When Roy saw Remmel again, the unfortunate Guild employee looked utterly haggard, his face gaunt and lifeless.
The moment he spotted Roy, Remmel's exhausted expression lit up as if he had just seen his savior.
Over the past few days, at least seventy or eighty gods had come to inquire about Roy. To make matters worse, gods possessed the ability to discern lies, making it extremely difficult for Remmel to brush them off. Dealing with each god took several hours.
Guild Master Royman Mardeel, who hated trouble, had simply dumped the entire issue on Remmel, constantly urging him to hurry up and finish updating Roy's adventurer information.
Pressure from both inside and outside had driven Remmel to the brink of a mental breakdown.
When he heard that Roy was finally going to update his adventurer profile, Remmel nearly burst into tears. He moved at lightning speed, pulling out the documents and placing them in front of Roy.
Roy filled out the information. It wasn't complicated—
what monsters he had defeated at Lv.1, how deep he had gone into the Dungeon, and the date he had advanced to Lv.2…
"Done."
A short while later, Roy handed the papers back.
Remmel accepted them. The Guild didn't blindly trust an adventurer's claims—if any irregularities were found, an investigation would be launched, sometimes even involving direct interviews within the adventurer's Familia.
With gods able to detect lies, falsifying information was simply impossible.
Remmel flipped open Roy's profile to check it. His gaze was instantly locked onto a certain conspicuous number. He rubbed his eyes again and again, only to realize he wasn't mistaken.
His voice trembled as he asked,
"Mr. Roy… are you absolutely certain this is correct?"
Roy smiled and nodded.
Remmel felt as though his brain had completely shut down.
"I'll leave the rest to you. If there's a problem, come find me at the Garden of the Stars," Roy said as he turned to leave.
"W-Wait…"
Remmel tried to stop him with a pitiful expression, but the next moment, he was surrounded by gods who had been lying in wait. He could only watch helplessly as Roy disappeared.
Inside the Guild Hall, many gods had been staking the place out. The moment they heard Roy was updating his adventurer information, they pricked up their ears, unwilling to miss a single word.
As soon as Roy left, the gods rushed forward, scrambling to seize the documents from Remmel's hands.
"Hurry up and give me little Roy's profile! My naming instincts are starving!"
"Out of the way! I have to see it first!"
"If we're fighting, then fight—but who touched my pants?!"
Seven or eight gods abandoned all dignity, wrestling over the papers and even coming to blows.
The surrounding Familia members quietly retreated, pretending they didn't know those utterly disgraceful gods.
After a grueling, king-of-the-ring-style struggle, none of the gods could overpower the others. In the end, they were forced to look at the document together.
[Became an adventurer on June 9.
Advanced to Lv.2 on June 25.
Total time: 17 days.]
"Pff—!"
The moment they saw the numbers, the gods collectively sprayed saliva everywhere.
The nearby adventurers suffered the consequences, getting splattered with disgusting spit. Gods with their divine power sealed had no miraculous effects left—just ordinary saliva.
As expected, the gods charged toward the Garden of the Stars like cavalry on the attack. They found it hard to believe that Lady Astraea, the goddess of justice, would secretly use divine power for Roy.
But seventeen days from Lv.1 to Lv.2 was simply too outrageous.
Ais Wallenstein of the Loki Familia had taken a full year to reach Lv.2, breaking historical records and shocking all of Orario—indeed, the entire world.
Roy's seventeen days didn't just surpass Ais Wallenstein's record—it utterly crushed it.
Combined with the destruction of the Astraea Familia, the gods had reason to suspect that Lady Astraea's emotional state was unstable, and that she might have secretly used divine power to enhance Roy's potential.
However, after meeting Lady Astraea and Roy and speaking with them at length, the gods were left deeply disappointed.
Every word the two spoke was more genuine than pure gold.
Soon after, ecstatic joy spread across the gods' faces.
This had to be the result of an ultra-rare skill, a miracle of the Lower World—only something like that could produce such a leveling speed.
The gods' gazes burned as they looked at Roy.
Faced with their endless attempts to tempt and guide him into revealing the secret behind his growth, Roy remained tight-lipped, responding only with a polite smile.
The news spread rapidly throughout Orario.
The fastest level-up speed in history.
A super rookie of the Astraea Familia.
Seventeen days from Lv.1 to Lv.2—a genuine monster.
The city was thrown into an uproar.
Every adventurer couldn't help but gasp in shock, deeply shaken by such inhuman speed.
A small number of jealous individuals stubbornly insisted that Roy must have hidden his status, accumulated his abilities over several years, then revealed them all at once to advance to Lv.2.
Most people dismissed such claims as a joke. Information confirmed by the gods could not be false.
Those people were simply driven by envy.
But even for ordinary adventurers, it felt as though their very convictions had been shattered. Years of hard work without reaching Lv.2, only to be overtaken in seventeen days by a single boy—such a crushing psychological gap was enough to break anyone.
Perhaps the calmest reaction came from the Loki Familia.
The three executives had already investigated Roy's background. Through information verified with the Ganesha Familia, they confirmed that when Roy entered the city a month earlier, he had possessed no blessing at all.
So when they heard a week ago that Roy had advanced to Lv.2, they had already sensed something extraordinary.
Aside from the three executives, the rest of the Loki Familia reacted far more intensely—especially Loki herself.
When the flat-chested goddess with crimson hair learned that Roy had nearly joined her Familia, only to be turned away by the sign at the entrance, she ground her teeth in regret, her heart practically bleeding.
"Bete, this is all your fault!" Loki snapped, glaring at the werewolf of her Familia.
The prideful werewolf wasn't about to indulge her, even if she was a goddess. He roared back,
"How the hell is that my problem?! Push me and I'll kill you!"
With that, Bete stormed out of the Twilight Manor.
"Bete, where are you going?" someone called.
"For a walk!"
...
The people in the hall exchanged knowing looks and smiled.
He was almost certainly heading to the Dungeon to train. That super rookie who had nearly joined them was far too terrifying—if they didn't hurry, they'd be surpassed in no time.
Having confirmed that Roy wasn't one of their own, Loki's attitude did a complete one-eighty.
Grinding her teeth, she said,
"Damn it. I'm going to see for myself just what kind of monster you are. Leveling faster than my Ais-tan…"
With that, Loki also rushed out in a flurry. The other members of the Loki Familia were already used to her impulsive behavior.
Seated on a sofa was a blonde-haired girl of breathtaking beauty, her appearance rivaling that of a goddess. Her features were exquisitely refined, her skin smooth and lustrous like the finest ivory. Though still young, she already showed the makings of a beauty capable of toppling nations.
Her doll-like face remained expressionless—
yet upon hearing that someone had reached Lv.2 in even less time than she had, a faint trace of curiosity flickered within her golden eyes.