Multiverse: In DanMachi, I'm the Strongest Summoner

The next morning.

9:30 AM.

With his head resting against a slender, graceful neck, Raven Eltharion groggily opened his sleepy eyes.

What met his gaze was…

Skin as white as jade, smooth and glossy golden hair, and a body fragrance reminiscent of jasmine blossoms.

"…You're awake?"

Ais's golden eyes gently lowered as the delicate hand that had been stroking his hair came to a pause.

Driven by her insatiable desire for strength, she had gone at it all the way until six in the morning.

Even after Raven had fallen asleep…

Ais hadn't let up for even a moment. Fueled by motivation, she continued the effort alone.

Her goal was to hasten her own growth and leap toward an even higher level of strength.

When the sun rose in the east…

Ais finally pulled the sleeping Raven into her embrace and peacefully drifted to sleep.

In just one night—

Thanks to her diligence, Ais had earned a total of 350 stat points.

Wasn't that far more efficient than going on an expedition and slaying thousands of monsters?

Besides…

Even after killing that many, it wasn't guaranteed that her growth would be significant.

"What time is it?"

"…It's 9:30."

Ais murmured softly, her voice light and gentle.

"Ah?!"

Raven sat up in shock.

"…What's wrong?"

Ais tilted her head curiously.

"I promised the party we'd meet up at ten and head to the Dungeon."

Letting out a sigh, Raven quickly slipped out of Ais's warm embrace.

Seeing him get up and start getting dressed,

Ais blushed faintly and asked in a whisper:

"…Will you come again tonight?"

"Depends."

"I'll head out now. See you."

"—O spirits of wind drifting freely through space, lend me your strength.

—Free me from the shackles of time and surpass the boundaries of space.

—Transport my body and consciousness to the place I designate.

[—Spatial Shift]"

Northwest district, Sector 7.

The basement room of the old church.

Appearing through teleportation, Raven briefly touched the inside of his trousers.

Still slippery…

Well, makes sense—he had just pulled out from Ais.

Shaking his head,

He didn't think much of it.

After a quick wash at the sink, he headed out.

Navigating through narrow streets and crowded alleys, he reached the busy West Avenue.

"Raven-sama."

Hill had been waiting at the tavern entrance for a while, handing him a basket filled with packed lunches.

Raven accepted it.

"Thanks, Hill."

"Then, do your best today, okay?"

"Mm, see you."

After parting ways with her,

He arrived at Central Plaza just as the clock struck ten.

Mikoto, Daphne, and Cassandra, who had been waiting for him, came walking toward him.

"C-Captain… where did you go last night?"

Cassandra asked timidly, clutching her sacred crystal staff.

She had gone to his room earlier that morning, only to find no sign of him.

"What's wrong?"

"Did you have a nightmare?"

Raven simply smiled in response.

"No…"

Cassandra shook her head.

The sacred crystal staff she held was worth 1,200,000 valis.

A magic staff that greatly amplified both magicians' and healers' magic power.

"Alright, let's head out."

Raven smiled warmly.

…

Dungeon, 12th Floor.

Mist Labyrinth.

At this moment—

"Gyyaa!"

"Gagaaa!"

From every direction, Ogres burst through the walls of the chamber all at once.

"GRRRAAAAHHHHH!!"

With deafening wails, a horde of half-orcs emerged from the thick fog.

Their brute strength was immense.

Even Level 2 adventurers would be in danger if struck head-on—

A single blow could be enough to knock them out of the fight.

However…

The monsters weren't the only threat.

Three giant silverback gorillas emerged next, surrounding them.

Clearly—

After steamrolling through the Dungeon from the first floor, Raven's group had stumbled into a Monster Party.

A targeted strike from the Dungeon itself.

"You three handle it. I want to see what your real combat power looks like."

Raven said casually, his tone relaxed.

To properly assess their strength, he hadn't deployed his magic barrier.

If they couldn't even handle Level 1 monsters, there was no point going deeper.

"Lady Daphne, let's go."

"Yeah."

Exchanging a glance—

Mikoto, clad in violet-hued armor, took the front line.

She rushed forward—

Her speed as swift as a lightning flash.

Her curved Eastern katana, Shinonome, 90cm in length—

With blindingly fast swordplay, she began cutting down the Ogres one by one.

"Haaaahhhhhh!!"

With a fierce shout,

She slashed down a towering 5-meter silverback without mercy.

Her movements were both elegant and sharp, evading and countering with perfect precision.

Daphne didn't stay idle.

She lunged forward with her broken sword, moving with agile precision.

As for Cassandra, the team's healer, she played her role from mid-range—

Supporting them with defensive and healing magic.

The trio's teamwork made short work of the majority of the monsters.

"GRRAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH!!"

Suddenly—

An ear-splitting roar rang out, shaking the chamber.

Raven's brow twitched.

"So, it's finally here…"

"A Young Dragon."

Young Dragons only appeared on the 11th and 12th Floors.

Rare monsters of very limited numbers.

In the upper floors where the Goliath no longer appeared—

These creatures were effectively the Floor Bosses.

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