Chapter 17: The Hidden Level 10 Adventurer (Updated)

Ignoring their flushed expressions, I turn my back, exposing my status—displayed through a customized status screen, thanks to my gaming system's adaptation to this world's mechanics.

Having studied how adventurer status is recorded, I refined my display. While not hiding my level, I intentionally withheld certain abilities, as showing them—especially {Instant Mastery}—would be too overwhelming.

🔹 Visible Abilities: • {Spear Grandmaster} • {Potion Maker} • {Judgment} • {Teleport} • {Death Dealer} • {Firebolt}, {Wind Slash} (Magic Spells)

Both Eina and Misha step forward, scanning my status.

I hear yelps and gasps as they process what they're seeing.

I wait a few minutes, puzzled by the silence. Finally, I turn around—startling both of them.

🔹 Processing the Impossible

Eina was deep in thought, likely digesting the implications of my existence.

Misha, on the other hand, looked dazed—face and ears flushed, lost in a fantasy realm I absolutely did not want to know about.

I put my shirt back on, observing their reactions. Without a doubt, I had shattered their understanding of reality.

🔹 The Scale of My Power

'It's understandable,' I muse.

In Orario, Level 6 adventurers are treated as powerhouses, rare beings reaching heights few can achieve. Due to the world's restrictive laws, no higher-level adventurer has ever existed—until now.

I patiently wait for them to process it all.

🔹 Realizations & Regrets

Eina: 'I made a mistake doubting him. Someone this powerful—if he took offense—it could be disastrous.'

Misha: 'I acted casually with him—I even called him Kun?!'

Eina is the first to break the silence.

🔹 Acknowledging the Truth

Eina: "Sora-sama, I deeply apologize for accusing you of lying. I hope you can forgive me."

She bows her head.

Seeing this, Misha follows suit.

Misha: "Me too, Sora-sama. I apologize for treating you casually—and calling you... Kun."

I smile, shaking my head.

"No need to apologize, Miss Eina. Given my situation, your reaction was completely reasonable. And Misha, lift your head as well—I hold no grudge."

Their relief is evident.

🔹 Eina's Thoughts: 'He's truly kind—most adventurers with even half his strength act arrogantly, treating others like inferiors. But he doesn't. He could level this city... yet he remains humble.'

Finalizing Registration & Securing Valis

Eina: "I will register your information, and your adventurer card will be ready by tomorrow. Rest assured—your details will be protected by the Guild and its god. Even if a god demands it, your information will not be disclosed unless you approve."

I nod, satisfied.

"Thank you, Miss Eina. Now—before discussing familias, let's talk about selling my monster crystals."

🔹 Crystal Exchange

Eina: "Of course. Show them to me, and I'll send Misha to handle the exchange while we continue our conversation."

I retrieve my monster crystals from a small bag at my waist, setting them on the table. I prefer not to summon them out of thin air, uncertain about this world's views on such phenomena.

Neither woman looks surprised by the quantity—expected for someone my level.

Misha takes the crystals, excusing herself while Eina and I continue alone.

Choosing My Familia – The Hestia Familia

Eina: "Sora-sama, do you have a familia in mind? If not, I could suggest some. With your level, every familia would go to war to recruit you."

Her tone carries genuine concern.

"I already have one in mind. Do you know anything about the Hestia Familia?"

Her brows furrow—confusion evident.

She scans through a list of familias, searching for the name. I wait patiently.

🔹 Confirming My Choice

After a few minutes, she finds Hestia Familia—but frowns at my selection.

It was created two days ago and had zero members.

"Where did you even hear about this?" she asks.

I was prepared for this question.

"On my way here, I overheard adventurers mocking a goddess who desperately searched for members—despite having nothing to offer."

"And that's exactly what I'm looking for."

Her confusion deepens.

"Why would you join a worthless familia?"

I smirk, delivering my answer.

"I love a challenge. Making a useless familia the top-ranked familia in the world is the perfect goal."

She stares, eyes locked with mine.

If anyone else had said that, she would've dismissed it as delusional.

Yet—she believes me.

Eina: "Somehow... I think you could actually do that."

🔹 Finalizing Details

"Then I wish you the best. I'll provide Hestia's address, and your adventure ID will be ready tomorrow."

Moments later, Misha returns, handing me 5 million valis from the crystal exchange.

It's a lot—but pales in comparison to the 200 million valis that Hephaestus' knife cost Bell in the original story.

'A single knife for 200 million? What would a spear cost?'

With that thought lingering, I bid Eina and Misha farewell, heading toward the Hostess of Fertility—excited to finally taste Orario's food.

"Let's see what this world's cuisine has to offer."