Dungeon ni Deai o Motomeru no wa Machigatte Iru Darou ka Volume 6

Prologue

Weak moonlight filtered through the thin clouds that covered the night sky.

With the exception of a few stars twinkling here and there, the dark void overhead felt vast enough to

draw earth-dwelling onlookers into its depths.

Most people were already asleep at this late hour.

Toward the middle of the city, the taverns were alive with the sounds of adventurers. However, in this

dim residential area they sounded distant.

One girl kept to the shadows as she made her way into one of the buildings on her way to meet with a

god.

"Please, Lord Soma. Allow Lilly to leave this Familia..." Her voice quivered as she pled.

Lilly's body was hidden by a threadbare robe as she kneeled in front of him, her head bent low. Her

round chestnut-colored eyes focused on one spot on the floor.

The deity she was talking to sat quietly in the corner of the room, holding his knees up against his

chest.

A cloud shifted in the night sky, flooding the room with moonlight through the open window. The light

illuminated a series of shelves lining one side of the room. They held numerous potted plants as well as

several bottles of clear liquor. The two figures sat in the private quarters of the home of Soma Familia's

god.

Lilly had come here to ask Soma directly for permission to leave the Familia.

This was all so that she could be released from the curse of Soma Familia-so that she could stand

next to Bell and the others with pride. She had seen her chance and seized the opportunity for a personal

audience with Soma himself.

Leaving a Familia-which entailed the rewriting of the Falna that even then was carved upon her back

-required the permission of her god, Soma.

"Lilly knows that this comes without warning, and she apologizes for that and for every other offense

she has committed. But please, Lilly begs for your mercy..."

She did not make eye contact or even raise her head.

The girl's small, quivering shoulders indicated just how much fear of her god still remained within

her. Lilly couldn't wipe away the memories of Soma's wine, how it twisted her, overpowered her. The

one who created it was sitting in the corner of the room.

But the deity did not respond.

He looked like a young man of average height. His body and limbs were slender and almost delicate in

appearance. He wore a loose-fitting robe, the sleeves and hem dirty with soil.

Soma sat in the corner, looking at the wall and muttering to himself. "Operational regulation...

Penalty...My passion, my reason..."

Soma's long, unkempt hair partially hid his downtrodden face. He seemed to be shrouded in a miasma

of depression and despair.

He did not stir, keeping his back to Lilly.

A new voice not belonging to Lilly or Soma filled the room. "Lord Soma is very busy right now. But