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"Pardon me, but may I take a look at your back?"
Riveria couldn't help but ask. "I apologize, I don't mean to doubt you. It's just… if everything you said is true, then you've opened up an unprecedented path for all magic users with your own strength."
Normally, the gods can sense whether a mortal has received a Falna (divine blessing), but humans cannot.
The Falna is usually inscribed on one's back—just a glance is enough to verify whether Ronen's power really comes from innate magic.
"Sure, no problem."
Ronen smiled. "I can understand your doubts."
This was akin to a six-year-old child inventing controlled nuclear fusion at home—no one could be blamed for being skeptical.
To a Level 3 adventurer, an ordinary person's strength was no different from a six-year-old's.
Leaving aside how the general public would react to this news—if it were true, it would rock the entire world.
"Wait a moment. I'll deal with these orcs first before we continue talking."
Ronen looked up; a few more orcs were approaching.
Raising his hand point two fingers, a spinning circular wind blade appeared at his fingertips, rotating rapidly.
Wind: Cleave
The large wind blade flew out at incredible speed, slicing two orcs in half at the waist effortlessly.
It then circled back, splitting into four mid-sized blades.
As the orcs raised their arms to shield themselves, the wind blades nimbly curved around and cleanly decapitated four of them.
Such precise magical control—it was hard for Riveria to believe this was merely innate magic.
In fact, even acquired magic would require years of focused training to reach this level.
To Ronen, though, an adventurer's level-up was a form of all-around evolution—including brain development.
An increase in magic power also implied growth in Mind (spiritual energy), which naturally influenced mental capabilities.
Training magic control was essentially developing and applying one's Mind.
But most adventurers didn't train their magic control at all. Even professional mages didn't bother.
Thanks to magic slots, adventurers could cast predetermined spells without needing to shape or control the magic themselves—just brute-force amplify it.
That convenience had led to complacency, leaving the fundamentals neglected.
And so, Ronen's combat instincts, tactics, learning ability, and mental processing gradually surpassed most adventurers.
"Is that really magic?"
As the sound of magic stones dropping from the fallen orcs rang out, Riveria found it increasingly hard to believe.
If it were just chantless acquired magic, it might've been impressive but not world-shattering like this...
But if this truly was innate magic, it would redefine the entire concept of magic world.
Just as the thought pass her head ,Riveria's eyes on Ronen become like she would lock him in her Familia basement for life.(😂)
"Your stare is getting scary, like you're about to eat me alive,"
Ronen commented, eyeing her warily not know that he a dodged a missile.
"Was it that obvious?"
Riveria was pull back from dark side by his work touched her face and smiled awkwardly.
"It's understandable," Ronen chuckled. "It's like a money lover seeing someone carry a billions—even if you know it's not yours, you can't help but become greedy."
"Honestly, I don't just want to greed over it. I'd love to know how to earn that much money myself "
Riveria joked along take quite liking to this man.
Though a noble of the elven royal family—one of the most exalted beings in the world—Riveria never flaunted her status.
Quite the opposite—she despised being treated with excessive respect.
That's why Ronen's casual banter was actually refreshing to her.
"Alright, go ahead and look."
Ronen turned around and lifted his shirt, exposing his back.
It was smooth and clean—there was no Falna.
Riveria, being a professional mage, could easily tell that Falna wasn't just "locked" or hidden—it simply didn't exist.
"It's really true…"
Riveria couldn't help but reach out.
Her finger brushed across Ronen's back, making him shiver.
"Of course it's true. It's not something that can be faked."
Ronen lowered his shirt again. "Even lying about it has no benefit. Only an idiot would do that."
Also… you're an elf, aren't you?
Elves were known for their spiritual purity and physical modesty, yet here she was, reaching out and touching him without hesitation.
It just showed how shaken Riveria truly was.
"Even seeing it with my own eyes, it still feels like a dream. It's simply too incredible."
Riveria sighed, then looked at him eagerly. "Ronen, have you considered becoming an adventurer?"
"Not at the moment."
Ronen answered directly, already sensing her intention. "I know the benefits of becoming an adventurer. But beyond wanting to train myself to the limit first, I also have my reasons for not easily choosing a Familia."
The idea of reaching one's peak before receiving a Falna was easy enough to understand.
After all, the captain of the Loki Familia, Finn Deimne, left home at age 10 to train in swordsmanship and wisdom, polishing himself mentally until he finally met Loki at age 14.
Riveria herself became an adventurer at 71—long after she'd reached her personal limits.
Gareth, on the other hand, was born strong—so in a way, the "Big Three" of the Loki Familia were all similar types.
"What's the reason…?"
Riveria asked tentatively. "Of course, if it's inconvenient, you don't need to say."
"It's no trouble."
Ronen shook his head and smiled. "My lover is from the Hera Familia. It's fine while I'm still a 'civilian', but once I join a Familia, I at least don't want to get caught in any 'husband and wife quarrels' between gods."
"Hera Familia?!"
Riveria's expression changed. "The strongest Familia in Orario?!"
"Mm-hmm."
Ronen nodded. "Though my lover is just a regular person, she's quite favored by her goddess, so I have to tread carefully."
"I see… what a pity."
Aside from failing to recruit Ronen into the Loki Familia, Riveria also felt a vague sense of personal regret.
It wasn't Love at first sight—just the melancholy of a lifelong bachelorette.
Though she often used elven longevity as an excuse, being 84 and still unmarried was rare even among elves.
As one of the few elves to leave the homeland, Riveria didn't mind if her future partner wasn't elven.
She'd sometimes wondered what her ideal husband might be like.
Appearance didn't matter too much—so long as he wasn't ugly.
But most adventurers were rough types.
Cultured, intelligent ones were few and far between, and even fewer were ones she could truly connect with.
Ronen just happened to be that rare exception that exception among exceptions
But lover is member of Hera Familia a Monogamy clan.
She could only thing say—it's Unfair
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T/N : So , some might have note it's a harem novel . But with slow progress on second leads later at ending chapter had gone full emperor harem on mc .