Damn this chapter turned out to be longer than I expected, so I cut it into two parts, Next chapter would be the end of "A Stranded Cat Arc".


A Stranded Cat IV

Zanis Lustra was in his office sitting in front of his desk checking in a scroll this month's earnings of his Familia, being the most greedy bastard and leader of Soma Children's makes him quite paranoid, so he always makes sure the vault of the Familia gets its monthly quota and not a single valis is missing. Given how his "comrades" also were obsessed with getting tons of money to finance their vice, such distrusts were warranted. Many times some pathetic twerps have tried to hide some sums of their monthly quota only for Zanir or one of his most loyal men to find them and beat the shit out of them until he gets the money back.

Good thing for them that Zanir had just finished counting the valis and didn't seem to be a single coin missing. Finishing that, the de facto leader of the Soma Familia gathered all the coins in a chest, locking it with his master key, later that day he was going to personally send it to the vault located in a secret room of the building.

"These fuckers good-for-nothings at least accomplished these month objectives, even the elusive ones weren't so stupid to test their luck with me" says the adventurer with an evil grin "Hell we even get Liliruca to give us some of her money, that's not something one can accomplish every month, I should consider rewarding the plebeians that forced her to pay with some wine" Says Zanir thinking in ways to make sure he keeps control over his "comrades", which is not hard given that manipulation is easy when the subjects are all drug addicts.

A knock on his door causes the leader of the Soma Familia to end his greedy thoughts, with a frown, he looks at the offending place, "Who is it?" says Zanir with annoyance. A small "ep" is heard before a female voice makes itself known "Sir, a very strange guy is here, he's looking to talk to whoever is in charge, that's why I brought him to you, he's being very pushy" says the nervous girl on the other side of the door.

Zanir sighs wearily, he had planned to go to the Pleasure Quarter after checking this month's earnings, so he wasn't expecting any visitors. Sometimes he is tempted to steal all the money from the vault and disappear to some unimportant town where he can live a carefree, hedonistic life.

Of course, being the leader of one of the Familia with most members will not make such task easy, and quite possibly it would be tantamount to suicide, even with the control he exerts over his "comrades" he is not foolish enough to mess with the money of the Soma Familia, even with his hands over the vault, that fucking room is much more important than himself, and these wine addicts would happily tear him apart if the earnings of the Familia were in risk because that lack of money would mean a lack of production of Soma star product.

Knowing that the bespectacled man stops such foolish plans in his head and looks at his door, it is better to finish this sooner than later "Tell him to come in" Says Zanir with seriousness. While he could just tell such a mysterious visitor to piss off, he already has experience with desperate people looking to join this Familia, most of them were people who took a sip of Soma divine wine and plead with him to let him become children of his god, so in that way, they can get another sip from such perfect beverage, others are people who have dreams of becoming adventures and didn't get accepted in any other Familia, so they try here only to end up being another drunk warrior after being tricked in sipping a little of Soma wine. Either way, another addict in their ranks would mean more money to the vault, and Zanir sure a hell loves to get as many valis as possible inside his grasp.

The door opens, and the man who enters was… what in the gods?

Zanir has never seen a man like this before, a face with cat eyes but also human ears, and he is carrying two swords in his back. The light armor tells him that his combat style focuses more on agility than on endurance. The scar on his face and fierce look make it clear that he has experience in the fine art of killing other living beings.

"Well, I have never seen someone like you here in Orario before, and I know many people in this city" Says Zanir with renewed interest "Are you here looking to join this fine Familia?" Asks the leader of the Soma Familia while signaling with a hand to take a seat.

The weird man smirks, not taking his offer and remaining standing. Looks like this "weirdo" has a rebellious spirit.

"Fine? I don't know about that, I have heard some things about this Familia that are not very nice to its reputation" Says the cat-eyed man in a condescending tone that Zanir doesn't appreciate that much "I mean this is not exactly the place where upstanding people uses to go, given how everyone I saw behaves or looks like an asshole of the worst category" The man finishes with a smirk while looking over the office.

Zanir, not knowing how to respond to that, decides to just put a fake formal smile on his face and adjust his glasses "Well even with that very distasteful rumors about my Familia, you still forcefully asked an audience with me, Zanir Lustra, leader of the Soma Familia, which tell me you are interested in us, I ask again what are you looking for here, mister…?"

"Lerand, Lerand de Toussaint, Witcher" Says the man in a matter-of-factly tone.

"Witcher? Well, no offense, but you don't look exactly like a master of the…." Tries to say Zanir with a condescending tone, but Lerand interjects.

"Of the mystic art or some magic bullshit? yeah, people have been telling me that a lot since I arrived here" Says the Witcher in an annoyed tone "Either way, whether you believe me or not is something I don't really give a fuck, the only reason I came here is that I want to be in this "Familia" thing" Says Lerand.

Zanir rose an eyebrow, "Really? what happened with "this Familia has a lot of assholes" that you said?" Asks the bespectacled man with intrigue.

"Oh don't get me wrong, I still maintain that opinion, the "nice" treatment of your guard and other members that I asked for indications just proved me correct" Says Lerand in an ironic tone "But a covenant of warriors comprised by jerkass is not something that will put my off, given how I'm also a master in being a bastard" He says with a playful and rather devilish smirk.

"Allow me to put in doubt that you decided to join a Familia based on how not-nice are its members just because you consider yourself a bad person, that sound idiotic and corny" Says Zanir confused.

"Heh, of course not, that would be retarded, I'm really want to join this "fine" institution because I was told that here adventures are allowed to operate the way they want, hardly its god or you intruding in their matters" Says with honesty Lerand.

Zanir internally laughs, while what he said is the practical truth, it doesn't include the fact that most of its members are a bunch of drunk-ass addicts that scramble like a bunch of hungry dogs to get as much money as possible to buy a little of Soma Wine, an addiction that the bespectacled uses to collect the monthly quotas to keep himself and the wine production of Soma afloat, so while he doesn't control them in the way they operate in their day-to-day life, he still gets these idiots to do what he wants.

"As long as you pay the monthly quota, you can do virtually whatever you want unless is something it could give problems to me or my god" Says Zanir in a formal tone while in his mind he is cunning how he can use Lerand to make more profit the coming month, the cat-eyed man looks like an experienced warrior and pretty sure once he gets addicted to Soma Wine, he will bring tons of cash to the Familia, and more importantly to him.

