Multiverse Adventure – My Journey Begins in Danmachi 40

Multiverse Adventure – My Journey Begins in Danmachi 40

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Edited by: Tiny Fan Fiction

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Chapter 40 floor’s boss and the blonde Elf

“Umm, Riveria, can I…?”

Before Noah could finish speaking, Riveria cut him off with a series of 3 swift punches, BAM!

BAM!

BAM!

“No way! Absolutely not! Don’t even think about it!”

Riveria’s eyebrows were furrowed, and her Emerald Eyes blazed with an intensity of anger and severity that surpassed anything before.

“You think you can take on the floor boss on your first expedition into the Dungeon?! That’s just reckless and irresponsible!!”

The Goliath that appeared on the 17th floor had the strength of a level 4…although that was the case, with its monstrous Giant Strength, massive Body Type, and regenerative abilities, it was still a formidable foe that would require multiple level 4 adventurers to take down.

Even considering his abilities, Noah might be able to handle the Goliath.

But it must be emphasized again!

This is the Dungeon!

The greatest danger is the unknown!

Whether it’s the floor boss’s premature spawn or the appearance of an unexpected, powered-up Goliath, anything is possible.

Even with only a one-in-ten-thousand chance, if something unexpected were to happen now, Riveria’s Fundamental Magic, which only has long-range magic as her means of offense, wouldn’t be able to provide timely backup.

So, she wouldn’t allow it!

Her stern warning echoed through the cave, lingering for a long time, BOOM!

Even Ais, who was only affected by the shockwave, began to tremble all over.

She couldn’t imagine what it would be like to be on the receiving end of Riveria’s wrath, and she didn’t dare to think about it.

But when Ais turned her head to look at Noah, her eyes widened in surprise.

In contrast to Riveria’s furious outburst, Noah seemed unusually calm, and the intense aura he had built up during their intense battle seemed to have dissipated completely.

“Riveria, I think I can take it on!”

His deep blue eyes were like a calm, moonlit pool, yet they shone with a strong determination.

Moreover, Ais saw a smile on Noah’s face.

Yes, a smile.

It was an expression that Ais had never seen on Noah’s face in the half-month they had known each other.

The smile on Noah’s face, though captivating, sent a chill down Ais’s spine, like a cold electric current, ZZZT!

It was as if she was standing in the midst of a bitter winter wind, and Ais couldn’t help but shiver.

Because Ais understood, and perhaps she was the only one who could, the meaning behind that smile.

It was the excitement of encountering a powerful Enemy, the thrill of anticipating an intense battle, and the exhilarating smile that came with it.

To an outsider, Noah and herself were alike, both being Battle maniacs.

This was one thing that Ais was well aware of, without needing anyone to tell her.

But as some artists would say, horses are the hardest to draw, while Spirits are the easiest.

This was because people rarely saw a true Spirit, but they could always see horses, and thus notice the difference between a horse’s portrait and a real horse.

For Ais, the gap between herself and Noah was like the difference between a horse’s portrait and a real horse.

Although they seemed extremely similar, there was an absolute, undeniable difference between them.

The smile on Noah’s face at that moment was the most convincing evidence…

Unlike herself, who was driven by hatred and forced to suppress her fear of Monsters and pain to fight, Noah was different.

Noah was enjoying the battle, reveling in the fight, and immersing his body, mind, and soul in it.

He yearned for battle so much that he hadn’t smiled in over ten days, when he couldn’t fight…

Why?

Why could you take pleasure in battle?

Battle meant facing terrifying Monsters, suffering painful injuries, and possibly dying forever, didn’t it?

Why would you like battle?!

Ais’s hidden weakness was exposed, as she keenly felt the gap between herself and Noah.

The Swordsman facade she had built over the past year crumbled, and she realized she was just a weak, powerless girl.

The shock was dizzying, making her feel like her consciousness and body were about to split apart.

To counter the suffocating anxiety, Ais had to bite her lip, and a sweet, metallic taste spread in her mouth.

It wasn’t just Ais who was intimidated by Noah’s smile, but also Riveria.

“Noah, you…”

Even if she couldn’t quite grasp the shiver that ran down her spine, Riveria knew she might not be able to stop Noah from advancing.

“Riveria, if I don’t fight, I’ll probably lose sleep even if I go back… I’ll win, absolutely!”

This guy was indeed different from Ais; he always knew what he needed.

His will and determination wouldn’t waver, no matter what anyone said.

Treating him like a junior to care for was probably the biggest mistake of my life.

“…Seriously, you’re always getting me into trouble!”

Riveria took off her backpack and tossed it aside, gripping her staff as she stretched her shoulders, glaring at Noah with a scowl.

“It’s settled then – whether you win or lose, when we get back, I’ll double your training! And if you dare complain, I’ll knock you dead! Got it?”

Despite her tough exterior, Noah couldn’t help but smile from the heart, seeing the green-haired Elf who had decided to support him.

He pulled out the potion Riveria had given him earlier and downed it in one gulp, scrunching up his face.

Unaware of Ais’s strange gaze, he turned and stepped into the grand hall of the 17th floor.

Although the hall was vast and spacious, a stark contrast to the narrow cave they had just left, Noah felt a chill run down his spine.

A strong sense of being an unwelcome guest, of trespassing on forbidden ground, welled up in his heart.

Noah had experienced this feeling before… during a mission to defeat a monster lurking in the depths of a lake.

Compared to the vibrant, thriving ocean, entering the silent lake had always given him a creepy feeling, as if he was being watched by countless unseen eyes.

So, it was not the subsequent battle that had left a lasting impression on him, but the oppressive feeling that had flooded his heart the moment he entered the still, dead lake.

Fortunately, this time, his ‘Master’ didn’t keep him waiting for long.

A faint “Creak” echoed through the hall, and a crack like lightning appeared on the massive white crystal wall.

The cracking sound accelerated, becoming more urgent, like the rumble of thunder before a storm, and finally erupted into a Thunderous Roar that shook the earth, making his eardrums ache – BOOM!

“ROAR!!!”

Accompanied by the deafening roar, a gigantic Giant emerged, its scarlet eyes looking down at Noah from above.

“…It’s so loud.”

Although a smile still lingered on his face, Noah’s azure eyes had become as clear as a winter sky.

All emotions, whether excitement or fear, had completely vanished from his eyes.

Only a pure, crystalline Intent to Kill remained, so pure it seemed almost sacred.

“……So, I’ll kill you!”

With a clear, piercing sword cry that cut through the chaos, a flash of cold light appeared in the hall – SWOOSH!

Meanwhile, in the long, winding tunnel connecting the 18th floor to the 17th, a party of 11 girls, all around the same age, was slowly making their way up.

The blonde, masked Elf at the forefront was engaged in a heated argument with her companions.

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