Crackle! Crackle!
Ryuu's small, jade-white hands emerged with golden thunder, crackling and popping, molding the thunder into various shapes like playdough.
This was Roy's magic—Lord of Thunder. Now under the contract, she could also use it.
Ryuu played with the golden thunder in her hands, her pretty little face filled with wonder. This magic's greatest characteristic was chantless casting and constantly changing forms.
Longsword, axe, shield, creating doppelgangers—truly infinitely useful.
Although she wouldn't feel jealous, the existence of such magic in the world truly made one exclaim it a miracle.
And Diving: Protection of the Spirits, Dimensional: Severance.
Ryuu's mood was complex. If not exposed before Lady Riveria, how could she have learned these two magics with extremely strong defense and wide applicability?
Huge risks accompanied by huge rewards!
"Are you still going to the secret realm tomorrow?" Ryuu looked at Roy. She knew that during his "disappearance" times, he ran to those strange secret realms to hunt monsters.
"Rest for a day." Roy shook his head. Level 3 and above targets weren't easy to deal with. Walk by the river often and your shoes will get wet—without sufficient preparation, he could even be counter-killed.
Having obtained the Synchronization Contract, he actually wasn't too worried about the Ikelos Familia's threat anymore.
The Ikelos Familia only had one Level 5 adventurer—their captain Dix Perdix.
While they had two Level 5 adventurers!
Even during contract activation, with Ryuu's full ability values dropping 30%, making her bottom-tier among peers in numerical terms, she was still the noble Level 5, wouldn't drop to Level 4. Against adventurers below that rank, it was dimensional suppression—merely changing from one-shot kills to three-shot kills.
Roy asked, "Is there something?"
Ryuu nodded, "Going to the Goibniu Familia to custom order equipment. Also making a set for you."
Hearing this, Roy understood.
The Goibniu Familia—a Familia that forged weapons. Their fame and scale were far below the Hephaestus Familia, but their equipment performance was on par.
The main difference between the two Familias was that the Hephaestus Familia would forge large quantities of finished products, storing them in weapon shops throughout Orario for sale.
While the Goibniu Familia only began forging after receiving adventurer commissions.
That is, specialized customization.
With the same service, their prices were even slightly lower than the Hephaestus Familia.
Therefore, among high-level adventurer circles, the Goibniu Familia was actually more highly regarded.
For example, the elite executives of the Loki Familia almost all used equipment forged by the Goibniu Familia, while lower and middle-level members used Hephaestus Familia products.
The next day.
Roy, Ryuu, Daphne, and Cassandra arrived at the Goibniu Familia's territory. A wave of heat assaulted them, crisp and dense blacksmithing sounds ringing out.
Blacksmith workshops covered this area.
The surrounding blacksmiths were mostly dwarves, their Strength attribute far surpassing adventurers of other races.
Ryuu was used to it.
Daphne and Cassandra showed hard-to-suppress excitement on their faces. Custom weapons included their share too, all expenses paid by Familia finances.
The Astraea Familia was very similar to the Loki Familia—both had family-style Familia relationships.
After Daphne and Cassandra converted the magic stone fragments obtained in the Dungeon into valis, most was handed over, leaving only small amounts of pocket money. When lacking money, they would ask Mama Astraea for it.
So although this custom equipment's cost was high, no one would have objections.
Roy and the others entered different rooms.
Since it was custom equipment, these blacksmiths' standards were strict to the point of being somewhat harsh.
They wouldn't accept body data provided by adventurers—must personally come to measure body dimensions. This was why Ryuu had to drag Roy over.
Of course, females would have females measure their bodies.
The Goibniu Familia also had female members. Female dwarves had broad backs and strong waists, their presence completely unweaker than males.
Measurement complete, all monster materials accumulated by the Astraea Familia up to now were handed over to the Goibniu Familia blacksmiths. Afterward, simply wait.
Ryuu brought Daphne and Cassandra back to the Stardust Garden, but Roy didn't leave immediately.
Roy came before a thin, elderly man. "Lord Goibniu, I've long heard your great name."
This elderly man was bare-chested. Although thin, his body was all muscle—no different from other blacksmiths. His entire body was covered in soot, only the divine presence he emanated showing he was a God.
Without the arrogance of a God, working in this workshop like an ordinary blacksmith.
Lord Goibniu glanced at Roy, "Sprout of Justice. Lately I've heard your name so much my ears are about to grow calluses. What business do you have with me?"
The fastest leveling adventurer in history—Lord Goibniu's eyes also held a trace of appreciation.
Gods liked humans who could create great deeds, and Lord Goibniu was no exception. His own forged weapons being able to help these people was the meaning of his descent to the lower world.
"I don't dare accept such praise."
Roy said modestly, placing the Oni King's Armor before the other. "Lord Goibniu, can you take a look at this equipment?"
Hearing this, Lord Goibniu saw the Oni King's Armor. With just one glance, he could no longer shift his eyes away.
Taking it from Roy's hands, Lord Goibniu carefully examined it, tapping here and there, his brows furrowing tighter and tighter.
Lord Goibniu said, "This breastplate was forged from some monster's torso bones, enhancing ability values through blood absorption. Every use isn't pleasant, right?"
Roy gave Lord Goibniu a thumbs up. Impressive—a God's eyesight was no joke.
"Do you see any way to improve it?"
Roy said, the human body only had four to five thousand milliliters of blood. This thing would randomly draw a thousand milliliters from him. Activating it continuously several times, he was afraid he would be sucked into a dried human.
Lord Goibniu shook his head decisively, "No. This breastplate was forged extremely perfectly."
Speaking, a trace of anger appeared on Lord Goibniu's face. Just which fellow made this?
This breastplate didn't look like it was forged at all, but rather created by some power.
So it could be called "perfect"—like a seamless jigsaw puzzle. Adding one piece or removing one piece wouldn't work, directly stuck there.
But where in the world was there so-called "perfection"?
In Lord Goibniu's view, this equipment was simply an insult to the blacksmith profession!
Lord Goibniu could forge equipment of higher grade than the Oni King's Armor, but he would never forge equipment like the Oni King's Armor that appeared "perfect."
Perfection meant limit, reaching the end point. This equipment had no possibility of improvement anymore.
A trace of disappointment appeared on Roy's face.
Lord Goibniu played with the Oni King's Armor, but those deep eyes grew brighter and brighter. "Don't rush, little fellow. I only said it can't be improved, didn't say it can't be 'degraded.'"
Roy perked up, "What do you mean?"
"I'll take this job!"
At this moment, Lord Goibniu got a trace of wicked humor. He wanted to make this equipment "imperfect," fiercely slapping the face of whoever created this equipment.