"I see, getting the money would not be a problem, as long it's a reasonable amount" Says with confidence Lerand while stretching his arms "If that's all I would like to join as soon as possible, I have some monster to kill and money to get" The Witcher proclaims eagerly.

Zanir nods with greediness "Seems we have the same mentality mister Lerand, now if you follow me, I would gladly take you to our god and make you an official member of our Familia" Says the leader of Soma Children while standing up from his chair.

Lerand nods and both exit the office, the Witcher follows Zanir through the neglected corridors of the building, then they took some stairs that led to the basement, where a big wine cellar occupied most of its space.

"This is where we store the main production of wine we make, our beloved god being the one who produces most of it, his personal brand, of course, is the one we store most of it given its popularity" Says Zanir in fake politeness while walking alongside the Witcher between the gigantic barrels that contained the precious liquid.

The cat-eyed man looked around the room, inspecting it and sniffing the air before turning his attention to Zanir "You know? if your wine is so popular, why not make all members help in producing more of it instead of risking their lives in the dungeon?" Asks Lerand confused and with a questioning expression.

Zanir grimaced at the Witcher inquiry, he wanted to avoid telling Lerand that most of his "comrades" are addicts that serve better as footsoldier than wine artisan and that they probably would steal some of the product in any chance they could get, hurting the finances of the Familia in the process.

"Winemaking is a delicate process and well… most people that come to Orario looking to enter a Familia are more versed in violent activities such as yourself" Explains Zanir, expecting this explanation to be enough to the Witcher.

Lerand for his part just rolls his eyes "Well I'm not faulting you for thinking that given how fierce I look, but I know how to brew some alcohol, I worked in a vineyard when I was a kid. you know?" Says Lerand with an easygoing attitude, making Zanir rose an eyebrow, this "Witcher" is acting very calmly with him, given the reputation of the Soma Familia he expected Lerand to be warier of its surroundings.

Could he be that naive, or he was a man so confident in his abilities that he didn't fear walking through these shady hallways that reek of wine? Given the battle-earned scars he has, Zanir was willing to bet on the second option.

His thoughts about such matter stopped when they arrived in front of a door, where behind it very probably his god like always engaging in some winemaking.

"I would like to hear more of it, but sadly, we have arrived at my god room" Says Zanir with fake politeness, being glad that he would have to stop playing the nice charade once Lerand takes a sip of Soma wine.

The leader of the Familia knocks at the door and after 3 seconds opens it, making clear to Lerand that the knocking was a formality than any other thing.

Inside the room, there was wine scattered all over the floor, preparation vessels and barrels piled up in a messy way that made moving around the room a little difficult. A strong vinegar scent made the atmosphere of the place feel heavy.

In one corner of such a disastrous and smelly place stood the aforementioned god, the glory one would expect from a divine being absent in that pathetic man known as Soma.

Unkempt hair and an old tunic were the first things that attracted attention to the appearance of this "god". Soma was with a blank stare working over a pot on a table, fervently grinding grapes, indifferent to the presence of the two other men in the room.

Since joining this Familia, Zanir has seen his god as just a simple tool to be used to gain power and money, Soma being an unkempt hermit that only passes the time to himself making wine didn't help in countering such vision, the only interactions he does with his children is when they asked him to level them up or register a new member.

Zanir didn't care too much about that anyway, while he felt a little disappointment at his god indifference, that doesn't negate the fact that thanks to that indifference the bespectacled man was able to take the control of the Familia to himself and make its adventurers his personal employees.

But it was not time to think about such trivial things, Zanir got close to his god and cleared his throat "My god I have brought a new member to our Familia, like always I ask for you to give him your Falna" Says the leader of Soma children with a very dry and neutral tone, which was the correct way to speak with this indifferent god.

Zanir decides to look at Lerand, and the "Witcher" has a very wary look pointed towards the god, he noticed that the cat medallion in his neck was shaking like crazy. He clearly was uncomfortable in the presence of Soma, and if his eyes were not lying to him, he took some distance from the god like he was some kind of dangerous animal.

Weird, but it was already clear that Lerand was a man of many oddities.

Soma looked at Zanir with an expressionless face, the bangs of his dirty hair covering his eyes. The bespectacled man nodded at him, the god sighed and grabbed a nearby bottle, then he took two cups off the floor, serving the wine on them, then he stands up and got close to the Witcher.

Zanir internally smirked maliciously, there he is, Lerand didn't know it, but he was going to seal his fate to this Familia for the rest of his life, becoming another slave to Zanir ambitions, forced to reunite the money he wanted to get any little drop of Soma wine that he could.

While his god fill the cups, he looked at Lerand "Well, seems my humble God is ready to make your part of our Familia, now the only formality left is that to you to make a little toast with our god, he is after all the god of wine" Says Zanir with fake reassurance, Soma for his part extend one of the cups to Lerand, offering him the cursed liquid.

A dubious Lerand took the cup in his hand, sniffing the beverage inside, "I don't sense any difference with other wines that I have drunk, is this supposed to be the great product of the Soma Familia?" Asks the Witcher with sarcasm, Zanir just gives him a polite smile while laughing internally at Lerand ignorance.

Soma tilted his head, confused at the Witcher inquiries.

Before anyone could say something more Lerand sighed "Well let's get this over this shit and go straight to business" the cat-eyed man looked at Soma "cheers to you "god" of wine" Said with irony Lerand while raising his cup, Soma just nodded weakly and took a sip of his wine.

Lerand then did the same.

Zanir smiled, it was do-

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHFUCCCCKK" Suddenly screamed the Witcher, trowing the cup to the floor and spilling the precious beverage while kneeling on the floor in pain. Zanir perturbed took a closer look at Lerand, noticing how red veins appeared on his face.

This was not normal.

Lerand looked at Zanir and Soma with anger and suddenly rose to his feet, quickly unsheathing one of his swords in the process "I know this Familia was shady as fuck, but I never expect to poison a cup of wine with such invisible venom, you cocksuckers are dead! " Expressed the Witcher in anger.

Zanir unsheathes his sword with panic, this was not supposed to happen, what in the fuck is the deal with this guy? How the fuck did the wine didn't affect him? He looked at his god and found that he was looking jaw-dropped at Lerand.

"Stand back plebeian, you try to touch our god and I will fucking kill you!" screamed the bespectacled man, ready to defend the source of his Falna "You are unblessed, you can't win against me" Says Zanir trying to intimidate Lerand.

The Witcher smirks aggressively "Fucking retard, I'm going to shove that overconfidence up your ass" Says Lerand getting ready for a fight.

