"Conservatively speaking, her strength has already reached the level of an ordinary Level 2, meow."
"Level 2?!"
Anya was a little surprised now.
"That little kid?"
"How old is she?"
"Ten?"
"Yeah."
"Looks like this God has caused another stir."
"And it's not just that little kid from earlier."
"Look at that black-haired woman carrying a blade."
"The aura of that woman with the blade is terrifying."
"She's just like Ryu Lion was back then, meow."
At those words.
The air in the tiny kitchen went quiet for a moment.
Ryu Lion stiffened slightly when she heard that.
She looked at the black-haired girl who sat perfectly upright the whole time, whose left thumb never strayed even half an inch from the hilt of her blade, even as she ate.
The way she stayed tense at every moment.
She really was like a taut string.
So much like herself a few years ago.
When she had lost every companion in her familia.
When she had held her companions' bodies deep in the Dungeon until she had cried her tears dry.
When she had borne a blood debt of vengeance.
When she had walked alone through Orario's dark corners.
When she had been filled with fury, willing to do anything for revenge.
"Looks like she's another person with a heavy story behind her."
Chloe sighed.
She shook her head somewhat helplessly.
"But from the look of things."
"This God seems pretty good at collecting problem children."
"She's clearly a battle maniac, and I heard she was a troublemaker back where she came from, too."
"But now she does everything this God tells her."
"And by now, all of Orario knows."
"After just receiving a God's Falna, she accomplished a Great Feat in only two days and ranked up early to