You think the wear-and-tear from hacking a Almiraj is the same as slashing at a Goliath?
In intense battles, a single weapon isn't enough for top-tier adventurers, unless they use weapons with the "Indestructible" property, sacrificing attack power.
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Then, there are magic swords.
As a price for easily gaining immense power, magic swords shatter once their magical energy is depleted, in other words, they are consumables.
However, even the smallest dagger-type magic sword starts at a price of one million vali. The more powerful longsword or great axe types are exorbitantly expensive.
For example, the magic swords forged by Tsubaki can easily threaten a first-tier adventurer. Don't even think about getting one of those for less than tens of millions.
Next are potions. Not high-level healing or mind recovery potions, but let's talk about elixirs, one elixir, when sold by the Dian Cecht Familia, is priced at 500,000 vali.
The elixirs prepared for expeditions are usually bought in bulk.
Weapons, equipment, potions, the total cost can easily reach several hundred million vali without breaking a sweat.
As for other things like food, camping gear, and magic items, those aren't even included in the calculation.
That's about it.
So... upon returning, you need to at least obtain drop items and magic stones worth selling for that much just to break even.
This doesn't even account for the time and effort spent on the expedition.
There might even be casualties, and the cost of treating them afterward could be enormous...
"By the way, Fron. Can you forge magic swords now?"
Remembering they had a high-level blacksmith in the familia, Finn asked on a whim.
Fron, still being passively clung to on both sides, twitched the corner of his mouth:
"I haven't tried yet, I haven't had the time. I'll head to the workshop and give it a go in the next few days."
"Well, let's skip it for this expedition, we're still just warming up anyway."
Fron himself was looking forward to forging magic swords.
Though he didn't have the boost from elf blood, so the magic swords he made wouldn't match up to [Crozzo's Magic Swords] in power, he had skills!
"[Scholar]": Greatly increases power when using magic swords or magic tools.
Even an ordinary magic sword could put on quite a flashy display in Fron's hands.
"Alright, that's everything. Go get ready!"
"Oh right, let me remind you all, don't bring any of Fron's magic items on the 'expedition,' alright? Don't forget!"
Everyone suddenly tensed up, then looked down at the magic items on their wrists.
No wonder these Lv.5 first-tier adventurers were called monsters.
It's only been a few months, and they've already adapted to life, and even battle, under gravity.
Who knows how much their stats have increased?
"Ais, how are your stats looking now?"
Fron quietly asked the girl next to him.
"Hmm... other than strength and endurance, everything's at S."
"..."
That's ridiculous. Just wearing a suppression bracelet boosted you this much?
From what he vaguely remembered, before Ais leveled up to Lv.6, she only had two A's and one S.
Now she's gotten this much stronger...
"Thank you, Fron. It's all thanks to your magic items that I can keep getting stronger."
"That's your own effort. The magic items just sped things up a little."
"Alright... the smell in the room has changed, can you two stop for now?"
Ais: ?
Fron: ...
After the meeting, he finally had some free time.
"Fron, we're heading to the Dian Cecht Familia. Want to come?"
Considering that after the fight with Goliath, all his weapons, equipment, and potions were trashed...
"Sure, I do need to restock."
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Adventurer's Street, Dian Cecht Clinic.
"Welcome, members of the Loki Familia. What can I help you with today?"
"Long time no see, Amid."
Tione stepped forward to greet the elegant silver-haired girl, then leaned on the counter to chat closely.
"Amid, give me 20 high-level healing potions."
"I'll take 20 of the same."
"I... I want 10 high-level mind recovery potions."
Tione, Tiona, and Lefiya all bought the potions they needed, making a substantial contribution to revenue.
"Hmm, five elixirs, ten high-level mind recovery potions, ten high-level healing potions."
"Huh? Mr. Fron?"
"Yeah, long time no see, Amid."
"Didn't expect you to visit together with Miss Tione and Ais."
"Well, it's a bit complicated. You know, with the expedition coming up and all."
"I see. In that case, could I ask you all to collect some items for me? Consider it a commission."
"Of course! We're such good friends, you'll give us a good price, right, Amid~~~~"
"...Miss Tione, please don't joke like that."
The two women glared at each other across the counter, sparks flying from their eyes.
The intense atmosphere made Fron wonder if Goliath had started swinging his fists on the surface again.
Maybe... women during bargaining are terrifying.
Having seen this before, Tiona had already fled to a safe distance.
"Oh right, Mr. Fron, your magic workshop renovations have started. According to Loki, it'll take about 15 days."
Chatting with Lefiya on the side.
"The Goibniu Familia is incredibly efficient!"
"Well, they're the deity of construction, after all."
"Once my [Mystery] skill level increases, I can help you maintain your magic staff. That'll save you quite a bit."
"Then... thanks in advance, Mr. Fron."
"You elves are so stubborn. I told you, just call me Fron. Enough with the formalities, we're not that far apart in age, are we?"
"B-But..."
"..."
"Sigh..."
In the end, facing the bashful girl, the young man couldn't bring himself to say anything harsh, just let out a deep sigh.
At the entrance of the Dian Cecht Clinic, the group said goodbye to Amid.
"Wishing you a triumphant return, Mr. Fron."
"With a beautiful girl's blessing, I'll be invincible!"
"Mr. Fron always gets flirty around pretty girls, doesn't he?"
"Of course not, only very special girls get that treatment!"
"Then I must be truly honored!"
Why did this girl suddenly get so sharp-tongued? Time to flee!
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Blacksmith Workshop.
After parting ways with the group, Fron called his teammate and headed to Welf's blacksmith workshop.
"Tsk tsk tsk, 'Flame Demon' and all... didn't think you had it in you."
"Can you stop with that ridiculous nickname already?"
"What's wrong with it? 'Flame Demon' is great! And it fits you perfectly, with your black-and-red flame lightning! Hahaha!"
"..."
Fron's face darkened. Then he narrowed his eyes and smiled.
"Wanna guess what your future nickname might be?"
"?"
"Let me think... how about 'Uncool' Ignis?"
'[The lump of iron forged by you won't cool down from just a little bit of trouble!]' Isn't that super poetic???"
"If you can say that to Lady Hephaestus's face, wouldn't it be, super cool?"
"?"
Welf was stunned at first, then his face turned red, and finally, utterly collapsed.
"Die, damn you!!!!!!!!!!"
And so, Fron's cheerful days began again...