Manor, everywhere you could see busy members hurrying past.

Greeting everyone briefly as he passed by, the young man leaned against the corridor railing with a sigh.

"I've gotten a little slack, huh? Everyone's working so hard to improve themselves, whenever I'm idle like this it feels a bit awkward."

"Perfect timing, I should also take these few days to get used to my new attributes… let's go find Finn."

To hone body and mind, while also learning spear techniques and combat skills against people, wasn't there a top-class master in the Familia, Finn Deimne?

Fron felt it would be a waste not to make use of such resources and connections.

Besides… Finn's spear technique also seemed impressive.

As he walked, he pondered to himself, thinking at the same time about which areas he should "upgrade" himself in.

…

"You want me to teach you close-combat skills and spear technique?"

Sitting behind his desk, Finn looked slightly surprised at Fron's request for sparring.

"Yes. In a dungeon exploration, during group actions I'll fulfill my duties as a mage and healer, but… fighting people is different."

"I see. Is this because of the Olivas and the red-haired beast-tamer woman you encountered during the 24th floor incident?"

"Yes, and also the [Evilus]. I can't help but feel this matter… isn't over yet. Perhaps our enemies in the future may not necessarily be monsters. We'll need to be prepared for human opponents as well."

Finn smiled, understanding what Fron meant.

"I get it. Just in time too, our preparations for the 'Expedition' are finished, we're only waiting on the [Hephaestus] Familia. As payment for me training you, how about coming with me to visit them today?"

"To the [Hephaestus] Familia? No problem. I also have questions I want to ask that goddess."

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Orario, northeast street.

As the city's industrial zone producing magic stone items, it was the very heart of Orario, always bustling with people.

Here, you could find finely crafted magic stone goods that were popular even among the nobility outside the city, as well as odd little inventions a craftsman might have created on a whim, not yet widespread.

Gathering the world's greatest craftsmen, countless ideas burst forth here, being shaped into magic stone products and displayed on shelves.

Like the one Fron was holding right now.

"This is…" Seeing its familiar shape and exactly the same function as in his memory, Fron was dumbfounded.

"Haha! Adventurer! Want to buy one and try it out? This is my latest masterpiece! Once a big merchant group notices it, it'll surely spread worldwide!"

Looking at the dwarf shopkeeper, Fron couldn't help but sigh, this man was going to be rich.

"Alright, I'll take… 100 of them."

"Oh, 100 huh… huh?! 100? Did I hear you right?"

"Yeah. It's not that expensive, right? 550 valis each, so a little over 50,000 for 100."

Seeing something so familiar, Fron didn't mind buying enough for everyone in the Familia to try.

"Didn't expect such a big customer! Please wait, I'll go get them right away!"

Watching Fron's odd behavior, Finn curiously asked:

"Every day there are all kinds of magic stone items here, but most are just toys with no practical use. What exactly did you buy?"

"Ah, this? A magic stone toothbrush."

"…"

Fron had endured those old-fashioned toothbrushes long enough. Suddenly finding a magic stone toothbrush, practically like an electric one, how could he not buy it?

The two strolled about, Fron shopping in the industrial district's commercial street for the first time, eyes practically sparkling.

With all sorts of magic stone inventions constantly popping up, many good ideas were overlooked, perhaps due to the world's slower overall development.

But he believed that in this world where gods walked the earth, sooner or later they would all shine with the brilliance they deserved.

Soon, they arrived at the [Hephaestus Familia] headquarters, a grand castle blazing like fire itself.

"Yo, Finn! Fron, over here!"

"Loki?" Fron looked at his own deity in surprise, his tone puzzled.

"Ah, stuff like alliances between Familias isn't something we can decide, of course Loki has to come in person…"

Finn explained with a smile. At the same time, he noticed the red-haired, one-eyed goddess standing beside Loki.

Knee-high leather boots paired with sharp attire, completely opposite in style from Loki, who only knew how to drink all day.

"I still don't get how Loki manages to stay on such good terms with the goddess Hephaestus."

"Er, that's beyond my knowledge."

At Fron's question, Finn gave an awkward smile. They knew all too well their own god's personality.

"Hello, Goddess Hephaestus, it's been a long time."

"[Braver] Finn? Yes, it has been quite a while. My child Tsubaki keeps talking about you, you know."

"…Tsubaki, huh. That's…"

Thinking of that bold half-dwarf girl, Finn's face twisted.

After greeting Finn, the red-haired goddess turned her gaze toward Fron.

"Blond hair and golden eyes, just like your Familia's Sword Princess. I've even heard some rumors about the two of them…"

"!!!! Hephaestus, stop right there!"

"…." Hephaestus chuckled, shaking her head.

"Hello, Goddess Hephaestus."

"You're quite an excellent child. Lately your name's been everywhere… and I hear you've already reached Lv. 5?"

"Yes, I just underwent an update with the Familia not long ago."

"Lv. 5 already, I'm so jealous of you, Loki. You're useless most of the time, yet always this lucky."

"Hehehe, luck isn't something you can envy. Come on, let's go find Tsubaki and get down to business!"

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Following the two deities to the smithy in the back, the moment they entered, the heat and scent of iron wrapped around them.

It was a spacious, fully equipped workshop. Compared to this, Fron's own forge was nothing but a shabby hut. Since he had a magic workshop, most of his work was done at their base, leaving the forge largely unused.

Inside, the blazing furnace lit up the face of a half-dwarf girl. Hammer in hand, she struck the iron before her with full concentration.