Zanir also put himself in guard, "You will see that-"

"STOP"

A wave of magic energy is felt, shocking both Lerand and Zanir, making them stop the fight that was going to happen, they then look at the source of such strong energy: Soma, who instead of looking like a beggar had a strong aura of magic that makes his divine nature clear to the world.

A bit of his Arcana making itself manifest into reality.

Then, just as simple as it appeared the divine aura disappeared like some dust in the wind, Soma looked at both men "Zanir, please let me alone with the Mister, I have an important manner to discuss with him".

Zanir couldn't believe it, did his god just order him something? Soma, who let Zanir do as he wanted as long as he is left alone to do his wine, was asking him to do something he didn't want to do?

"My god, I would not recommen-"

"Is an order, leave NOW" said with gravitas the god of wine.

Lerand looks at Zanir with a defiant smile, "You hear him bitch, go pour some wine with the kids while the adults here talk important matters"

Zanir grits his teeth looking at the Witcher and the god, then with heavy steps he leaves the room, closing the door with force.

This was stupid, his god was stupid.

This was not going to end like this, if the wine didn't work, then he will have to show Lerand his place the old ways, with a demonstration of strength.

For that, he needs to reunite his men, he is going to wait for him outside the room.

He will show him who governs here.


Of fucking course I should not be surprised for what happened, Mia told me these sons of bitches were shady, but come the fuck on, I at least expected this retard to be more subtle about it, there wasn't a need to go from being simple sarcastic jerkass to go full sociopaths that try to poison their newest member.

Either way, I maintained my strong grip on my steel sword, Cierpienie, looking at Soma with fury trying to intimidate him. After that cocksuckers of fake smile called Zanir left, I have been staring at this "god" expecting him to make some kind of move.

Internally, I was shitting myself a little, to do that to a mutant whose emotions were dampened after suffering painful mutations means you have entered in my mental list of scary beings I had faced. I don't know if this was actually a divine being but my medallion and that fucking burst of energy didn't lie, this ragged fucker has the magic strength of 1000 sorcerers, maybe even more.

If this ends in a fight, I'm probably going to die. That is why I haven't made any more moves, I'm just playing the "staring and waiting for an opportunity" game. I quickly take a sip of White Honey from my bag to clear the toxicity that wine brought upon my body.

"So what kind of poison did you put in the wine? it didn't affect you, but it affected me" I ask Soma, making sure that he doesn't make sudden moves by pointing him with Cierpienie. Hope that makes me look more powerful to a being like him.

Soma shakes his head "Is not…not poison, is just wine that I made I…I put all my being in its creation, but it ended up being this imperfect form, which for some reason my children love too much" Says the god in a tired mood,

"Riiiiiiiight, I'm supposed to believe the "god of wine" fuck it up the fermentation process and ended up with a product so heavy in alcohol that it makes it as addictive as fisstech?" I say with a rose eyebrow, not buying the bullshit Soma is telling me.

"I could make it perfect if a could use my Arcana, but that would not be fair, I want to obtain the perfect wine I could do in heaven by my own mortal hands, and the closest I get to such perfection is this….this….this crap! " Says with annoyance Soma, even if I can't see his eyes covered under his bangs, I still could feel the look of disdain he was directing towards the barrels of wine.

"And yet, you still sell it and let your followers drink it, seems rather cruel to let people consume a product that you think is bullshit" I say pointing out the obvious.

While speaking with Soma I was thinking of a way to escape from this place. Maybe if a make a quick swipe at his head and run I could safely get away of this being, of course, that would mean having to face off against the ire of the Soma Familia, and so many people in such small space would make any fight a little tricky.

"When I arrived here and established myself in Orario…. I needed money and making wine is the only thing I know how to do, so I brew it, sell it, and…people like it, some of them too much, to the point of asking me to make them my children" Says Soma tiredly "I just wanted to make wine in peace, so I let Zanir took charge of the administration of the Familia, he uses my product as a way to control other members and nobody could fight the addiction the wine caused, eventually I just stopped caring for what he or others do outside this building, they are all just pathetic slaves to my beverage" Says the god of wine defeated slumping his shoulders.

I roll my eyes, while my medallion is still shaking, this pathetic man clearly doesn't have the intention to obliterate me, either way, I don't have time to sad storytime. Seeing how he doesn't represent a danger to me, I sheath Cierpienie.

"Look I don't care about your personal tragedy worthy of being presented on theaters, I just wanted some of this Falna shit so I can start making money in the dungeon, for what you told me Zanir is the one who tried to trick me in making me addicted to wine….. heh" I snort at my own words, trying to drug a Witcher is just a stupid thing to do, at even more with fucking wine, bloody hilarious "He should have known I'm a man who likes more beer" I say with a grin.

"Is that why my wine didn't affect you? Because you don't like wine?" Asks Soma and I look at him annoyed at his stupid question.

"Of course not, why do you take it so literally? it didn't affect me because my metabolism is strong to take on substance far more lethal than the crazy quantities of alcohol you pour in your wine" I say explaining a little about myself "Hell, my potions have levels of medical alcohol that would give cirrhosis to a dragon",

"Does that mean you could take another sip of my wine and give me some criticism of it, please?" Says the god of wine in a lively manner and walking towards me, which was a bit weird given how gloomy he was being until now.

I raise my hand making him stop "Look, first of all, I don't like wine, my childhood made me hate such disgusting liquid, and more importantly you had to be fucking retarded if you think I'm going to poison myself again with that shit" I say to him annoyed.

"What if I make a new version, I modify the alcohol content, and then you tested it" Proposes Soma with desperation "If you accept to help me in making a better wine I would give you my Falna and I would allow you to upgrade with me anytime you want, besides…" Dozens of armored steps are heard from the other side of the door, strong enough that even someone without my enhanced hearing could have detected it "...I think you are going to need it" Says Soma pleadingly.

I look at him with an expressionless face, and I consider my options.

If I get Soma acceptance and Falna I could be stronger and maybe get this fuckers outside this room off my back when they see their god is on my side. But then again, is the leader of these whoresons, Zanir, going to let me be in peace once I enter this Familia? I know there is this monthly quota, but I also know that if I accept I will be the only child of Soma that he can't control, and I have a feeling he is not going to let something like that slide.

Now. I also think given how the other option is facing off against dozens of armored adventurers in the state I am in right now is not like I have much to choose from besides risking my life or joining Soma.

Sigh, The Path sure works in annoying ways.

I look at the god of wine decisively, "What's the procedure to get Falna?"

