After the Denatus concluded, the Guild naturally released some of the information from this naming assembly.
At the very least, anything concerning adventurer titles would absolutely be made public.
This time, the most eye-catching adventurer was, without question, Elise of the Astraea Familia.
Her name, race, Level, and the time it took her to rank up were all spread throughout Orario under the Guild's careful orchestration. The already well-known Elise experienced another surge in fame.
After all, according to the official promotion, she had advanced from Level 1 in roughly two months. On a timeline where the average advancement speed was about two and a half years, that was simply beyond imagination.
Fortunately, Elise's true leveling speed was not made public. If it were revealed that she had risen one Level in just half a month, how much trouble would that attract?
Now she had truly become a celebrity. People greeted her even as she walked down the street.
Even the gods were filled with anticipation for Elise's future accomplishments.
But having a loud reputation did not necessarily mean it was a good thing. There would always be fools who wanted to test your limits.
Just like now...
"You're the one Orario's been talking about lately... the Saintess of Scales?"
"Your face really is something. Even in the Pleasure Quarter, you'd be considered top-tier. Just wonder how strong you actually are."
"She's definitely not as amazing as the rumors say! Those stories have to be fake!"
"A Level 1 soloing a Floor Boss? You expect me to believe that?"
There were around a dozen adventurers, both men and women.
They had cornered Elise in an alley. The men wore smiles filled with ambiguous intent, while the women ground their teeth in barely concealed jealousy.
Such things happened frequently in Orario. Some senior adventurers would deliberately suppress newcomers, teaching them how to respect their seniors.
The greater your fame, the more "attention" you received.
Just like Elise now. Though she was only Level 2, rumors claimed her strength had already reached Level 5.
That was precisely why so many had come looking for her.
"I am indeed the Saintess of Scales."
"May I ask what this is about?"
Faced with so many people confronting her, Elise carefully observed them.
Seventeen in total. Fifteen were Level 2, one was Level 3, and there was even a Level 4.
If they were dealing with an ordinary Level 2, there would be no need to dispatch a Level 4. They had probably heard that Elise possessed strength comparable to Level 5 and came prepared.
"Isn't it obvious? We're here to test you!"
In an instant, nearly all the adventurers raised their weapons and aimed them at Elise, who stood surrounded in the center.
Only the Level 3 and Level 4 remained still, likely intending to observe first before deciding whether to intervene.
If Elise were truly defeated by those Level 2s, it would only prove she was all hype.
"Together!"
The mages began chanting, while the warriors rushed toward Elise to buy them time.
Yet Elise merely stood there without moving. Her hands did not move at all.
Does she truly not see—or is she pretending not to?
The thought suddenly flashed through countless minds.
Rumor had it Elise was not actually blind, merely blindfolded due to a special skill. But now, that information seemed questionable.
One adventurer's sword was already descending toward Elise, yet she still did not react.
What exactly was going on?
The next second, that adventurer received his answer.
His blade struck something incomparably solid. No matter how hard he pushed, it would not advance even a fraction.
The other attacks followed immediately, producing the same result.
At the same time, the adventurers saw the unmistakable starlight radiating from Elise's body.
"It's a special skill! She has a special defensive skill!"
"No wonder she's acting so arrogant. So she's relying on some special ability?"
"Frontline, fall back! The magic is ready!"
Boom—
The moment the close-combat adventurers retreated, powerful magic crashed down upon Elise, stirring up a massive cloud of dust.
"Did we get her?"
Not only the Level 2s present, but also the higher-level pair at the side watched closely.
When the smoke finally cleared and the scene within was revealed, their eyes widened.
Elise... was completely unharmed.
There was not even a speck of dust on her clothes.
That sight caused countless Level 2 adventurers to hesitate.
Close-range weapons were useless. Even large-scale magic from afar could not break her defense. How were they supposed to fight her?
"Interesting."
The Level 3 and Level 4, who had intended to continue spectating, curved their lips when they saw this.
"So you really are stronger than an ordinary Level 2. But that was just defense, wasn't it?"
"Is your offense truly stronger than your defense?"
The vast majority of adventurers had flaws. Warriors lacked strong magic, mages had poor defenses, and tanks lacked decisive offensive means.
These were weaknesses. For most people, maxing out even one ability score was already the limit, let alone all of them.
That was why adventurers divided into roles and cooperated, maximizing each individual's strengths.
In the earlier probing, Elise had displayed astonishing defensive capabilities. In their eyes, that meant she must lack offensive power.
As long as they seized that weakness, they could defeat her.
"Take this! Lightning Sphere!"
As the Level 4 approached, he suddenly attacked, targeting Elise's face.
He possessed short-chant magic?
And such a sneak attack—though despicable—could undeniably be effective at times.
Countless small spheres of lightning surrounded Elise, yet they did not attack immediately...
What was he waiting for?
"Explosive Flame!"
Another short-chant spell. This time it was the Level 3 adventurer. Unexpectedly, their magic could coordinate in such a way.
When the elements of fire and lightning collided, what would happen?
The answer was...
An explosion.
Boom boom boom—
The numerous lightning spheres were ignited by the explosive flames, triggering violent detonations. The Level 4 even saw the starlight around Elise begin to flicker—perhaps a sign that her defense was about to fail.
"Push harder! Let's finish her together!"
"Right!"
At that moment, every adventurer present, regardless of Level, launched their attacks.
"Hahaha! Let's see how you defend against this!"
The assault continued for a long while, only stopping when their mana was nearly exhausted.
"Huff... Huff... This should do it..."
But...
Slurp...
A strange sound came from the center of the explosion, causing all the adventurers to freeze.
No one knew when Elise had produced a table and chair. She sat there properly.
And...
She was calmly drinking tea?