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

"Mm, from that perspective, it's true. Poor Loki though, hahaha!"

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Staff-spear, rapier, double-blades, scimitar, silver boots, short staff, magic staff, battle axe, long spear.

The companions stood before the entrance to the passage leading to the 51st floor, all staring at the dazzling weapons in the hands of the special attack squad.

A little later, in the center of the camp, the familia's banner fluttered overhead, the black-and-white clown grinning comically as though moved by no wind at all.

Feeling the emotions of expectation and hope welling up from behind them, everyone suppressed their mixed feelings and grew serious.

"Well then, everyone."

"Move out!" Finn gripped his spear, swung his left arm, and the vanguard charged forward first!

"Ha, I've been waiting for this moment!" Bete, relying on his superior speed, was the first to rush into the cliff-like passage.

"Damn it, wasn't I supposed to take point with my sister? Why's it that stupid wolf Bete instead?"

"Can't you shut up, you're so annoying."

"Hah?"

Behind them came the mid-guards, tasked with guerrilla support, protection, and substitutions.

"You two, focus. Now's not the time for bickering."

As commander of the team, Finn naturally occupied the mid-guard position, scolding the two harshly through the mask of the captain.

"Those two idiots." Tione, at Finn's side, muttered in exasperation.

"..." Ais pressed her lips together, glanced slightly over her shoulder toward Fron, and found the young man returning her gaze with encouragement.

"..."

Shing!

The silver rapier was drawn from its sheath, and her entire being became like a blade bared to the world, radiating a sharp brilliance.

Mid-guards: Finn, Tione, Ais.

"Hahaha, if Bete and Tiona still have the energy to squabble, then those two brats must be relaxed. That's good."

At the rear, the dwarf Gareth shouldered his battle axe and laughed heartily.

"Raul, Lefiya. I don't expect you to be as carefree as Tiona and Bete, but at least learn from Alicia, Elfy, and Anakitty. In the coming exploration, only a calm mind can judge the situation correctly and respond properly."

Beside Gareth, also serving as rearguard, Riveria firmly gripped her shield.

"B-but…"

"You're a mage. In situations like this you must maintain a calm mind. Only then can you bring out your true effectiveness. Understood?"

"Yes!" Fron, also a rearguard, ran at the back with Gareth.

Because of his special role, in addition to providing fast-cast magic support, he had another task, holding the rear. Together with Gareth, he would deal with pursuing monsters, protect Riveria, and cover the supporters trailing behind: Alicia and Anakitty.

Thus, the formation was clear:

Vanguard: Tiona, Bete.

Vanguard supporters: Raul, Tsubaki.

Mid-guards: Finn, Ais, Tione.

Mid-guard supporters: Lefiya, Elfy.

Rearguards: Fron, Gareth, Riveria.

Rearguard supporters: Alicia, Anakitty.

Each combatant was assigned two supporters, who carried spare weapons and supplies, and could swap out weapons frequently to deal with different monsters.

For standard large-type monsters, first-class weapons were prioritized for their sharpness. Against new species, however, the Roland-series "Durandal" weapons were mandatory.

In addition, everyone carried numerous magic swords. For example, Bete carried ten dagger-type magic swords, five strapped to each thigh.

Fron, though a combatant, also bore a supporter's pack.

Besides his primary and secondary weapons, it contained four longsword-type magic swords.

Others didn't understand why he insisted on carrying a backpack, but they didn't realize that a pack sewn from black Goliath hide could serve as an excellent makeshift shield in a pinch!

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"ROOOOAR, !"

The savage werewolf and the fierce Amazoness became merciless killing machines the moment they entered the passage, cutting down the oncoming monsters like a storm.

Slash, slash, slash, slash!

Freshly emerged from the 51st floor's passage, the two figures struck down the monsters rushing forward in the blink of an eye.

A black rhinos, over three meters tall, didn't survive even a single breath under their explosive strength, collapsing into corpses and dust as the two stormed onward like the wind.

"Stick to the plan. We head straight along the main route until the next passage down. Mid- and rearguards, stay alert to monsters approaching from the sides and rear. Vanguard, stay vigilant for new species. If spotted, issue a warning immediately!"

At this moment, Fron once again found himself in a familiar labyrinth level.

Beyond the 50th floor's safe zone, the terrain was utterly unlike the "Great Wilderness" above. This was a typical "Dark Labyrinth."

The faint phosphorescence severely limited visibility. Though similar in structure to the upper labyrinths, both the scale and the monsters were entirely different, essentially three tiers higher.

The passages here were wide enough for over a dozen people to walk abreast, yet under the dim light it was impossible to discern the ceiling's height.

Running through such vast empty halls easily disoriented one, if not for Finn's leadership.

"Left turn ahead. Gareth, Fron, take care of the monsters chasing from behind."

"Roger!"

At once, both vanguard and rearguard received the command from the mid-guard commander.

While sprinting at full speed, Fron leveled his staff, and as a black rhino lunged open-mouthed toward him, he thrust cleanly into its core.

Crack!

The magic stone was shattered precisely, and the monster turned to dust instantly.

"Nice work, kid! That technique is real eye-pleasing, like a veteran!"

"Well, I am a Level 5 now, old man! Don't underestimate me!"

"Hahaha! Praise you a little and you get cocky! You've still got a long way to go, hah!"

Slash!, a monster was cleaved perfectly in half by Gareth's great axe, so cleanly that not a drop of blood stained him.

"Impressive."

"Gareth, don't teach Fron your reckless ways. This is only the 51st floor, save your strength and avoid unnecessary waste. Your fighting style is too extravagant."

"No need to worry about this kid. With his ridiculous stats, this is nothing."

"..." Fron twitched at the corner of his mouth, unsure whether to explain.

Yes, his stats were high, his power strong, even capable of surpassing his level. But precisely because his power was beyond normal, it required far more stamina and mind to sustain!

A Level 5 fighting a Level 6 can't last as long as a true Level 6, that much is obvious!

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T/N: Bonus chapter for crossing 200 power stones~ next one at 250.