"I would need you to get off your upper clothes, I will pour a little of my blood on your back and that will be it" Says the god with expectation" I have to assume you have accepted my offer"

"Yeah yeah I would help you with your shitty wine when I have the time, for what I have heard I would need you to "update" me or whatever, so I could make some sample testing whenever I come to do that" I say while taking my armor and shirt, my back covered in scars exposed to Soma.

Weird process getting Falna is but is better than the Trial of the Grasses.

Then again, most things were better than such a hellish process.

"Excellent, seems we have a deal … eh" Says the god, making clear that he doesn't know my name.

I roll my eyes, here we go again.

"Lerand, Lerand de Toussaint, Witcher" I say with a dry tone, "Let get this over with before the assholes outside decide to stop waiting".

"Very well Lerand, this will only take a moment" Says the god at my back, my nose catch the scent of blood and I feel the eponymous liquid on my back, coming right out of the tip of Soma's finger, who starts to draw some kind of symbol on my skin.
My medallion who was already shaking starts to convulse like a psychotic dog, hitting my neck, I feel some kind of foreign magic entering my body and for some reason, I start to feel light as a feather, similar to when I woke up after the painful transmutation process that made me a Witcher.

It is clear to me that whatever Soma is doing is making my body more strong, durable, and fast, which combined with my previous mutations then means I am becoming more efficient than a normal Witcher, or at least that is how I feel that it is.

I can't wait to prove my enhanced capabilities in the dungeon, this magic energy dispersing through my body promising me that I will have a more easy time fighting the monsters of the underground.

A piece of paper is pressed on my back, and then Soma takes some steps backs "We are done, welcome to the Soma Familia, my child" Says the gloomy god with solemnity, then he looks at the paper and his mouth opens in disbelief.

"This is impossible and, and what is this?" Says Soma with confusion, I look at him weirded out, oh by the Lady of the Lake don't tell me that fucking piece of paper is telling him that I come from another world.

That would be very awkward to explain.

"What is so strange? did that piece of paper is telling you I'm a celebrity with the females thanks to my big dick or what?" I ask him with a touch of sarcasm, trying to light out the mood a little, the god looks at me and gives me the paper. Once I have it in my hands, I look at it and…


Lerand de Toussaint

Level 4(*)

Strength C753 (*)
Endurance A871 (*)
Dexterity A898 (*)
Agility A887 (*)
Magic B770 (*)

Skills:

Witcher Physiology (*): A body modified through forbidden alchemy makes the user always have more powerful stats than someone of the same level who doesn't have a skill of development ability that alters said stats.

Circle of Signs: It gives the user access to five magic signs (Aard, Igni, Yrden, Quen, and Axii) that can be conjured without using Mind or a chant.

Development Abilities :

Witcher Abnormal Resistance SS
Witcher Healing Power A
Witcher Magic Resistance B
Witcher Hunter C
Witcher Night Vision A
Witcher Enhanced Senses S
Witcher Mixing A
Witcher Swordsman A

Magic:

Aard: Chantless/ Doesn't require Mind

Igni: Chantless/ Doesn't require Mind

Yrden:Chantless/ Doesn't require Mind

Quen:Chantless/ Doesn't require Mind

Axii:Chantless/ Doesn't require Mind


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Yeah, I don't understand half of this shit, besides the fact this paper is pointing out that I have a mutated body and revealing the names of my signs.

"So what is the problem again, maybe the numbers are not of your liking?" I ask while putting the paper in my bag.

Soma looks at me, a shocked gaze under his hair "These numbers and skills shouldn't be possible in a recently blessed person and shouldn't even exist, what are you supposed to be?" Asks a little scared the god.

Funny, a "god" that fears me. I want to see other Witcher try to gloat something similar.

"I'm just a simple Witcher, no, actually I am a gallant and epic one" I say with amusement at seeing Soma dumb perturbed face "Maybe you are overthinking too much this for such pathetic numbers, don't you think?" I say while putting my upper clothes on.

"Wha- ignoring your unfunny and immature jokes, you are telling the truth but ….you really don't understand why this is such a big deal?" Says the god with incredulity, "A person who gets his Falna for the first time doesn't start at Level 4, and I didn't feel a trace of other Falna in your body, did you were in some other Familia before?" Asks the god with severity, his gaze being noticeable under his bangs.

"No" I look at his inquisitive eyes, then he lowers his gaze and sighs, his bang once again making it hard to distinguish where he is looking.

Weird, did his hair react to his emotions?

Wait, did this depressed bum called my jokes unfunny and immature?

"You don't seem to be lying, at least not with full deception but it is clear that some omitted details and half-truths are there" Reviews the god.

I raise my eyebrow, "Can you tell if someone is lying to you? heh you don't exactly look like someone perceptive" I say pointing out at his worn-out clothes and dirty face.

"All gods can tell if someone is lying to them, and you haven't engaged in any falsehood with me" Says the god matter-of-factly not offended in the slightest at my words, seems he just doesn't care about what others think of his aspect.

"Huuuh, that's a very convenient ability to had" I say while internally, I'm screaming SHIT SHIT SHIT because knowing this shit beforehand would have been very convenient, damn it Mia, and damn it my past self for not asking her if the gods had some kind of ability I should be aware of.

A loud bang at the door interrupted our conversation, right, Zanir and his lackeys are probably looking to beat the shit out of me once I get out of this room.

"Fuck this fucker are not going to leave me here in peace" I say annoyed, then I look at Soma "Can you tell them to stand down?" I ask him.

"I could try, but well….hehehe" He says with a sheepish tone.

"What is it?" I ask, not liking what his tone of voice could imply.

"Let just say I'm not used to giving them orders, like ever" Says Soma with shame.

"Wait, but you did that shit with your magic aura that made Zanir crap his pants" I say trying to refute him.

"Yes, but he was only one person, and if I show my Arcana too much then the other gods are going to send me to heaven" He says, another bang at the door startling him "I believe my words will not be as effective against a crowd of my children and even less with the ones that are allied with Zanir".

"SOMA SAMA DID THAT BASTARD STEAL SOME OF THE WINE?" A masculine, gruff voice makes itself heard on the other side.

I sigh.

"Fuck, why this shit could not be easy? fucking wine retards" I say to myself, my patience reaching its limit.

I unsheathe Cierpienie.

"What are you going to do?!" Says the god alarmed.

"Hopefully making these idiots to back off, worst-case scenario…" I look at Soma decisively, "... I recommend that you stay in this room".

