Is It Wrong to Try to Pick Up Girls in a Dungeon?, Vol. 5 by Fujino Omori Read Free Book Online Page B

needed more than a promise.
    “Also, I’d like to issue a quest. The goal is simple: find Bell.”
    She didn’t have enough time to be picky, so this was the fastest and most effective way to have other adventurers participate.
    Eina understood immediately and returned to her desk with a quick nod and came back to the counter with a sheet of paper. She started filling out the registration form with a few quick strokes of a feather pen.
    “What do you propose for the reward?”
    “Four hundred thousand vals. My
Familia
’s entire savings.”
    That was the largest amount of money she could prepare right away. Answering a few more of Eina’s questions, the two of them worked out the rest of the details.
    Lastly, Hestia snatched the pen out of Eina’s outstretched hand and practically threw her signature onto the bottom of the form. The registration was complete.
    “I need approval from upstairs to post this. Please understand the process will take about an hour. I’ll have the quest posted as soon as possible.”
    “Thanks. I’m counting on you.”
    Eina gave another quick bow before getting up and making her way to the stairs. Hestia turned away from the counter and headed toward the door.
    The goddess went through the doors and onto the Guild headquarters’ front lawn. Many adventurers made their way past her, walking by a row of beautiful marble statues. The sky was clear and the streets were relatively quiet, completely unlike the storm that was raging in Hestia’s heart.
    Miach and Nahza stood next to a beautifully carved monument in the center of the headquarters’ front lawn.
    “What did you learn, Hestia?”
    “Nothing. Looks like they really didn’t make it out of the Dungeon.”
    Miach and Nahza stood in silence as Hestia shook her head from side to side.
    Having already heard all the details from Hestia, the two of them knew how serious the situation had become.
    The image of the entire party wiped out flashed into the back of her mind.
    Hestia suddenly screamed as loud as she could to try to flush it from her head.
    “Bell is still alive! My Blessing is still with him!”
    He was the only person on Earth to receive her Falna. She could still feel the ichor from her blood edged into Bell’s Status on his back—their bond had not been broken.
    The other two were surprised by Hestia’s sudden outburst. Cautiously lowering her arm, it was Nahza who started the conversation about what to do next.
    “Lady Hestia, have you already applied for a quest…?”
    “Yes, thanks for your advice, Nahza. It should be up soon.”
    Miach and Nahza were the reason that Hestia had decided to register one in the first place, despite having almost no information on Bell’s whereabouts.
    If he turned up out of the blue, then they could all laugh about this later. However,
Miach Familia
had once nearly lost Nahza in the Dungeon in a very similar situation. Hestia needed to exhaust every option before it was too late.
    “In that case, I suggest we pay Hephaistos and Takemikazuchi a visit. We need as much help as possible.”
    “What are we waiting for?!”
    Hestia was quick to agree with Miach’s suggestion.
    They left the Guild headquarters behind and headed out onto the street.
    One hour later.
    Just as Eina had promised, Hestia’s quest was posted on the bulletin board at Guild headquarters.
    Amid all of the adventurers looking for a quest to undertake, one in particular found the newly posted quest and leaned in for a closer look.
    Without warning—
rip!
She tore the post from the bulletin board.
    “Something very bad has happened…Lord Hermes.”

    Twelve hours earlier.
    The Dungeon was silent. With no monsters around, only the moldy smell of the damp air and ash-colored rocks was there to provide atmosphere.
    The tunnel was very dim. The only light came down from far above, spots on the ceiling flickering like distant campfires. Only the sounds of heavy footsteps on gravel reverberated through the