Chapter 118

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Orario.

- "Hey, look, who's that?" A girl dressed in light armor, with a spear in her hand, asked.

- "The New Familia. The one with the horns is the goddess and the man is the captain." answered the man, but with a sword.

- "They are so beautiful... Are you sure they are not all gods?"

- "I'm sure, now let's go. You're the one who wanted new armor."

- "Yes, I did."

I sighed tiredly and rubbed my temples, walking toward the Tower of Babel while Tia caressed my shoulder, as did Morgan. And the afternoon sun shone brightly in the sky without a single cloud.

It had been like this for three days now, ever since we'd arrived here. This world wasn't much different from the last, with a couple of exceptions. The same swords, gods, and other such fantastical tinsel. The city we were in was called 'Orario, City of Labyrinths', and the 'Tower of Babel' was a very tall tower located in its center.

This is where the gods interact more with mortals. As it was explained to me, at one point they descended from their world here to the lower world because they got bored. They can't use their powers, what is called here 'Arcanum', lest they harm mortals, and if this rule is broken, the gods will simply return back to the upper world.

Intriguingly, they can give mortals 'Falna', a blessing that increases powers and abilities. 'Familia', however, is essentially a group under the command of that particular god who gave that very 'Falna'.

What is the purpose of all this? Obviously to fight monsters. And where are the monsters? In the Dungeon, a complex of labyrinths located beneath the Tower of Babel. And that's where the fun begins.

Imagine a typical RPG video game with adventurers, a proper guild, loot from monsters and then selling it. And that's exactly what is at the core here. You go to the Dungeon, kill monsters, collect crystals or whatever, take them out, sell them to someone, get 'Valis', the local currency, and live off it. And then you do it all over again. That's the basis of this world.

In short, it's about as dumb as it can get. There's even a freaking level and 'Status' tie-in. I mean, the damn video game mechanics are woven into the NOT video game world. It's like throwing a certain blue-eyed blond ninja into a world of talking magical ponies. Can we do that? Yeah. What's the point? I just wanted to, and no one asked for your opinion. It's completely unbearable. I'm done talking.

Although no, I'm constantly being watched by someone from the top floors of the Tower of Babel, and it strongly resembled the look Rizevim was sending me.

- "Oh? You look annoyed, husband. Still can't get over the ridiculousness of this world? Somehow the 'protagonist' situation didn't bother you." Morgan said snidely.

- "It made sense, because up to a certain point the world just stood still and did nothing. I'd even say that the world itself inscribed Issei to make itself move. That would explain Alaya's presence in this particular form," I replied, "Besides, doesn't it piss you off? Doesn't stupidity annoy everyone in general, no matter what race they are?"

- "Uh-huh. We're here, away from the distractions of our relationship. And I'm perfectly fine with that, aren't you, Beast II?" Morgan asked, to which I rolled my eyes and Tia nodded her head.

This time Zelretch had said that the Beast's presence wouldn't affect the world in any way, nor would it force it to start dealing with a possible threat. So, it was no problem to just take her along without wasting energy on preparation. Morgan had tagged along simply because she wanted to, and it was impossible to refuse her voluntary request, of course.

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