With that said, I walk towards the door, gripping my steel sword in my hand, and with the other, I cast Quen on myself.

Then I kick the fucking door.

A grimy-looking adventurer falls on his ass, seems like he was the one banging the door at the moment. The other adventurers take a step back at my sudden action, I step out of the room with a firm and serious face.

I count seven ugly bastards looking at me with surprise.

Between these fuckers is Zanir, his shocked face quickly changing to a furious expression, "There you are motherfucker, you think you can defy me and humiliate me in front of my god without consequences?" He says with arrogancy.

I smirk, "Sorry I didn't know making fun of you would make you bring your personal sluts to help your pathetic ass, next time I will break your legs" I challenge him.

The other adventurers frown their faces with anger, one of them, a dwarf with various scars on his face points his finger at me "Are you stupid or don't you realize that you are outnumbered? And yet, you still mock us with your words"

I stand on guard, grabbing Cierpienie with my two hands, "I mock you because this is really an even fight" I say with a grin.

The other adventures also grip their weapons tightly, offended at my smug attitude.

"Lerand wait!" Screams Soma, passing me and getting between the adventurers and myself, "There is no need to shed blood here" pleads the god, surprising his children.

"Is Soma more talkative than normal?" Whisper one of the adventurers to another, my enhanced senses making me hear his words. His comrade just shrugs his shoulders.

"Wait, Lerand…Lerand… OH SHIT YOU ARE HIM" Says another adventurer, a man with a patch in his left eye "In the Hostess of Fertility, I saw you, you beat the crap of one Apollo children's and put a spell in other" His words make some of the adventurers start to be a little unsure of facing me.

Good.

"Ha… You sure were drunk as fuck Polk, that adventurer was inebriated that I'm pretty sure even a baby could have taken him out, and with our numbers, he will not have time to cast an effective spell" Says the dwarf with various scars with security. The adventures go back to their aggressive stance

Bad. Stupid dwarf,

"Please can we all just calm down?" Pleads Soma again.

"Sorry Soma, but this fucker was willing to kill both of us, you are willing to let such grave offense pass?" Asks Zanir in anger, then he smirks with sadism "Don't worry though, if you want him alive once we beat him to a pulp then we will let you give him your Falna".

Now it is my turn to smirk "He already did it" Zanir surprised face at my words nearly made me laugh "What do you want to take your chance with a blessed child of your god, """ brother"""" ?" I say with sarcasm.

The glass wearing fucker quickly composed himself, "It doesn't matter, a pathetic level 1 doesn't stand a chance again this many adven-"

"I'm level 4"

My words make all the adventurers standstill, shocked at the revelation.

"That's impossible" says Zanir with incredulity "You just got your Falna, you are lying to save your skin!" shouts the man with an accusatory finger.

"He is speaking the truth, I couldn't believe myself but the numbers on his back don't lie, he is level 4 and the members with the highest level on this Familia" Says Soma, his words hitting like a sack of bricks many of his children.

Of course, not all look intimidated at Soma's words, like that annoying dwarf from before who starts to take some steps towards, a battleaxe held tightly in his hands.

"Seems our god is such a nice guy that he is willing to lie about this bastard level to save him from the beat-up of his life" The dwarfs put a malicious face and fake swing his axe, positioning himself right in front of me, making it clear that the only way I will exit here is through him.

I'm fine with that.

"Leave it to me, guys" Says confidently the little man "Come on cat fucker I'm just going to cut all your limbs and if you beg long enough, maybe we will let you work for us as a serva- WOW" Says the dwarf with arrogance before being forced to block my sudden attack, having swung Cierpenie at this bearded bastard in the middle of his annoying rant.

The force of the impact is greater than I expected, courtesy of the Falna in my body, which makes the dwarf lose his balance, then I capitalize that moment by kicking this fucker in the gut.

The dwarf falls to the ground with a silent scream and his hand in his belly. Hope he gets the message. I raise Cierpenie to point it at the rest of the adventurers that are looking at me scared at my show of force.

"Now I will prefer if you retards stop this right now because I'm not in the mood to paint the walls of here red today, but I assure all of you that I will do if I have to" I say with a menacing face, my eyes putting a penetrating gaze that makes most of the adventures here having second thoughts about fighting me. Soma takes some steps back, probably sensing that his words are not going to work as intended in this situation.

Very wise of him.

"Fu-Fuck off, you just got lucky cough is not going to happen again" Says pridefully the dwarf that I kicked, seems he didn't get the message. He stands up and looks at one of his comrades, the one-eyed human who recognized me at the Hostess of Fertility "Polk back me up, I'm sure he can't take more than one" Says the little bastard, then he looks at his other comrades, especially Zanir "The fuck are you waiting for Lustra?" Ask exasperated. Seems he was too much of a pussy to try his solo act.

The bespectacled "leader" of this bunch of buffoons shakes his head and point his sword at me, his bitches doing the same with their weapons "Enough games, you better get ready motherfuck-"

I use Aard.

Conveniently, this hallway put these idiots right in front of me, making my Sign very effective, the telekinetic blast sending them all flying through the air alongside many of the objects present in the room, some crashing into barrels making the floor soaked with wine, and others crashing hard into the ceiling, walls or floor ending with some of the bodies of these fuckers making the comforting sound of bones breaking.

Overall, just another day in my life that ends in a mess. The good thing though is that apparently, Soma Falna made my signs a little stronger than normal, funny that it has to be the fuckers of his children who found it out.

"FUCK MY LEG, OF SHIT" Screams the adventurer that the others called Polk, he crashed with the walls, his right leg suffering most of the impact, and now it was bent in a "funny way", the fucker was lucky that no bones broke out of the skin.

Some others are trapped between the broken remains of wine barrels, including the annoying dwarf who quickly stands up throwing aside the wood off his wine covered body, then he looks at me with fury his battleaxe already in a combat position "You destroyed the FUCKING WINE!" He screams running at me swinging his weapon, I quickly took a step aside evading a vertical slash of his axe, which gets stuck in the floor thanks to the strength of the dwarf, some fracture visible at the point of impact.

I smirk, he would be strong, but he is also already dead.

The little fucker opens his eyes wide at my reflexes, but before he can process the opening that he just gave me, I run at him. He tries to take the axe off the ground but because of the short distance and my enhanced speed thanks to my mutations and Falna I get to him before he can do much, his eyes go wide in terror at my cat eyes announcing his violent death, he tries to lift his arms to cover himself.

I repeat, tries.

