"The Main Deity of that Monster Familia..."
Whispers like buzzing flies filled the air.
Heimer didn't pay any attention to this.
After all, he was already accustomed to this kind of treatment back in the Heavens.
Back then, when he walked along the white jade corridors of the Divine Realm, the gazes cast by the surrounding deities were hundreds of times more blatant than this.
In comparison,
The content of these people's discussions now sounded exceptionally pleasing to the ear.
Heimer walked straight through the crowd and arrived at the counter on the left side of the hall.
Behind the counter,
The figure of the Half-Elf with long chestnut hair was still sitting there.
— — Eina Tulle.
One of the Guild's ace consultants.
However, at this moment,
The Half-Elf Miss, who usually wore a gentle smile and was extremely caring towards new Adventurers, had no time to look up to see who had arrived.
Her head was almost buried in the mountain of piled-up documents.
Her brow was tightly furrowed, her two beautiful eyebrows almost twisted into a single rope.
The quill in her hand moved rapidly across the parchment, making a hurried "shashasha" sound.
Recently, disturbances in the Dungeon had been frequent, and reports from the middle floors flew in like snowflakes, coupled with various tedious statistical tasks assigned on a whim by those big shots upstairs.
This conscientious consultant Miss was probably so busy that she had to calculate the time cost in her head just to take a sip of water.
Heimer stood in front of the counter and lightly tapped the wooden surface with his finger.
"Dong dong."
The crisp tapping sound did not interrupt Eina's movements.
She didn't even lift her head, continuing to write while quickly speaking in the tone she had perfected:
"If you are here to accept a quest, please go to the large board on the right. If you are here to exchange for a magic stone, please go to the innermost window. If you require consultation from an advisor, please first take a number from the box next to you and queue up. If you have a complaint, please turn left directly upon exiting and insert your written opinion into that red box. Thank you for your cooperation."
Her speech was as fast as a machine gun,
It was completely automatic.
Heimer raised an eyebrow.
"I am here to update the Adventurer Level information for my Familia members."
"Understood, for information updates, please present... please wait...!"
Eina's habitual response was still continuing from her mouth.
The quill in her hand was still sliding across the parchment out of habit, writing the concluding word of the previous document.
The cursive letter "D" was only half-written.
Then.
Eina's brain finally finished processing the information contained in the previous sentence with a delay.
Updating the Adventurer Level information for Familia members?
The voice sounded a bit familiar?
Wait.
This voice is...
"Chira—"
With a sound,
The quill in Eina's hand suddenly trembled.
The sharp tip pierced directly through the thick parchment, leaving an irreparable mark on the important statistical document she had spent the entire morning organizing.
There was even a drop of ink that splattered onto the paper with a "pat" sound, staining an inky black patch in a very unsightly manner.
But Eina couldn't worry about the document now.
The motion of her hand froze in mid-air.
Her entire body seemed to be under a paralysis spell, maintaining a bowed posture, frozen for a full second.
Then.
She stiffly raised her head.
Her gaze followed the long, slender hand resting on the wooden counter upwards, finally locking onto that familiar face.
Black hair, black eyes.
A faint smile on his face that inexplicably made her heart pound.
"Hei... Lord Heimer?!"
Eina suddenly stood up.
The movement was so abrupt that it even knocked over the chair behind her.
"Clang!"
The heavy solid wood chair crashed onto the floor, making a loud noise.
In the hall, which was originally noisy but relatively orderly, this loud crash sounded particularly jarring.
The Guild employees who were pretending to work, the Adventurers haggling at the counter, and those eavesdroppers straining their ears to hear the commotion.
All their gazes instantly focused over.
The air in the entire hall seemed to freeze at that moment.
It was so quiet that the sound of a needle dropping on the floor could be heard.
On Eina's usually composed and intellectual fair face, disbelief was written all over it.
Her pair of emerald green eyes were wide open, her pupils trembling violently.
Ignoring the gazes from the surroundings that seemed ready to burn her alive, ignoring her own recent clumsy loss of composure, she braced both hands on the counter, leaned forward, and stared intently at Heimer.
