'Lv.6? No, Lv.5?'
Emiya secretly guessed the level of the Amazon. At the same time, with some doubt in his heart, he looked directly at this black-haired Amazonian female warrior and felt that she looked somewhat familiar, "I think I've seen her somewhere before…"
———
The goddess Kali lightly sighed and shook her head, "Originally, I wanted to make a cool landing, but it turned out like this. How embarrassing."
As soon as their ship approached the port, it completely broke apart due to the damage caused by the previous monster.
All the female warriors on the ship became drenched, each one soaked to the skin.
Water dripped down their taut muscle lines, and the gazes of the surrounding sailors and fishermen could not be moved away.
At this moment, the Amazonian sisters of the Loki Familia, Tiona and Tione, also arrived at the scene.
Tione stared at the goddess and spoke with unconcealed hostility, "What are you here for?"
"It's been so long since we've seen each other, and that's the first thing you say, Tione?", The goddess Kali turned around. Her face was hidden behind the mask, but her tone carried a hint of teasing.
"Cut the crap and answer me!", Tione shouted in a near-roaring tone.
"Nothing special, just here for sightseeing," Kali waved her hand casually, as if brushing off a persistent child. She muttered "so troublesome" while directing the Amazonian warriors behind her to handle port entry procedures.
An Amazonian warrior stepped forward from the group and slapped a seawater-soaked port entry permit onto the desk in front of the hastily arriving town official. It seemed they had already made all the necessary preparations. Although the official looked troubled, he could only bow his head and confirm the documents.
"Don't give me that lying crap with a straight face!", Tione clenched both fists tightly.
"It's true," Kali spread her hands, putting on an innocent look, "This lady was tired of the unchanging daily life and decided to come to Orario seeking some excitement."
At that moment, Kali narrowed her eyes, carefully sizing up the Tione in front of her.
She first looked directly into her face, then lowered her head thoughtfully, touched her own flat chest with both hands, and then glanced at the rise on Tione's chest, speaking lightly, "Haven't seen you in a few years… you've grown a lot."
"What are you talking about?", Tione said in embarrassment and anger.
Kali didn't stop; her gaze shifted to Tiona and she said softly again, "Mm, you're about the same as before. No changes."
"What are you talking about?", Tiona exploded, flailing her arms in anger and stomping her feet like a child.
The goddess Loki, standing beside Tiona, stared at Kali with obvious displeasure in her tone, "This little shrimp is really annoying."
Kali ignored the goddess Loki and let her masked eyes rest on the still-glowering Tione, "This lady plans to stay in this city for a while. If you're also here, let's meet again some other time."
"You've got to be kidding…", Tione gritted her teeth, her voice filled with suppressed anger.
"You really hate me, don't you?", Kali let out a light laugh.
"I don't ever want to see your face again!", Tione shouted angrily at Kali and the Amazons behind her.
Seeing this, the goddess's eyes beneath the mask narrowed. She turned away with the Amazons behind her.
"This lady really missed you two, my precious daughters."
Just as she was leaving, she turned back and added, "And that boy, thank you for lending a hand~"
Following the goddess, two black-haired and two silver-haired Amazonian female warriors passed by. Their gazes swept across Tiona and the others, then finally lingered briefly on Emiya.
The Amazons said nothing and followed the goddess away.
Riveria asked gravely, "First-tier?"
"Mm."
Emiya nodded, "Shouldn't be wrong."
This one sentence made the atmosphere instantly heavy, and the expressions of Ais and the others subtly changed.
The concept of a first-tier adventurer, even for top adventurers in Orario like them, carried indescribable weight.
If Emiya's judgment was correct, that was truly terrifying.
They were undoubtedly a familia from outside the city. Ais didn't know much about the world beyond Orario, but she understood that without the dungeon to hone oneself, elevating one's vessel to first-tier was unimaginably difficult.
Because of this, the presence of those four Amazon warriors stood out even more, each of them exuded an obvious and unsettling aura, a sense of pressure that made one's skin crawl.
Riveria's voice broke the silence again, "There are rumors that the sisters' leaders, Argana and Bache, have already reached the limits of Lv.5."
Emiya nodded slightly and added, "Besides Argana and Bache, the other two should also be Lv.5."
Upon hearing this, Lefiya couldn't help but gulp. Even in Orario, first-tier adventurers were very few in number, and yet these people stood on the same level as Miss Ais and the others.
"Riveria, they don't have a dungeon. How did they get so strong… and still manage to level up?", Ais asked.
The images of the Amazonian warriors she had seen earlier in the day once again surfaced in her mind. She couldn't understand, without the blessings of the dungeon, how did they grow so powerful?
Riveria pondered for a moment, then slowly spoke, "I've heard they hold something called a 'ritual' in the arena every day… that is, life-and-death combat. Not just with captured monsters, but even among the Amazons themselves."