I plunge Cierpienie right through his mouth, destroying the lips, and making the blade of the steel sword come out right through his neck, destroying his cervical spine in the process.

"Ughghghgughg" Says the dwarf in his last agonizing moments, blood oozing in large quantities from what was his mouth and the hole in the back of his head, the red liquid mixing with the wine in the floor.

I take Cierpenie from this fucker head, his dead body crashing to the ground, splashing wine in my trousers. Fuck! Syr will not like that I am staining my clothes so soon after she cleaned them this morning.

Either way, I look at the downed adventurers and then focus my gaze at Zanir, the fucker felt on his face, breaking his glasses in the process and staining his hair with wine.

Once I get closer to him, I bring my sword up, and I point him at his neck, "Are you done or do we have to lose more members of "our" Familia?" I ask sarcastically with a smirk.

Zanir doesn't answer, his eyes looking to his left anxiously.

I hear a splash of wine from behind me.

I quickly turn around to block an incoming dagger with my arm, the blade hits and Quen explodes, making the human stupid enough to try to attack me recoil in pain when the yellow magic electrocutes his body.

Taking advantage of that I swing Cierpenie in a vertical slash separating the left shoulder of his body which also included his arm, the adventurer only makes a surprised sigh before failing on the ground with a chunk of his body missing, more blood staining the wind in the floor, he will be dead in a minute because of blood loss.

I turn annoyed to look at Zanir, the fucker looking scared at me alongside the rest of the adventures that were injured and not so injured. I point with my fingers to the body of the dwarf and human that faced me, "Another one that wants to join the pile?" I growl.

The silence of these frightened people is the only response I receive.

I nod "Good" then I look at Zanir "Now are you going to be smart and don't try to fuck with me again or did I have to get rid of you from the get-go so you don't become a pain in the ass in the future?" I ask the adventurer with broken glass, who slowly is trying to move away from me.

"Lerand please that is enough" Says Soma, who had very pale skin possibly because of seeing two of his children being killed by another one "Zanir learned his lesson, you can just go now we are done here" Pleads the god trying to save the life of his children.

"Why do you care so much? he is a son of a bitch that is abusing your wine to gain power" I ask him, weirded out by his pity.

"Zanir may have done that, but he is still my children and I prefer not to see more of them dead, that doesn't mean that he will go unpunished or that this whole situation will keep going, I will take charge of the Familia from now on" Declares Soma with a seriousness that felt weird in him after seeing his decrepit self.

The fucker of Lustra opens his eyes wide at this declaration alongside the other adventurers present in the hallway, "My god there is no-"

"Silence Zanir, that's enough, I discovered a possible path to actually improve my wine and I am not going to allow you immature tantrums to ruin that, the Soma family is going to enter a new leaf and your scheme persona would be a detriment to it" the god of wine says with finality, then he looks a two of the less hurt adventures in the hallway "You two, take Zanir to his room, I will talk to him in detail later" the two men looked at each other very unsure about this but a "NOW" from their god makes them move, taking Zanir by his arms.

"LET GO OF ME YOUR FUCKERS, LET GO!" Screams the man, but the other adventurer firmly grab him in place, dragging him to his room, wherever it is.

Soma sigh once Zanir is no longer with us, then he looks at the rest of the people in the hallway "Now the rest get to clean this, we need to tend the most injured and also to dispose of the bodies of Grungir and Jouth" Says the god acting like if giving order to his Familia was something that he has always been doing. The adventures reluctantly start to do as asked, slowly gathering the broken wood and putting the two bodies side by side to collect them later.

The god of wine then looks at me, "I don't think you would like to become the new captain of my Famili-"

"A kick in the ball would be preferable" I interrupt him, making clear that I am absolutely not willing to take that job that makes me itch of just thinking about it" I'm not a person that could lead such a large group and least one composed of wine addicts and backstabbing bastards, my way of life is fighting against the horrors of the world by my own" I say matter-of-factly.

The god turns his gaze down disappointed, I roll my eyes "Look I'm going to help you with your wine in exchange for you updating my Falna from time to time, but you will have to find some other guy to be captain, just think of some member who is the less piece of shit around here" I recommend as I put Cierpenie in one of the sheaths that hang on my back.

"I see, guess you are going to the Guild now?" Asks the god, curious.

"Yeah and after that, an afternoon of killing monsters" I say a little excited, I notice the weird stares some adventures are giving me, which is no surprise when you consider I nearly killed all of them, not that I was planning in staying in this place that reeks of wine.

"I sense things are going to be a little heated in the Familia, especially with me present here, so meanwhile, while waiting for the situation to cool off, I'm going to sleep the night in some other place" I say, Soma opens his mouth to protest, but I raise my hand "Believe me, is for the best, and don't worry about me, dealing with life all by myself is the best thing I know how to do" I assure him.

"Oh, …. just keep your promise, okay?" Says Soma resigned to my departure.

"I will, see you soon Soma" I bid him farewell and I leave the hallway, in my way to the exit I encounter some other members of the Familia that give me uncomfortable stares, which is not a surprise given how my armor has lots of blood and wine stains.

Once I pass the "friendly" guards of the entrance, who, if their expressions do not lie, are now quite intimidated by my presence, I finally exit Soma's shitty wine factory and I start to walk towards the Tower of Babel.

I sigh, all of this to complete a bureaucratic process.

But such is the law of this land, and now that I saw the power of a god or whatever Soma is firsthand, it is clear I'm not going to be so stupid to face their wrath. Better to have everything in check, so I can make money in peace.

With that in my mind, I started to walk faster, remembering Mia's instructions about the next step: go to the Guild to register as an adventurer.

And once that is ready.

It will come the time to hunt.


"You recommended him the Soma Familia?!"

"Hey, he made it clear he is not a team player, even if I appreciate Loki a lot, especially after she paid me so much money for tonight reservations, I couldn't recommend her Familia to Lerand after seeing that he would be a bad fit to it" Says Mia with seriousness.

Riveria sighs, this is not how she expected her morning to go and part of her regretted not going in the middle of the night to talk to Lerand even if that would have meant breaking inside the Hostess.

But what is done, is done. Now Riveria was searching for the human with cat eyes, she woke up early, and alongside a curious Aiz also interested in speaking with the Witcher, walked towards the Hostess of Fertility expecting to find Lerand eating breakfast or just waking up.

Instead, it turns out the man is much more of an early riser as expected, and he already had gone out looking for a Familia, or more specifically the Soma Familia.

The elf really hated that.

