Is It Wrong For Me To Start With Three Skills In Danmachi ?!

Just as these Adventurers had hidden identities, the underworld's powerful figures also had their own public disguises.

For example, the [Hostess of Fertility]!

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The noisy crowd gathered together, bringing back the long-lost liveliness of Rivira town.

Especially with Finn also standing on stage, this made the female adventurers below even more excited!

That was [Braver] Finn Deimne, Lv.6, leader of the Loki Familia, and captain of the Pallum race!

Of course, those things didn't matter to them , the most important thing was… that eternally youthful face, adored to no end by all the big sisters!

Those gazes fixed on Finn, the heat on their cheeks, all revealed the same two words: Want him!

"Uhh, the way they're looking at Finn feels kind of weird."

Fron, who had never seen such a scene before, unconsciously touched his nose with guilt, glancing uneasily at Ais, Lefiya, and Tiona.

"Hehehe, the captain is always this popular, and that's only natural! But of course, Fron's looks are also quite popular too, you know!"

Tiona pressed both hands on Lefiya's delicate shoulders and leaned in from the side with a mischievous smile.

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Hey, don't tease her like that! Didn't you notice the aura of suffocating bloodlust already spreading out?!

"Um, um, Miss Tiona, shouldn't you be calming Miss Tione instead? Sh-she looks terrifying!"

Lefiya was already trembling, watching as Tione lowered her head, her body quivering uncontrollably, wisps of black miasma spilling out , she looked ready to explode at any moment.

"Hmph, prepare yourself Lefiya! When it comes to the captain, this elder sister of yours becomes completely unreasonable!"

"..."

Watching the situation below, Finn pressed his lips together, unable to hide his concern.

"They gathered this quickly? Impressive efficiency."

"Hmph, don't you know who I am? I'm Bors!"

Finn just smiled, not exposing the trace of fear in Bors' eyes.

A murderer capable of killing a Lv.4 with bare hands, wandering hidden in the dark, under such circumstances… being alone in town would be far more terrifying.

Without him needing to say a word, everyone instinctively banded together. After all, no one wanted to die.

Sure enough, upon hearing their exchange, the surrounding adventurers gradually fell silent.

In the crowd, though the degree varied, unease and fear were written across their faces. Clearly, they had all been shaken by the rumors of the killer.

Especially the men…

"Even though the crowd has gathered, we still haven't seen any other first-class adventurers besides us."

Fron withdrew his gaze from the townsfolk and turned toward the mountain path leading away from Rivira.

"That may be one of the enemy's goals, to cause chaos in the town. The reason we haven't spotted her… she's no fool. She must have disguised herself as a registered adventurer, or perhaps even stolen someone's identity."

It had to be said, Finn's analysis was quite accurate, because that was the correct answer.

Right then, Fron, who had been watching the entrance closely, also noticed the shadowy figure hidden there.

Without a word, he stepped back, blending into the crowd, then used his agility and dexterity to weave through the mass of people, swiftly giving chase.

"Eh? Where did Fron go?"

Tiona was still puzzled, but someone else had already followed.

"Miss A-Ais!"

"Stay back, Lefiya. If it's those two, no matter what happens, they'll be fine."

Riveria stopped the trembling Lefiya, then exchanged glances with Tiona and Tione.

Both nodded simultaneously.

At that moment, they too sensed that heavy, oppressive aura in the air.

Though the town was bustling and noisy with the gathered crowd…

As first-class adventurers, their instincts told them a strange, ominous presence was approaching.

Above the Crystal Plaza, along the only path leading to the mountain-top platform in the center of Rivira, a dog-person girl with wheat-colored skin now had a face drained of all color.

Hugging a medium-sized bag in her arms, she ran in panic, repeatedly glancing back at the crowd, her round ears twitching nervously.

It was clear she had been frightened to the core.

"What do I do! What do I do! What should I do! I'll die, I'll die, I'll die, I'll die! I'm definitely going to die!"

The terrified girl mumbled frantically, rambling nonsense under the crushing weight of fear, her mind in chaos.

Confused and half-conscious, she just kept running forward, driven only by the instinct to escape!

Thud! "Ugh…"

The winding rocky path was covered with oddly-shaped blue crystals sprouting from the ground, shimmering beautifully under the faint light from above.

Her vision blurred, her heart panicked, she had no time to dodge before she collided headlong with a figure that suddenly appeared.

That figure did not pay her actions any mind. Instead, his gaze fell immediately on the medium-sized satchel in her arms.

He bent slightly, stretched out a hand, and picked it up.

"So this is it, then. The item Hashana entrusted to you."

Knowing full well its origin and its danger, Fron spoke, cutting off any chance of escape.

"You… you're the [Flame Demon]!"

"…"

"If you can, just call me Fron, or Mr. Argon. That title is too much."

"Will you come with me to meet Finn, or keep running? Or… will you wait to be captured by the murderer and tortured?"

He gave her no room, leaving only hard choices.

"No! No, please! I'll die, I'll die!"

"Fron!" Another figure swiftly arrived, golden hair disheveled and fluttering as she landed.

"[Sword Princess]!"

"Y-you two…"

"What is this?"

Ais glanced briefly at the dog-girl, then locked her gaze on the bag in Fron's hands, her expression firm and grave.

"This should be the belonging of the deceased Hashana, the very thing the murderer is after."

Ais nodded, then looked at the trembling girl. "What about her?"

Fron shrugged.

"I already gave her the choice."

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"Please, no… don't take me back! If I go back, this time, I'll definitely…" The girl's panicked expression and fearful eyes did not escape Ais' notice.

"Then… let's find a quiet place. Please explain everything in detail. Is that okay, Fron? She looks terrified."

'So kind, as always.' Fron sighed lightly, then nodded.

The three of them turned a corner ahead, reaching a spacious area filled with crystals, a warehouse ground for the town, broad and empty since everyone was gathered at the plaza.

After a brief glance, Ais and Fron led the girl into a corner stacked with crates, then turned to face her.

"Here's fine."

"Alright."

In the dim space, only the sound of their breathing echoed. The gloomy environment naturally spread unease.

Click. A portable magic-stone lamp flared to life in Fron's hand, taken from his bag.

"Now, can you speak?" The girl shrank back timidly, nodded, and forced herself to speak.

"M-my name is Lulune… Lulune Louie."