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

"Maybe that's just talent."

"Breakfast?"

"Yeah, let's go together."

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[ T / N : Last chapter Fron was speaking to Raul not Loki, updated it! ]

The dining hall of the mansion was as lively as ever, with everyone chatting and laughing while having breakfast. Fron and Raul walked side by side to the window and picked their favorite foods respectively.

Today's cook was Line Arshe, a human girl with glasses and braided hair, about the same age as Ais and Lefiya, around fifteen or sixteen.

Her level was Lv.2, and she was a healer.

Fron was no longer a newcomer and had gained a deeper understanding of professions. From his current perspective, he felt that some jobs couldn't be judged purely by level.

For example, a powerful rear-guard mage like Lefiya, even in the deep levels below the 50th floor, was worth several Lv.5 adventurers protecting her to let her unleash area-annihilation magic.

And healers even more so, like the [Dea Saintess], whose level was only Lv.2.

A healer, as long as they had healing magic, was worth being protected by high-end combat power.

"Is Line in charge of breakfast today?"

"Y-Yes, Mr. Fron. I… I can only do these kinds of things~."

"Uh, but don't belittle yourself too much. Everyone has their own roles. I'm sure there's a place that needs you. Do your best, okay?"

"Yes!"

"Yo, I didn't expect you to be so good with girls, impressive."

Tione tilted her head and teased Fron with a smile, then winked at Line, making the girl blush.

"Actually, that line was something someone said to me, and I'm just passing it on to someone who needs it, that's all."

"Do you have any plans today, Fron?"

Sitting as usual in the corner, chatting with Ottar.

"Going to Goibniu Familia to modify the basement. I mean, I'm a item maker now, right? I need a workshop."

"Eh eh eh? Mr. Fron became a item-maker??"

[ T/ N : I was a bit confused here, the raw meant magician, but item maker felt correct, hence used this. ]

Lefiya exclaimed in surprise, startling him.

"Uh, is that a problem, Lefiya? Rather than a item maker, I've just barely stepped in. High-level stuff like making staffs and magic stones, I can't do that yet!"

People who process magic-related items are called 'item-makers'.

Blacksmiths usually make weapons like knives, guns, swords, halberds, physical weapons without magical properties, and armors like light armor and plate armor.

In contrast, 'item makers' specialize in crafting items like staffs, scepters, cloaks, crystal balls, magic swords, magic stones, and ritual materials, gear for mages.

It's quite a rare profession.

You can tell just by looking at the city of Orario, there are only a handful of item makers in the whole city, and highly skilled ones are even rarer.

The most famous one is the witch Reno, owner of a shop called "The Witch's Hut" on Adventurer Street.

She is a high-level item makers from a Altena, and even the mages of Loki Familia, like Riveria and Lefiya, go there when they need to prepare or replace their magic staffs and stones.

And then there's another mysterious profession, 'curse users'.

They're the counterparts to 'item makers' and craft weapons called 'cursed tools'. Simply put, they make gear imbued with curses.

For example: "Incurable Curse," "Weakness Curse," "Fear Curse," "Madness Curse," etc.

One of the five holders of "Mystery" in Orario, Thanatos Familia member and Daedalus descendant Barca, is a rare 'curse user'.

"Th-That's still amazing, Mr. Fron."

"I told you, drop the 'Mr.' part, Lefiya."

"Mm…"

"Fron, thank you."

"_–?"

Finally getting the chance, Ais thanked him with a very serious expression.

"Why are you saying that?"

"Hehehe, you don't know, do you, Fron? Ais has been stuck at Lv.5 for almost three years, with barely any stat growth. But now, with your magic equipment, she's finally getting stronger again."

"Yes, that's right."

"..."

"The [Suppressing Bracer] is just a tool. The reason you're getting stronger is, first, because you have the potential, and second, because you work hard enough. On the other hand, even if I gave it to an average adventurer, do you think they could endure such terrifying gravity?"

"Everyone is a different individual, that's what it means."

Fron smiled, then buried his head into his breakfast.

Each of these girls had tragic pasts to varying degrees. From a modern perspective, they might even be considered as having psychological trauma.

As a senior, comforting and guiding juniors was a duty.

Most importantly, because they're beautiful girls! (1st declaration)

If they were muscular old dudes or something, sorry.

After breakfast, everyone left together.

"Fron, you're going to Goibniu Familia, right? We're heading the same way."

"Oh right, you guys had your weapons maintained there."

"Hehehe, my big twin blades and Ais' Desperate were just delivered there yesterday. The blacksmiths said the wear wasn't too bad, so we can pick them up today."

"Alright, let's go together. I'd like to see their craftsmanship too, might even learn something."

When it came to the thirst for knowledge, Fron always placed it first.

Whether it was the combat training through dungeon exploration, or magical study tucked away in the library, it was all for the sake of that.

...

Thinking about the weaknesses in his combat style he noticed in the dungeon yesterday, Fron squinted.

"Magic swords, huh. As a backup, they're not bad. But ultimately, they're external tools."

"It's time to ask Riveria to teach me parallel chanting."

[Goibniu Familia], a blacksmith familia involved in making and maintaining weapons, armor, and other crafting.

Though much smaller in scale than the [Hephaestus] Familia, which is also a blacksmith faction, their equipment's performance was said to be on par.

And unlike the big [Hephaestus] Familia that handled general sales, Goibniu Familia mostly worked on commission.

To put it plainly, they did [custom exclusive orders].

Of course, as a god presiding over [construction], Goibniu Familia also took on other projects beyond forging, such as construction and renovation of buildings. Both their speed and quality were top-notch.

The familia members all inherited "excellent techniques" from their gods, and saying their work wasn't perfect would be a lie.

The headquarters of [Goibniu Familia] was very unassuming, located deep in a rather shabby alley.

Still, they had the familia crest sign out front, three hammers crossed together.

"Anyone here?"

The service here was nothing like the potion-making Familia's run by Dian Cecht or Miach. At the very least, there was no poster girl to greet them.

Maybe that was the hallmark of blacksmith Familia's? After all, this familia was full of burly men.

Ais gave a slightly stiff smile to the clearly disappointed Fron, while Tiona walked in casually with her arms behind her head.