"By the gods, in some way, I can see Lerand fitting inside such a Familia, but at the same time, I can't allow that man's potential to go to waste in that cesspool of dishonorable adventurers even if he could be one" Say the elf disgusted with Lerand decision "Moreover it wasn't your decision to made whether Lerand was or not adequate to enter in OUR Familia" Adds Riveria angry while Aiz for her part just look between her and Mia lost in thought.

The half-dwarf woman rolls her eyes at the green-haired outburst "Relax Nine Hells, he just asked me what Familia was better suited to a lone wolf like him and I give him my opinion, why are you so interested in getting him in your-" Mia stops, a grin suddenly appearing in her face "Could it be that he-"

"No, I'm not interested romantically or sexually in him, I just think he could be a great asset to our Familia" Says a flustered Riveria, annoyed that it was not only Loki who would try to tease her about that.

"I was going to ask if he owed you something" the grin that Mia had while saying that made Riveria's blood boil, alongside her cheeks. Aiz was still confused at the conversation between the two High-Class adventurers.

The green-haired elf sighed "Whatever, I already know where he is headed" She takes a valis from her robes and puts it on the bar counter "Thank you for the information".

Mia grins while taking the coin "You are welcome Nine Hells, and I'm gotta say after seeing him beat up one of Apollo children while being unblessed I can understand why you would want him in your Familia, hope you can convince him of joining if you find him" Says the half-dwarf making Riveria and Aiz eyes go wide after hearing about Lerand actions from last night.

The elf shakes her head and put a focused face "Okay I will ask Lerand about that once I find him, better don't lose time, Aiz we are going" the words of Riveria made the blond girl also shake off her shock and with a subtle nod, the girl and the elf bid farewell to Mia and leave the Hostess of Fertility.

They walked for a while through the streets and after arriving at a crossroad the elf looked at Aiz "it Is better if we split up, I will go to Soma headquarters, and you go to the Guild, he has to be in one of those places" Orders Riveria.

The blond girl nodded and then put a questioning look, "what do I do if I find him?" Asked Aiz.

"Just be honest with him and ask him if he wants to join our Familia, in the case he already has Soma Falna then proposes him a partnership to help him explore the dungeon" Says Riveria.

Aiz nodded but then put a questioning look again, "But Mama Mia said that he is not someone that likes to be on a team"

Riveria smiled at Aiz's words, she pats her head before looking her in the eyes "Don't worry about that, I will convince him, you just make sure he knows about our offer" Says the elf with kindness.

The blond girl smiled at Riveria's gesture and after a quick hug, she ran towards the Guild.

Once Aiz was out of her sight, Riveria put on a more calculating look.

Just like her blond friend have taken an interest in Bell Cranell to the point of offering him combat classes, the green-haired elf couldn't deny to herself that Lerand de Toussaint has become a mystery that she wanted to unravel, checking by herself his magic and combat capabilities and if possible, discover what alchemical or other kind of process made him capable of feats that only an adventurer could do while being unblessed.

The fact that he fought one of Apollo's children without a Falna makes it clear such a process could make an unblessed rival with the children of the gods, that's a piece of information that in this city where constant games of power happen would cost more valis than the most exquisite weapon of the Hephaestus Familia.

Even if he rejects to be under the wings of Loki, Riveria will make sure to uncover what is behind this Witcher. Especially regarding his chantless magic, such an idea makes the elf feel rather excited, which with the years of experience she has as an adventurer is quite the achievement.

"I will discover what you really are Lerand, I swear it, or I'm not Nine Hells" Said the elf with determination.


So to the surprise of no one, the Guild looked exactly what I would have expected to look like: Basically a bank after taking dozens of Tawny Owls. The place is massive and with a very elegant design outside and inside it. A big shadow covers it, a consequence of being very close to Babel.

The bricks and wood of the building look like if they were new, and I even see a little marble in parts of the interior. Truly, this building was made with architectural passion and tons of fucking valis, it wouldn't look out of place in the heart of the Nilfgaardian Empire.

Which means it is good that I washed a little of the wine and blood off my armor in the local fountain, I want to avoid bringing too much attention to myself in such a good-looking place even if I did while washing in the fountain. Anyway.

The place has countless adventurers walking, talking to each other, looking at the biggest notice board I had ever seen (By the Lady of the Lake it covered an entire wall), and carrying bags with magic stones probably obtained from the corpse of a monster, which are left on a tray in a caged booth, where a person in some fancy looking suit would take it and comeback later with a bag of valis.

I drool a little at seeing how big was the bag, the Guild really pays well for that fucking stones eh?

I notice another booth, this one without a cage, where some adventurers are speaking with whom I suppose are Guild employees, I don't see some kind of exchange of stones or valis, so I can guess this is more a place to gain a general sense of information about the place, not very different in some of the institutions that existed back in my world.

I walk towards a vacant booth where a girl with pink hair is looking at her nails with boredom. She looks cute, her tits are not exactly big but are proportional with her hips, and more importantly, her body looks good with the fancy clothes she's wearing, and her distinctive hair color gives her a refined but endearing aura that I wouldn't mind covering with my seme-

I mean explore.

With my tongue.

Her face perks up once I get in front of her, seems she wanted something to do, and I am such a "nice guy" I will going to give her just that.

"Greetings beautiful, can you tell me what I have to do to register as an adventurer?" I say with a friendly smile and a wink.

The girl blushes hard at my words, a clear sight of her not being accustomed to receiving the attention of males, and look aside before pointing her gaze at my direction again "Go-Good morning sir, ehhh eto" Pinky says shyly "there is no mu-much you need to do sir, just complete this forms with the name of your god, and you would be-EP! "Says the girl when suddenly the papers she took from under her booth nearly fall from her hands, she saved them but ended up shivering a lot.

"Wow girl don't need to rush it, it's okay" I say trying to calm her, she smiles nervously at me and nodded while passing me the forms. Can believe I have to do the banker's task of reading and writing bureaucratic information just to be able to kill monsters in peace.

I looked at the papers I need to complete and suddenly became aware of a problem that I didn't think about at the moment of arriving in this world: My lack of proficiency in this world writing language.

Mind you the problem is not that is unreadable, much of the letters look a lot like the ones used in the Northern Kingdoms, so I can manage it with simple words (which given how people here also speak the same language as that places should make clear maybe this world is more connected to mine than previously thought) the real problem is that in things like this legal document I just lost it at some words and sentence in it.

I would prefer fighting those werecows, I mean minotaurs again without my swords than dealing with this shit.