"Lord Heimer... what... what did you just say?"
"You said..."
Eina subconsciously swallowed a mouthful of saliva.
"You are here to update... the Adventurer Levels of your Familia members?!"
Every single word of this sentence was familiar to her.
But when strung together and spoken by this deity, it gave Eina a strong sense of unreality, as if the entire world had become absurd at that moment.
After all, one had to consider.
Eina clearly knew how long it had been since those girls registered as Adventurers at the Guild?
Three days?
Or two?
At most, definitely less than five days!
As a veteran consultant of the Guild, Eina had worked in this Pantheon for so many years and had seen countless talented Adventurers.
However,
Even the young lady Ais Wallenstein, known as the "Fastest in the World" and a member of the Loki Familia.
took a full year to advance from Lv.1 to Lv.2.
"That was a record-breaking miracle that countless people still talk about."
Now.
Three days?
No, not even three days.
If this is true...
No words can describe this.
"Lord Heimdall... do you mean..."
Eina felt her brain was not quite keeping up, her voice drifting as if she were dreaming.
"Your Familia member... only took a mere three days to accumulate the great achievement? To complete the breakthrough in their status?"
Looking at the Half-Elf lady who was already doubting life, Haimo nodded slightly, held up two fingers, and corrected her.
"To be precise, it was two days."
"It was completed last night."
"..."
Eina opened her mouth.
No sound came out.
Two days.
"This... this is impossible..."
Eina muttered subconsciously.
Compressing the time it took for Miss Ais Wallenstein to level up, the time for her level promotion, down to just two days.
Forget about the Dungeon City Orario.
Even across the entire history of the Lower World, this was an unprecedented "miracle" sufficient to overturn all known perceptions.
The crowd in the Guild Hall also began to stir.
"Hey... did I hear that wrong?"
"Two days? To level up?"
"Are you kidding me! I've been stuck at Lv.1 for three years!"
"They must be lying... This is a great achievement! How could it be obtained so easily!"
Doubts, exclamations, and sharp intakes of breath rose one after another.
Haimo paid no attention to these sounds.
He just quietly looked at Eina.
"No... no! I didn't mean to doubt Lord Heimdall!"
Noticing Haimo's gaze, Eina suddenly snapped back to reality, realizing her previous slip of the tongue, and quickly waved her hands to explain, her face flushing deep red.
Gods disdained to lie.
They were even less likely to bother lying about something like this.
Since this God had come in person, this was absolutely an ironclad fact.
But... the significance of this matter was just too immense.
So immense that Eina's professional demeanor almost failed to hold.
"Really! Really! I am so sorry! Lord Heimdall, I was just... too shocked..."
Eina took a deep breath, trying hard to calm her wildly beating heart, attempting to regain the composure of her usual professional consultant status.
"In short... if... if this is true..."
"I am truly sorry! I was just... too shocked..."
Eina took a deep breath, clutching her chest with one hand, trying hard to calm her wildly beating heart, attempting to recover her usual professional consultant state from the dizziness.
"In short... if... if it is true..."
"It must be registered immediately..."
Eina said, hurriedly pulling open the drawer of the counter, trying to find a new level update application form.
As a result of her panic, her elbow knocked over the ink bottle next to her.
"Smash!"
The ink bottle fell to the floor.
Blue-black ink spread wantonly across the floor.
"Ah!"
Eina jumped in fright, appearing even more flustered.
She wanted to grab a cloth to wipe it, but also wanted to grab the form first, resulting in her hands getting in each other's way, knocking over even more things.
Quill pens, seals, paper clips... scattered everywhere with a clatter.
The commotion here was too loud.
It even alerted the high-ranking officials who were working on the second floor.
Several Guild officers wearing high-grade uniforms poked their heads out from the stairs, wanting to see what was happening downstairs.
It seemed working here was no longer possible.
Haimo sighed.
"Miss Eina."
"I don't think this place is very convenient."
"Could we find a quieter place?"
"After all,"
"we still have many details that need to be verified."
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