A delicate balance 1.25 - ING. VERSIÓN

Hephaestus only left Viggo free after a week. During that time Viggo had to accompany her in business, in the workshop while she worked and with Kain, pose for the family portrait. Moreover, she only let him go free because Kain interceded. Otherwise, Viggo would have spent another week glued to his mother.

So that day Viggo was free, he woke up at about six in the morning. He put on a simple shirt, pants, and boots. He only carried as protection a breastplate and his axe as the only weapon. Once he went down to the first floor and went to the kitchen, he met Isabel and Mikoto. Both preparing food for Flora and Tatsumi. Apparently, both would dive into the dungeon. Viggo left his axe standing on a wall and walked to a pot. He looked for a plate and cutlery and prepared to take out food, but Mikoto stopped him.

-Viggo, go sit down, I serve you- said the elegant Japanese woman, with a slender body and a large front.

-I can serve myself, auntie- said Viggo.

-None of that, go sit down-

Viggo grimaced and went to sit down. The next while Mikoto served him a plate with food and a glass of juice.

-Thank you- said Viggo.

Mikoto smiled and combed his hair in a gentle and loving gesture. Then she saw the things she was preparing again and Viggo started eating.

-Are you going to go to the dungeon?- asked Isabel from an table, she was filling a metal food with food.

-Yes, auntie- replied Viggo as he ate -I want to test my strength-

-You could go with Flora and Tatsumi-

-Not for today- replied Viggo -I want to test my strength and see how far I can go. Once I check that I will ask Flora and Tatsumi to join their group-

-You are a fool, the dumbest Viggo- Flora said entering the kitchen, Tatsumi was going after her. The latter had a sleepy face and yawned.

-Good morning, Oka-sama, oba-sama- said Tatsumi drowsy.

-Good morning- said Mikoto -go sit down-

For her part, Flora passed behind Isabel and Mikoto and gave each one a kiss on the cheek. Then she walked to where Viggo was sitting and sat next to him.

-Those things are not asked- Flora said with a frown -you are my little brother, of course you can go with us-

-Yes, yes, thank you "big sister"- Viggo said with some annoyance and continued to eat.

-You're insolent enough to be the youngest- Flora said in an annoying, buffy tone. However, afterwards she smiled and stirred his hair. Viggo stop eating and looked at her angrily. He let out a growl and kept eating.

Once Viggo finished his meal, he got up, took his axe, and said goodbye to everyone. He left the house with the sun still rising on the horizon. The morning was cool, many people were dressed in big coats, but for Viggo this weather was almost summery. He advanced along the sidewalk, carrying his axe in his left hand, and sporting an almost flush haircut on the sides of his head and neck. At the same time and as he approached the main avenue, he saw more and more adventurers heading to the dungeon: Amazons, werewolves, rabbits, dwarves, humans and so on. The vast majority saw themselves as thugs, peasants, or aborigines. Only those who were born in Orario had that air of civilization, which within everything must only have been 30% of all groups.

Viggo advanced at a rapid pace alongside them. Ignoring the looks that many girls gave him and the bullies that were put in his way. Many of them saw him passing by and moved to hit him, but Viggo avoided them or simply hit them. The effect in most situations was that the guys were pushed and fell to the ground or just hit. One of them, who looked rough as a thug from the Dedalus sector received the shock and was left with a sore shoulder.

-Hey!- roared the human dressed as most low-level adventurers -go where you're going, you're going, you moron-

Viggo stopped, gave him a single glance, and the guy stepped back a step. At the same time, he felt those lazuli eyes stare at him sternly and cause terrible cold all over his body. Viggo turned around and continued walking towards the dungeon.

Once he arrived in front of the tower of Babel, Viggo stood in the middle of the square that preceded the entrance and looked up. It gave him the impression that the carved stone tower was infinite and was almost scratching the sky. Viggo stopped his gaze on the top floor and felt someone's gaze. He wasn't hostile, so he just smiled. Under the gaze and went on his way.

At the same time, at the top of the tower, Freya, the beautiful goddess, looked out the window. She wore a one-piece suit that accentuated her hips, exposing her sensual shoulders, part of her cleavage and abdomen. When she noticed the Viggo, she smiled with delight and said -wow, it's been a long time, young Viggo- stretched out her hand to a little table on her right side and took a bell. Shake in a gentle gesture, the jingle sounded, and the next instant an adventurer from her family arrived. He was an elf, slender in appearance, with long blond hair. His cold and intellectual face was accentuated by glasses.

-Hedin- Freya said in her melodious and sensual voice -tell my dear Ottar that his friend is back-

-As you wish, Lady Freya- replied the elf and bowed. Then he turned around and left the room.