Then again, no shame in asking for help. Especially with dealing with the powerful monster of bureaucracy

I notice that the pink-haired girl has been watching me with intense curiosity, especially my face and eyes. I grin at her, "Are you watching something that you like, pretty girl?" I ask, making her blush again.

"Eh… Well Mister I haven't watched a human with cat eyes before, are you perhaps…" Ask the girl shyly, but I quickly interrupt her.

"My parents are not cat people if that's what you are asking" I say in a deadpan manner, the girl looks away ashamed. I get close to her with a smile "Seems I got your interest, I'm Lerand de Toussaint, Witcher at your service, beautiful" I say while offering my hand to her.

She takes it in a weak handshake, " Mi…Mi…Misha Flott, ehhh just a simple Guild worker," says the girl in a humble way" and sorry if I offended you with my commentary Mister Lerand, while your kind of eyes are not common in a human it doesn't look bad on you, in fact, sir, I would say it makes you look… exotic and dazzling" says Misha a little embarrassed and with some heavy pink in her cheeks.

So, she is interested in me, that's going to make things easy.

"Nice to meet you, Misha, look I know you have to be pretty busy, but I'm something of a foreigner to this land and I just got here yesterday, so I would love it if you could help me with these papers, it just I'm not very good with the handwriting used here" I say in a kind manner with a smile.

The girl blushing nods and takes the papers, reading them a bit. She smiles at me "it Is very simple sir, I can write in them for you if that's what you want" she says in a helpful tone.

I nod at her, and she looks at the paper while taking a quill coated in ink "Okay I have your name, Mister Lerand de Toussaint, next is the name of your Familia " She says.

"Soma Familia" My words make her look at me with surprise and a little distrust. Seems Soma children's reputation is starting to take effect on my persona.

"Oh… Okey" She says unsure while writing that in the paper, then she shakes her head and looks at me with a smile" Most of this is just general information to keep an inventory of all adventurers in the city, I can assume you are human despite the cat eyes?" I nod, not wanting to make the clarification that I am actually a mutated human " And if you could give me your age?" She asks with a serious tone.

This could be complicated, I don't think humans in this part of the Multiverse are capable of reaching 89 years of life while looking in their twenties.

"I am 23 years old" I lie not wanting to give explanations to this cute Guild employee, I just hope no god asks my age, that would be very awkward.

"Place of birth?" She asks me after putting my fake age.

"From far away, I don't think you ever heard of it, a little town called Toussaint" I say with a half-truth, pretty sure another dimension is not an option.

"Okey, that would be for basic information" She says with a satisfied smile "Now Mister Lerand here in the Guild we know the information about ones Falna is a very delicate manner, but as the organization that keeps in check that anything is in order around the Dungeon we always know at least the actual level of the adventurers that live here" She says with an educational tone, then she smiles at me making clear that she wants to know what level I in.

"I'm Level 4" I say straightforwardly.

Misha's face gets pale "Le-le-level 4?!" she shouts making other people look at her, she blushes and looks at me "I was expecting probably a level 2 but did you really get to be level 4 before arriving at Orario?" She asks in a lower tone.

"Is that incredible? well, this is a piece of my status if you want to check" I say while giving a piece of the paper that Soma used to engrave my Falna, I ripped the piece when getting close to the Guild, leaving only my name and level which by the look Misha is giving it should be enough.

"This is clearly a transcription of Falna, it could not be falsified, you really are Level 4" She says dumbfounded "How?" She asks.

"Professional secret, my beautiful girl" I say with a wink.

She blushes but also rolls her eyes amused "Well is there is no need for you to tell me, but don't get surprised if other people get interested in you" She says while looking at the papers "I think we have covered the necessary information to register as an adventurer, congratulations Mister Lerand, in the name of the Guild I would like to express our happiness on having a new dungeon diver facing off against the dangers of the underworld" She says with a smile.

"Nice, and please just call me Lerand" I say with a cozy smile.

Misha nods happy "With pleasure Lerand, now that you are an official adventurer I have to inform you that all people who have recently registered are assigned a Guild employee to act as an advisor who will teach him or her about how the Dungeon works and the many kinds of monsters that roam inside" Then she puts a doubtful face "Then again the Guild do this because most of the adventurers who are just registering are Level 1, or at least Level 2" She looks at me worried" Is the Guild policy to support rookie adventurers that way but given your level and the fact that you look like someone with experience I don't know if you would actually need an advisor" She says.

I put a hand in my chin and think about this predicament, will I am not some amateur monster-slayer that doesn't mean I should enter the Dungeon without a general sense of what could await me there, the minotaur being an excellent example of the dungeon having monsters I'm not aware of.

So with that in mind, I look at Misha with a smile "You know actually I wouldn't mind having an advisor, and even better I would like you to be it" I say with a wink making the pink-haired girl blush but also smile, her grin going from ear to ear.

"I-I will love it Miste- I mean Lerand" She says with happiness and a little embarrassment "Hehehe, sorry I just haven't had a new adventurer under my wing for a while and less one so eager to be advised by me" She says in a bashful manner.

"That's weird, who would be stupid enough to not want to work with such a cutie" I say, flirting with her.

"Lerand please, you are going to make me die from embarrassment" Says Misha while taking both hands to her head and looking at me with an infatuated gaze.

I grin, while I wouldn't mind kissing such a cute girl I think it is better to first get my foothold inside the dungeon, it is not like Misha is going to anywhere, given how she is now my official advisor.

"Well you are right I shouldn't waste more of your time, I'm going to the Dungeon now, any tips you would like to give me as an advisor?" I ask her.

Misha face perks up and then changes to a serious demeanor "Well, the most important thing is to always have your eyes ready, a monster could crawl out of any wall and I will recommend not going beyond the first 10 floors, so you can accustom yourself to the dangers inside the dungeon" She says in a professional tone.

I nod at her words "Got it, thanks a lot Misha and I would see you around my pink-haired beauty" I say, making her blush a last time while she stutters a weak "bye" and then I started walking towards the exit of the Guild building.

I am exiting the place when I felt a familiar rush of wind.

Before I notice it in front of me, I had a familiar blond beauty looking at me with her doll-like face or should I better say a fairy-like face?.

The girl called Aiz Wallenstein.


I'm already working on the next chapter, originally this was going to be the final "A Stranded Cat" chapter, but I calculated that it could reach the 20K words if I combine this and the next one. Even to someone who makes long chapters like me, this is a bit too much, so I decided to divide it into two. But don't worry, next one is going to have the "plot" and monster hunting.

See you next time