She had mistakenly thought that Ron was going to withdraw from the ranks of adventurers.
This made the girl's cheeks grow increasingly hot, especially under the teasing gaze of her close friend. Eina wished she could directly find a crack in the ground and crawl into it.
After a brief round of introductions, she decisively stood up from behind the counter.
"He's called Ron."
"He's the adventurer I'm responsible for. Mm—this is my colleague and good friend, Misha Flott. As for matters related to consultations…"
"Shall we talk in the rest area?"
"We can talk here too!"
Although Eina was responsible toward all adventurers, a clear difference could be felt in her attitude.
Ron was absolutely special.
Misha could only feel the flames of gossip in her heart burning ever more intensely, but what was left for her was only the sight of Eina pulling Ron away toward the rest area.
She wanted to slack off and sneak over.
As she turned around, she noticed the team leader's serious expression.
'Fine, no gossip for me then.'
The girl snorted softly in her mind. As long as one was an adventurer, it was inevitable to deal with the Guild. Trying to figure out their relationship would only be simpler than expected!
Ron and Eina arrived at the rest area in the side hall.
In order to ease the awkward atmosphere from earlier, he took the initiative to explain: "Actually, it's just—"
"These past two days of dungeon exploration haven't gone as smoothly as expected. After returning to Orario, aside from daily training, there really isn't anything else to do."
"Since being idle is still being idle, it's better to earn some money to solve the financial problem."
If this were elevated to the level of a Familia, it would certainly leave a better impression with Eina. However, his actual goal in making money was indeed to replenish his own weapon stock.
Ron believed that being straightforward was enough.
"Not as smooth as expected?"
The girl held two cups of red tea with steam continuously rising from them. She placed one of the cups in front of Ron, and after thoroughly understanding the entire course of events, her brows knit slightly.
When she thought of the magic stone dropped by the 'Newbie Killer' War Shadow, as well as the income of rookie adventurers in the Dungeon, it was indeed not as high as imagined.
After hesitating for a moment, Eina nodded and said, "As for Dungeon exploration, it's fine as long as you yourself are confident."
"As for other ways of making money."
"Most of them are related to Dungeon exploration. Places like the Sanatorium and the Azure General Store will post commissions for rare drops."
"They basically all require going to the Middle Floors."
"Before you reach Lv2 upper-tier adventurer, I don't recommend that you take commissions."
What a joke.
Even if his own strength reached Lv2, whether he could safely explore to the fifth-floor area amid the dense malice of the soul-type Dungeon was still an unknown.
Ron decisively rejected this idea.
Excluding earning money through commissions, as for the other method—
Even without Eina explaining it, he could guess it. Most likely, it was to follow the example of the 'War God Takemikazuchi' and help out at roadside stalls that were recruiting workers.
'Damn.'
'I really don't want to get tainted by that office-worker stench!'
Before transmigrating to the DanMachi world, Ron had been a corporate drone paying off the so-called 'blessings' of nonstop overtime.
If he had come to a fantasy world with magic, only to still follow a path of working part-time to make money that was nearly identical to his previous life, just thinking about it made him feel suffocated.
"Other than working part-time, isn't there any other way?"
Although some of the words were not easy to understand at first, after hearing Ron's additional explanation, the girl nodded in understanding and thought it over. Places like 『casinos』, which could easily cause adventurers to fall into depravity, were instantly ruled out.
After hesitating for a moment, she raised her head and said: "There actually is a way to make money."
"It's just that it carries relatively large risks. If it's not absolutely necessary, I think, Mr. Ron, you shouldn't consider going down this path."
"Become a bounty hunter and hunt down fugitives wanted by the Guild?"
Ron's eyelids twitched violently.
However, the girl hurriedly shook her head and patiently explained, "The Sanatorium—Miss Airmid of the Dian Cecht Familia—is researching new medicine."
"It seems to be in the area of healing injuries."
"But the specific effects and side effects haven't yet been fully investigated. They need adventurers who frequently go into the Dungeon to bring her accurate reports."
Drug testing.
In his previous life, it also counted as a way to make quick money.
The outcome was exactly as Eina had said: before a new potion's formula was fully perfected, it was very likely to cause harm to adventurers.
'Do I really need to worry about all that myself?'
Ron could not help straightening his back. In daily Dungeon exploration, even if one maintained extreme caution, it was still possible to die at the hands of some enhanced monster.
And as for the effect of the [Revival] skill—
It could instantly heal all injuries to the body and could also eliminate the side effects brought about by potions!
"I think I'm capable of handling this job."
Facing Eina's puzzled gaze, he took the girl's hand and said, "Miss Eina, there are specific reasons I'm not able to explain to you for the time being, but there's one thing I can guarantee you."
"That is—"
"The side effects brought by potions aren't that serious for me."
'Why is he holding my hand?'
That solemn—almost slightly scorching—look in his eyes made the girl's heart race a little.
She made a token attempt to pull her hand back. After realizing it had no effect, she could only nod helplessly and say, "I can take you to meet Miss Airmid."
"As for whether she agrees or not, we'll still need to see her opinion."
"No problem!"
...
Following Eina to the Sanatorium, Ron had a very deep impression of this extremely magnificent white palace. After all, he passed by it every day on his way home.
As for the person they were here to find—
Dea Saint Airmid Teasanare.
As the captain of the Dian Cecht Familia and Orario's top-tier healer, although her personal strength was only Lv2, the high-tier magic she possessed—Dia Fratel—simultaneously had the properties of healing wounds, restoring stamina, dispelling toxins, and nullifying curses.
And the most effective healing potion circulating in Orario, the "Panacea", was also a result developed by Airmid Teasanare herself.
Following in Eina's footsteps, they arrived at the main hall of the Sanatorium where injured adventurers were received.
They waited briefly.
A young woman wearing the Dian Cecht Familia's attire, with soft silver-white long hair draped over her shoulders and a face as delicate as a doll's, finished seeing a patient.
She raised her head.
When she looked at the frequently cooperating Adventurers' Guild staff member Eina, and then at the refined yet utterly unfamiliar face of Ron standing beside her, the slightly cold look in Airmid's eyes softened somewhat.
"Mm…"
"Miss Eina, have the medicinal ingredients I asked the Guild to look for been found?"