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Loki members ran through the Dungeons' upper floors. The herd of Minotaurs ran for their lives from the various Adventurers. Their previous battle left them without weapons, they gave chase of the Minotaurs. Unfortunately, one of them escaped from the Loki Familia.

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Bell walked with a sigh. He looked at his small purse of a few thousand valis. He still hadn't found a deity to take him in yet. He felt his trip to Orario to become a hero was worthless. The weapon that his grandfather gave him was a magic sword in the form of a knife. He pulled it out of his sheath and looked at the blue blade that looked like a lightning bolt. 'Should I pawn this item to help fund me? But, it was Grandpa's. It's the last thing I have to remember him by.'

He walked up to a poster on the wall of a cafe. The poster showed the number 1 Familia in Orario. Three Executives were on the poster along with a depiction of the Goddess Freya.

Bell looked over them, admiring the three that he knew from all the stories. The Boaz maiden, Ottaria, known as the Dungeon Queen, being a Level 7 Adventurer. The second one was a Prum that was the oldest among the Gulliver Siblings, Alfrigga the Sapphire Bringar. Finally, the newest Level 4 Adventurer of the Freya Familia. The mysterious Syr Flova the Falco, using her unique skills to make a cloak of falcon feathers dangerous.

Bell looked at the three Valkyries of the Freya Familia. Most of the Freya Familia were men, but the majority of the Executives of the Familia were women nicknamed the Valkyries of Freya by their admiring public.

Bell was alarmed by the Guild Sirens, "The Guild is issuing an emergency Quest to any Level 3 or higher Adventurers. Minotaurs, Kobolds and Goblins have breached to the surface!"

Screams could be heard as Bell grabbed his magic sword. He may have not had a Falna yet. But, he did know how to handle a few goblins.

Bell moved for the screams, determined to be the next Hero of Orario. He swung his sword letting the lightning element fly at four Goblins. Ash blew in the breeze as a little catgirl cowered behind him.

The girl looked at Bell and gasped at her savior, "Tha-thank, ahhh!"

Bell looked in front of him and realized very soon that he would not be a hero any longer. A Minotaur rampaged with a landform looking axe in its hand.

Terror was in his face as Bell knew that he could not survive. He turned around and the first thing he saw was the little girl. Tears in her eyes, the tears looked like they were calling him a coward. Bell closed his eyes as he dropped his magic sword. He scooped up the girl and resolved that if he was going to die. That this girl would not, it was the ultimate lesson that his grandfather taught him about being a hero.

Bell ran with each foot step putting forth his maximum amount of adrenaline. Bell knew that his death would probably be in vain. But, it would not be if by any chance that this girl might live.

His eyes opened as he heard a voice in front of him, "White hair, duck!"

Bell lowered his head and opened his eyes. Light gray hair waved through the air. Light gray eyes glared at the monster behind him. Bell was in awe as he saw the Falco rush by him. She was dressed in a purple and white garment. Silver plate mail adorned her chest and shoulders. On her waist was a brown belt with pouches and a sheath for a knife. But, the most significant article of clothing was her purple cloak. It was lined with silver Falcon feathers on the interior, with the cloak cut into a pair that looked like a pair of wings.

Syr leaped into battle with kicks and throws of feathers. She'd grab a feather from her cloak and throw it. The feather would act like a knife and dive into the flesh of the Minotaur. Spilling it's blood everywhere. She finished it off by letting a vial of green concoction fly into the chest of the monster. Upon impact the glass broke, letting the acid burn and melt the Minotaur. Once the magic stone was exposed, Syr let fly two more feathers. The stone shattered and the monster turned to ash.

Syr turned wiping the sweat off her forehead with the back of her glove. She smiled cheerfully and spoke teasingly, "A regular ol' Hött eh?"

Bell had let go of the catgirl a bit before. Now, his nerves were frayed and his embarrassment at a boil. He turned and ran, crying in relief at being saved.

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Syr walked off the lift in Babel. She was accompanied by Ottaria who walked stoically with regret, "I'm sorry, mistress. I was not there in your time of need to protect you."

Syr turned to her and said waving off the apology, "Nonsense, it actually fun to be in a one on one fight. Besides, the whole reason I am here is to experience what you experience. I have my role for her and she has her role for you."