Her tone grew heavier, "In other words, mutual slaughter."
"T-Then…", Lefiya's voice trembled, as if it were forced from a parched throat, murmuring softly, "Miss Tiona, and Miss Tione…"
"They're from Telskyura. That country is their homeland."
Riveria closed her eyes, seemingly recalling something, "Before they joined the Loki Familia, they did mention it…"
Loki leaned back against the soft couch, her gaze unfocused, as if she were lost in a scene from the past. She looked up at the ceiling, her tone laced with both emotion and a chilling edge, "At the time, when I tried to recruit them, Tione said to me, 'We don't even know how many of our own people we've killed. Even so, you still want to bring us in?'"
The room fell into silence. Loki's words echoed in the air like a cold weight pressing down on everyone's hearts.
Riveria seemed to recall that moment as well, slowly closing her eyes, saying nothing.
"These next few days, we need to keep a close eye on them, especially Tione…"
Loki sighed.
———
Late at night, under the quiet moonlight cast upon the ground, Emiya opened his eyes.
He walked to the window, pushed it open, and a gust of night wind blew in.
A figure flashed past, and Emiya landed steadily in the courtyard.
He stood firm, then turned, his gaze landing on the rooftop of the tavern not far away.
Two figures looked down at him from above. They were two black-haired Amazonian female warriors, postures proud and fierce, their eyes sharp.
Emiya remembered, Riveria had mentioned their names.
Berylnice and Elna.
[Level: Lv.5]
One of them was the Amazonian warrior who had accidentally choked on water this afternoon after making eye contact with him.
"What's your name?", Berylnice was the first to speak, asking, "Loki Familia's first-tier adventurer."
"Emiya Shirou."
The boy replied, then added, "As for level, I'm Lv.4. I'm not a first-tier yet, and I don't belong to the Loki Familia."
Berylnice raised her eyebrows at that, disbelief in her tone, "Lv.4? You're Lv.4?"
Standing beside her, Elna shook her head upon hearing that, and thought to herself, "Lv.4… in that case, fighting him won't be any fun."
Their level was Lv.5. Normally, in battles where the level gap was that large, they couldn't gain much stat growth, nor would they earn achievements.
More importantly, to Amazons, such fights didn't qualify as true combat and thus held no meaning.
"Sis, let's go…", Elna said.
However, at that moment—
"So, which one of you wants to go first? Or both at once?", Emiya's voice was unhurried, his tone calm, but it rippled through the quiet night like a stone tossed into water.
He raised his hand, projecting a pair of jet-black gauntlets. Emiya put them on, then gently tapped his left fist against his right palm, producing a crisp sound.
This sentence made the two Lv.5 Amazonian warriors freeze slightly.
They fell into brief silence.
His tone… how to describe it? Arrogant? No. Conceited? That didn't fit either. Provocative? Not exactly hostile.
If anything, perhaps it could only be described as, natural, calm, habitual.
As if he were talking about something completely ordinary, like "crushing Amazons", something he was already well-versed in.
Berylnice's eyes narrowed, her tone carrying a trace of chill, "You're the one they call the Amazon's Owner?"
Though she used a question, her tone was oddly certain.
"I've never accepted that title," Emiya replied, "But yes, some people do call me that."
"It's already quite late," He paused, then looked up at them, "Come together. If we finish quickly, you'll still have time to rest."
Berylnice and Elna exchanged glances, their eyes filled with absurdity and disbelief.
At this moment, from that boy's calm tone, they sensed a different emotion, a subtle undercurrent beneath his unwavering composure, habit.
As if he were just about to complete an already-routine, ordinary task.
The boy's calm attitude seemed to say: defeating Amazons, crushing their pride, breaking the self-esteem built up over countless battles and victories, for him, it wasn't even interesting.
It wasn't disdain, nor was it contempt, but rather a total and unwavering indifference born from repetition.
He truly seemed to think, 'Oh, two more Amazons. Let's get this over with.'
He even looked like he just wanted to finish up quickly and go back to sleep.
Or perhaps, he was suggesting they go rest early.
Berylnice's breathing grew rapid, her chest heaving violently. Her fingers clenched her weapon tightly, letting out an almost inaudible creak.
Elna's eyes turned blood-red, her previously casual expression entirely replaced by an icy killing intent.
They didn't need to speak. They already understood each other's thoughts, 'Just how many Amazons had this man broken… to develop such a mindset?'
This kind of indifference wasn't just to the Amazon warriors. It was the ultimate insult to the entire Amazonian race.
And yet, Berylnice and Elna's bodies trembled slightly.
Not from anger, but from fear—
'If we lose…'
'If we lose to this man…'
'No. That's impossible. Absolutely impossible!'
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