After they killed the three demi spirits, a piercing scream echoed from a vast chamber deep in the dungeon.

"Aria! Orsted!"

On the surface, beneath the Guild's headquarters, Ouranos sat unmoving under dim light.

To his left, Fels stood quietly, a crystal ball in his skeletal palm emitting a deep blue glow, projecting a screen in the air.

"Orsted is remarkable," Fels said, watching the screen of Orsted and loki familia preparing to return.

"I believe he can resolve the Xenos issue or confront the monster hidden in the dungeon's depths."

"Why do you hold Orsted in such high regard?" Ouranos asked, his solemn voice reverberating in the dark space.

"Hundreds of years ago, I was called a sage for pushing mystery and mage to their limits, creating the Philosopher's Stone," Fels replied.

"But I know my mastery wasn't complete. Now, someone has surpassed it or at least, their ability feels unfathomable."

Ouranos fell silent.

He knew Fels prowess. His personal aide had crafted resurrection magic rivaling arcanum and forged the Philosopher's Stone.

Fels expertise was significant, yet he claimed Orsted outdid him.

"Why don't you want Orsted near that monster?"

Fels asked.

Ouranos had previously dismissed Fels tasks, only deciding and delegating.

Yet when Fels suggested Orsted join Ais for the 24th floor task, Ouranos objected.

Now, with Orsted on Loki's expedition, Ouranos seemed displeased.

Fels was curious.

Ouranos paused, recalling a god in a feathered hat visiting him recently.

"Doesn't the name Orsted sound familiar?" he said, a rare note of reminiscence in his tone.

Fels, catching this, grew intrigued and searched his memory for the name.

After a long silence, he found no answers.

Seeing Fels lack of response, Ouranos knew he likely didn't recall.

The elven couple, though remarkable, was kept low profile by Zeus and Hera, listed as Level 5.

Fels overlooking them was unsurprising.

Memories surfaced in Ouranos's mind.

"Orsted was the name of that orphan from the Zeus Familia," he said softly.

Fels eyes widened.

"Orsted is Zeus familia orphan?"

"Yes, he is the final legacy of Zeus and Hera's Familias, bearing their last hopes," Ouranos said, his tone tinged with loneliness.

"They crafted him as a hero's seed. He hasn't disappointed, but he's only been an adventurer for two months."

"Despite his strength, he lacks experience and risks mishaps. I didn't want him entangled in these matters so soon."

Fels nodded silently.

He knew of Ouranos's bond with Zeus and Hera.

Unable to intervene when they were expelled from Orario, he carried regret.

Now, with their heir in Orario, Ouranos hoped Orsted would grow steadily, avoiding reckless dangers like deep expeditions.

"Fels, this expedition shows his strength and capability," Ouranos said, eyeing the screen of Orsted laughing with Loki familia's members.

"Test his stance on the Xenos. If suitable, let him handle them. For the rest, proceed slowly."

"I understand. Leave it to me," Fels replied, vanishing into the darkness.

The screen faded with him.

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