"Who?"
Learning that someone wanted to target them, a trace of icy killing intent appeared in Ryuu's tone.
She was no longer the pure young girl who debated "justice" with Kaguya. Her hands were stained with the blood of countless people, and her mentality had long since changed.
The "justice" still existed in her heart, but she would not show mercy to her enemies. In a sense, she had also been influenced by Roy—once she identified someone as an enemy, she would eliminate them completely, annihilating their entire family!
Looking at Ryuu's small face filled with murderous aura, ready to destroy entire families at the drop of a hat, Roy really wanted to prove to others that the atmosphere in the Familia wasn't corrupted by him!
But his defense was so powerless. "I don't know yet. The time is probably during Monsterphilia in two days." Roy shook his head.
Roy was also observing Ryuu's reaction. If Cassandra had told Ryuu what she just said, the other party probably wouldn't have believed it. It seemed that having someone else relay the message would avoid the influence of the "prophetic dream's" cursed power.
Of course, personal factors also played a role.
Cassandra's completely unconfident and uncertain demeanor, constantly claiming she dreamed of something—this kind of confidence was truly hard to believe.
If she could change her image and present information with reason and evidence, even if others didn't believe it, they would at least consider it as a reference.
Ryuu's lips parted slightly. "What can I do?"
Roy replied, "Fight and protect!"
Ryuu nodded heavily. She had lost her Familia companions once before and would never repeat that mistake. When they encountered the Floor Boss Amphisbaena last time, she was willing to sacrifice herself to protect Roy and the others.
Knowing that something was about to happen, everyone reduced their outings. Daphne and Cassandra, who were originally scheduled to train in the Dungeon, stayed in the courtyard to practice their techniques.
Goddess Astraea was the same. Everyone could sense an atmosphere of impending storm.
As for why they didn't run away?
It was the same principle—if someone was plotting against them, they would come sooner or later. Were they never going to return to Orario? One can be a thief for a thousand days, but not guard against thieves for a thousand days.
Moreover, knowing that a disaster would occur during Monsterphilia, how could Goddess Astraea, who presided over "justice," stand idly by? One must know that even during the Great Feud, which was so dangerous, the Astraea Familia did not run away.
Now, with just an unconfirmed piece of intelligence, they wanted to scare them off? Impossible.
Roy searched through all the information in his mind but couldn't find this event in the original timeline. If it was a Dungeon rampage, there should have been some traces.
So he was certain someone was targeting them.
A ferocious smile appeared at the corners of Roy's mouth. In that case, on the day of Monsterphilia, he would make all of them die here, cleaning up all the demons and monsters!
Having made up his mind, Roy left Astraea Manor and came to the Loki Familia's residence—the Twilight Manor.
In fact, the residences of their two Familias were very close, both in the northernmost area of Orario, only separated by a main street.
Roy crossed North Main Street, and the Loki Familia's residence came into view. As one of the two strongest Familias in Orario, the Loki Familia had quite a large number of members—at least over a thousand.
So they directly purchased a large area, built numerous luxurious residences surrounding the main mansion like stars surrounding the moon, enclosed by towering walls.
Roy remembered he had come here before.
Unfortunately, the sign hanging at the entrance—"No admittance for idlers and dogs"—had kept him out. The guard at that time looked at him with disdain, tapping that sign with his finger, the meaning obvious.
Now looking at it, the entrance was empty; that sign had probably been thrown away.
"Justice Sprout?!"
When Roy approached the entrance of the Twilight Manor, the two guards jumped in fright, watching Roy vigilantly.
The "grudge" between "Justice Sprout" and their Familia was known throughout the entire Loki Familia. They subconsciously thought Roy had come to cause trouble.
Roy, who held the title of the strongest Level 3 adventurer—they didn't dare to be the slightest bit careless in their hearts.
Seeing that both guards were Level 2 adventurers, considered core combat power in other Familias, Roy could only sigh at the Loki Familia's profound foundation.
Roy showed a friendly smile. "I want to see Captain Finn. Could you do me this favor?"
The two guards exchanged glances. If it were an unknown character, they would have directly chased them away.
"Please let us go in and report!" One of the guards jogged toward the main mansion area.
Roy wasn't surprised by this. Others' respect was earned through one's own strength.
Two minutes later, that guard ran back, his expression respectful. "Justice Sprout, please enter!"
Roy followed this guard into the Loki Familia's residence, behaving honestly, not looking around or walking randomly. Although the Familia residence wasn't full of secrets everywhere, asking questions or walking around carelessly could easily arouse others' resentment.
This guard was also responsible for monitoring him.
Entering the living room of the main mansion, Roy finally saw the captain of the Loki Familia.
"Braver" Finn Deimne!
The most legendary Pallum of the era, a blonde pretty boy with blue eyes. The other party was only 119 centimeters tall, yet gave off a feeling of standing tall and upright.
Though he appeared youthful, Finn was actually 38 years old. The Falna was not enhancement but evolution—the body would continuously change in the direction of the divine. The higher the level, the corresponding increase in lifespan.
At Level 6, Finn could easily live two or three hundred years without issue. If he continued to level up later, this number would increase further.
Roy said, "Captain Finn, I've long heard of your great name."
Finn sat on the sofa, nodding lightly. "Recently, I've also often heard your name."
At this moment, Finn made a move that surprised Roy—he stood up and bowed. "There is one matter for which I must apologize to you. That sign at the entrance back then was a whim of our main god, without any malice."
Roy looked at Finn strangely. Scenes of the captain of the strongest Familia bowing to someone were rare, after all, it concerned the face of the entire Familia.
If Nalan Yanran had this kind of attitude, it wouldn't have escalated to "don't bully the young when they're poor." The martial world wasn't about fighting and killing, but about human relationships and social interactions.
"That matter is in the past."
Roy shook his head indifferently. To say he was extremely angry back then wasn't entirely true. Familias with worse attitudes than the Loki Familia were everywhere.
Moreover, the Loki Familia's sign wasn't specifically targeting him—high-level adventurers were also turned away. With Finn's attitude so clear, this matter was considered settled.
"Please sit."
Finn looked at Roy with great interest. From the moment Roy rose to prominence, he had been continuously paying attention. Defeating Hyacinthus at Level 2 while the opponent was Level 3—even he was deeply shocked by that battle, his blood boiling with excitement.
Now, meeting face-to-face, it seemed he understood Roy even further.
Roy sat on the sofa opposite Finn.
A trace of a smile hung on Finn's face. "Justice Sprout, so why have you come to find me?"