Danmachi: The Sign In System!

Chapter 83 - Connect With Orsted!?

Riveria was astounded by Orsted's feats.

His grimoire-crafting process was masterful, rivaling a seasoned mage with decades of experience. 

As a pure elf, other than magic he shouldn't have additional abilities outside the Falna. 

Could a skill explain it? 

Finn's skill granted temporary Development Abilities, but auxiliary ones like Mystery or Mage via skills were unheard of. 

And a Level 2 have both Mystery and Mage was shocking enough. 

But the process of making Grimoires—left Riveria reeling.

Her own pursuit of grimoire-making had led her to Altena, where she studied under a revered mage renowned for crafting grimoires. 

Many of Altena's grimoires bore his mark. 

She'd paid handsomely to observe his process.

Yet even that mage's skill paled beside Orsted's. 

Riveria, though unable to craft grimoires herself, had a discerning eye. 

That mage required a full day per grimoire; Orsted completed one in just over four hours, a fraction of an afternoon.

A child elf, plus a Level 2, crafting magic items and grimoires, and bearing the soothing aura from a millennium ago—Orsted was cloaked in mystery, igniting Riveria's curiosity.

She even mused that ancient heroes, lauded in legends, paled before him. 

Those heroes relied on spirits sent by gods; Orsted stood alone, bolstered only by Falna.

While Falna accelerated growth, it demanded effort. 

Without diligence, it was useless.

When Orsted joined the Hestia Familia, it was a nascent group with him as its sole member. 

His rise—record-breaking in mere weeks—was his own. 

Ancient heroes, even with spirit aid, couldn't match that pace.

Riveria's book lay open, its pages untouched as her thoughts swirled. 

'Visit Orsted more often,' she thought. 

'I'll supply materials, he crafts grimoires, and we sell them at market price. A fair deal.'

A faint noise interrupted her. 

Glancing up, she spotted four heads stacked at the door, peering in—Ais, Tiona, Tione, and Lefiya, their eyes bright with curiosity.

Riveria chuckled at their squirrel-like huddle. 

"What are you four doing?"

"Uh, haha, Riveria, we just wanted to ask about Orsted," Tiona said, scratching her head with a sheepish grin. 

Caught, they stepped into the room, no longer hiding.

They'd rushed over after hearing Lefiya's report, fresh from showers after a day out.

"Lefiya was right," Riveria said gently. 

"Orsted has a unique aura that comforts elves."

"Spending time with him might yield unexpected benefits, though I can't say what for certain."

She'd noticed it that afternoon in Orsted's workshop. 

Prolonged exposure to his aura subtly enhanced her mind, surpassing her usual meditation. 

The boost was faint, only evident after parting, as his comforting presence masked the change while near him.

Riveria hesitated to share this widely—it could disrupt Orsted's life. 

But with Ais, Tiona, Tione, and Lefiya, she felt safe. 

It could benefit Orsted, too, aiding his Familia's recruitment.

"I knew it! His aura felt so soothing," Lefiya exclaimed, bouncing forward, her excitement uncontained.

"Ow, Lefiya, you stepped on my foot!" Tiona yelped.

"Sorry, Tiona!" Lefiya squeaked, flustered.

Riveria sighed, a fond smile tugging at her lips. 

"You four should connect with Orsted when you can. It'll be good for you."

"Eh?" the quartet chorused, blinking in unison.

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