-Let's see how you behave this time, young Viggo- said Freya looking for the window -hopefully you will help my Ottar to become stronger and stronger-

Returning to Viggo, he advanced through the first floor of the dungeon which was like the caves of a mine, with walls, floor, and ceiling of rock. The road was illuminated by lamps attached to the walls that were fed with the energy of small power stones. Many adventurers went with Viggo, talking about what places to visit and how to proceed. However, as they entered the dungeon, other tunnels appeared, and the adventurers dispersed. Some full of hope, others with looks full of bad intentions.

When Viggo reached the 100 meters he caught the attention of several veterans who followed the same path. An adventurer alone in the dungeon was easy prey, for both monsters and adventurers. When Viggo reached 200 meters he was in appearance, alone. He advanced through the dark caves and ran into a goblin. A creature 1-meter tall, green skin, red eyes, and small horns on the head. The first thing the creature did was to let out a small roar and show 2 runs of sharp, pointed teeth.

Viggo snort, saw the globin running in his direction with his arms at his sides, in a clumsy and beastly movement. Viggo ran to meet it, clenched his right fist, retracted it to his chest, and once he was at a distance, he threw a punch to the head. The blow burst into the goblin's face and threw it to the ground rolling. It lay on his back, trying to lean on his arms so it could stand up, but his body was unresponsive. Viggo walk to the goblin, raise his foot, and crush his head. The bones creaked and the snouts scattered. The goblin tightened his arms and legs in an involuntary gesture, and then fell to the ground as if they had lost all their strength. The next instant, the goblin's body turned into specks of bright dust and disintegrated, leaving only a purple stone. Viggo picked it up from the ground and threw it into a bag he was carrying tied around his waist.

Then Viggo continued to advance through the tunnels, finding other goblins and killing them with punches. A goblin was an annoying creature, too animalistic and instinctive that barely waved its arms. They lacked thick skins, strength, and reasoning. The only problem they represented was when they got together in groups of 15 or 20, which is a bit difficult in the labyrinth. Viggo killed them as they appeared on their way and kept moving on to the next floor.

Once he reached the end of the first floor, he came across a large dark pit and a spiral staircase attached to its walls. He watched under the ladder and ran into several adventurers returning to the surface. Some went with their clothes torn, dirty and bandaged, these were adventurers between levels 1 to 3. Other adventurers were clean and dropping jokes with their friends. These were level 4 or 5 adventurers, many of whom only went to test their new weapons or skills on the intermediate floors.

Viggo ignored them and kept moving forward until he reached the 10th floor. All the way was quiet, killed most of the monsters with punches. However, on this floor covered with fog and white trees without leaves, a great enemy was found. Humanoid figure and pig's head and with a height of more than 2 meters, they looked imposing. Viggo initially compared them to the ogres of the mountains, where his master lived. So, he approached the first one walking in cats. Once he arrived from behind the monster standing in the middle of the dark white trees, Viggo took the axe with both hands, got into position, and threw a powerful cut to the back of his knee. His intention was to damage his mobility, but he did it with such force that he cut off his leg. Viggo was impressed, but then disappointed.

On the other side, the orc fell to the ground and began to stretch out his arms to catch Viggo. In response, he let his ankle take. At the same time, he raised his axe with both hands and discharged it against the orc's neck while releasing a fighting cry.

Viggo was furious with this place that he saw as his goal in the past, he was furious with himself for the silly decisions he made in the past. Was this being adventurous? This was a waste of time, very easy and very boring. Where was he challenging, where was the difficult? He was stupid, he just had to be a little stealthy to beat this mass of meat. Compared with training with his master and his trials, this place was boring. Viggo let out a snort and didn't even bother to pick up the stone that the orc released.

However, when he began to move forward, he was met with a pleasant surprise. A group of five orcs were 20 meters ahead, all carrying large clubs made of the white wood of the dark trees. Viggo made a beastly smile and threw himself into running in front of the orcs. In turn, they let out bestial screams and raised their clubs.

Viggo kept moving forward, looking with his eyes for the openings and when he reached two meters away, the orcs unloaded their clubs. Viggo jumped to the side, avoiding the clubs that slammed to the ground. Rolled, stood and ran fluidly towards the first orc. He took the axe with both hands, throwing a cut in a quick turn and cut off his leg. However, when he wanted to continue his attack, he had to back down before orc fell and could finish it off. Since another orc threw a club. Viggo began to jog around the orcs and when he saw one with a curved torso and in a bad position to look at him, he ran in his direction and threw an axe at his leg. The orc fell to the ground and at the same time, another of the orcs fanned his club in a horizontal motion. Viggo was unable to dodge him and hit him in the stomach. He was sent flying, fell rolling, and immediately rejoined. The pain in his stomach indicated that he had neglected himself. However, far from frightening him they gave him the excitement and momentum to continue his attack.