The pair walked into a chamber the housed a beautiful woman. She looked like the Goddess Freya, could be her twin really. However, Ottaria knew the difference.

Syr spoke a smile to the public face of the Familia, "Had fun, Hörn?"

Hörn nodded as she gave a slight bow, "Welcome home my Goddess. It is always a pleasure to do my role."

Syr began a chant letting the magic switch the two of their forms, "Bless me with her beauty, her lyrical voice and doting eyes. For I am envious of her. If just for one day I could be her. Then, I would know boundless joy. Vana Seith."

Freya now stood where Syr had once been. And Hörn was once again in her mortal form. Freya sighed with the happiness of a good adventure, "Such an eventful day. Thank you, Hörn for attending the public reading that Benzaiten hosted. I hope it wasn't too much of a bore."

Hörn asked while unbuttoning her top, "Are you kidding? It was a blast. Drinks, sushi and tiny slices of cheese on crackers. I got to wear a dress and flaunt in front of everyone."

Freya held out her hand and Ottaria pricked it gently so that Hörn could receive a status update. Hörn bent over and felt her Falna expose once the ichor dripped on her back.

Read adventure of Syr Flova from the update. Experiencing the Excelcia of her outing in the world. It was a new play that she was doing after years of being a City Girl at the Hostess of Fertility. Now, she was a Dungeon Girl in Orario. The adventure of the battle with the Kobolds was rather tame. However, the Minotaur was another story.

She saw through Syr's eyes as she looked at the cute boy with white hair. He defended that little blue haired catgirl. Dropping his magic sword to save her. It was so heroic and yet evident of cowardice. Like reading Gesta Danorum, a cowardly champion. She often looked for more reliable children to entertain her. But, she saw something in her experiencing the adventure through Syr's eyes. Freya's Discerning Eye washed over the nameless white haired boy. His soul was like that of a diamond. Clear, yet a shine that drew in Freya. She stared as a white spark glistened in the diamond. She could hardly pull away. But, the show was over and the update finished.

Freya sealed the Falna and looked down with a blush. She felt so young, younger than she had in centuries. A reason she left Heaven was to relieve herself of border. It was tedious taking care of the dead. And being supplied with an endless line of souls that gave into her beauty. Sure, it did boost a girl's morale to be the most beautiful in a room. Especially when the room was the whole afterlife. But, it lasted for as long as she could remember. When was she going to receive the soul that reminded her that love was the most challenging game in existence. The will he or won't he like me.

Syr Flova. Race: ?. Occupation: Adventurer. Alias: Falco

Excelcia: 12/195,000

Strength: 2-I, Defense: 5-I, Dexterity: 9-I, Agility: 7-I, Magic: 18-I, Mystery: B, Mixing: F and Treatment: I.

Lvl 3- Strength: 302-F, Defense: 208-G, Dexterity: 601-C, Agility: 365-F, Magic: 990-S, Myster: E and Mixing: I.

Lvl 2- Strength: 254-G, Defense: 165-H, Dexterity: 516-D, Agility: 211-G, Magic: 987-S and Mystery: I.

Lvl 1- Strength: 225-G, Defense:195-H, Dexterity: 509-D, Agility: 204-G and Magic: 982-S.

Magic

{Vana Seith} "Bless me with her beauty, her lyrical voice and doting eyes. For I am envious of her. If just for one day I could be her. Then, I would know boundless joy. Vana Seith." (a transformation magic that allows Horn to become Freya. When transformed, Freya and Horn both share each other's senses and are able to feel each other's emotions and hear each other's thoughts. However, the transformation does not allow Horn to use Freya's arcanum. The magic also allows her to transform into Freya's alternative identity, Syr Flova. The same chant is used when Freya wishes to use her Disguise ability.)

Skill

{Quicksilver} The user can add their Magic stat to their Agility to make them fast. The length of time is 3 seconds per Magic stat point.

{Love is War} The user increases their Strength and Defense, while reducing their Dexterity and Agility. Targets slow down, going into a charmed state. The skill lasts up to 4 min.

Freya's smile was looked at by both Hörn and Ottaria. They knew that someone caught the eye of their Goddess. And now, it was only time to hear her wish.

Freya spoke a simple command, "Recruit the boy, I wish to know if he is my Odr."