Is It Wrong For Me To Start With Three Skills In Danmachi ?!

"Maybe... I should forge a few magic swords as backups?"

That thought flashed through his mind as he dove back into battle once more.

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"Every time I come out of the dungeon, I feel an exhilarating sense of having narrowly escaped death."

Two raggedly dressed figures emerged from the entrance of Babel Tower, sighing under the blood-red setting sun.

"Ah, I don't know what the dungeon was thinking today. The senior's words were all hard-earned lessons. If we didn't have an 'Elixir', we'd be done for."

After two intense monster waves, Fron stopped conserving his mental strength, he went all out!

In less than 15 minutes, all enemies were annihilated.

For someone overpowered, it was just another day.

His extraordinary stats before reaching Lv.1, plus the full attributes of Lv.2 class C rank, even without using magic, he could easily rival a Lv.3 rank class G adventurer.

Of course, that's assuming the enemies are basic super-soldiers.

If he activated the magic enhanced by "Scholar," Fron would still be a top-tier force within Lv.3.

Although he didn't know the exact numbers, his research suggested that after attribute sublimation, there's a multiplier involved.

For example: if a Lv.3 adventurer leveled up consistently around the 700-point B rank, then their total rough attribute score should look like this:

700a + 700b + 700c.

Let's assume a = 1, b = 2, c = 3.

So the total capability value would be:

700 + 1400 + 2100 = 4200.

That's about the total for a Lv.3 class B rank 700-point adventurer.

And for Fron, with his extraordinary stats?

1999a + 600b = 3200.

Add to that the all-stats-boosting auxiliary magic [Surtur], matching 4200 shouldn't be a problem.

That's why he could go full hack-and-slash surrounded by over a hundred monsters on the 13th floor.

"You really talk like someone who's not footing the bill, bastard. Do you know how much an 'Elixir' costs? 500,000 valis! That's half a million of my medical expenses!!!"

"Even in the middle floors, with our efficiency, it's questionable if we can break even in a day, and that's not even counting equipment wear and tear, and other potion costs… damn!"

Fron still felt a sting in his heart, like the whole day's effort had gone to waste.

"Come on, you can't think of it like that. Not only did we make a decent haul today, but attribute growth from this kind of high-pressure combat should be pretty good, right? Maybe I'll level up soon, and then exploring the middle floors will be a piece of cake."

"..."

Fron had no retort. If Welf leveled up to Lv.2, then the two of them could easily handle not just the 13th floor, but even deeper levels.

"Forget it, let's just head to the Babel facilities and exchange these magic stones."

"Same deal with drop items?"

"Yeah, fifty-fifty."

The two smiths thus made a harmonious , if somewhat shady, agreement.

Having a trade is great. They could immediately turn materials into gear and resell them, improving value far beyond just raw components.

They split the tasks and quickly wrapped up the post-dungeon work.

"Total haul: 220,000 valis. That's 110,000 each. As expected of the middle floors, and that was just the 13th floor."

Welf weighed the pouch of coins in his hand and sighed in admiration: "No wonder all those high-level adventurers are never short on money."

"..."

Fron didn't dare chime in. High-level adventurers never short on money???

Look at the front-liners in our Familia, which of them is actually wealthy? Forget potion costs for each dungeon run, their equipment needs maintenance too, right?

Every time they return, their blades are nicked and worn to hell.

Take first-rate adventurer gear as an example: maintenance alone costs several million valis each time, starting minimum.

All in all, each expedition easily burns through over 10 million valis. If they don't bring back high-value loot, there's no way they're breaking even.

Even Ais or Tiona are pretty strapped for cash. If they have a few million valis on them, that's already the upper limit.

Relatively speaking, no matter how broke they are, they're still richer than average adventurers.

Of course, Riveria doesn't count.

"If we hadn't used up that one Elixir, this trip would've been pure profit."

"Yeah, say, should we look for another party member? With the middle floors' spawn rate and monster density, even if you're strong, Fron, it's still a bit much, right?"

Fron rubbed his chin, seriously considering the suggestion.

"Let's see how it goes. It'd be better if we find someone. But, you know what kind of adventurers are out there."

"Yeah…"

"All right, let's think about that later. I'm heading off."

"Ah, I'll take my leave too."

Carrying a large pack, Fron followed the signs to Northwest Avenue.

[Blue Pharmacy], a shop run by a healing and medical-type Familia: [Miach Familia].

It's said that the god Miach and that god Dian Cecht don't get along at all. Fron was thinking whether to split the drop item profits 50/50 from this request.

Even if he subconsciously didn't like that god Dian Cecht, Amid was cute!

"Welcome to [Blue Pharmacy]! Can I help you with anything?"

Naaza Erisuis, a canine-eared young lady , her heart belonged to her god, Miach.

"Hmm, Naaza. Do we have a customer?"

"Yes, Lord Miach."

Fron stepped inside. The cramped shop was fully visible at a glance.

Directly across from the entrance was a small counter. Behind it, space was tight and packed with supplies.

Behind the counter stood a long blue-haired man, as elegant as a noble, wearing a gentle, refined smile.

Although his plain robe didn't match his graceful appearance at all.

"Hello, Miss Naaza, Lord Miach."

"I'm a member of the Loki Familia. I took the adventurer commission you posted."

"The request was for collecting 'Blue Papilio Wings' and 'Purple Moth Powder', right?"

"Loki Familia?"

Naaza and Miach exchanged surprised glances.

They knew their reward wasn't high, Miach was known for giving out free potions to new adventurers.

On good days, he'd even hand out "Advanced Healing Potions", so yes, they were basically broke.

Of course, Fron knew all too well the plight of these deities: Hestia, Takemikazuchi, Miach.

Each one poorer than the last.

"Ah, I'm just a newbie adventurer. This has nothing to do with the Familia. I just picked up some easy commissions and completed them while exploring the dungeon. Isn't that pretty normal?"

"I see, that makes sense. Then please allow me to verify the materials."

"Sure."

Fron opened his backpack without hesitation and took out the requested materials.

"Blue Papilio Wings , great condition. There are 20 pairs, 5,000 valis each."

"Purple Moth Powder , 7,500 valis per gram. You have 21 grams."

"The total is 257,500 valis. Please wait a moment."

Naaza confirmed the materials, then went to retrieve the payment.

Miach curiously eyed the battered and ragged Fron.

"Child, did you just return from the dungeon? You're looking a little rough."

Fron scratched his nose awkwardly and chuckled: "Ah, no idea what got into the dungeon today. Just my bad luck, I guess."

"You've got a good attitude. Honestly, I haven't seen you at Orario before."

"Ah, I only recently arrived in Orario. It makes sense you don't recognize me, Lord Miach."

"Ah, that explains it."

"By the way, would you like to buy some of our elixirs? I usually give a discount to new adventurers!"

Here it comes , the legendary [Miach's Mercy] has been activated!

"Um, do you happen to have any elixirs that restore both health and stamina?"

Miach froze, and Naaza's hand paused mid-motion.

Fron noticed both of their reactions, jackpot.

"You've really asked the right person. Naaza just developed a dual-recovery elixir, it's our secret formula. Not even on the market yet."

"That's great! Do you have any in stock? I need 10."

"Hiss, "

Naaza sucked in a sharp breath, thinking: This is a big spender…