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Is It Wrong to Try Studying Arcane Magic in a Dungeon?

Haruka Fujimoto, an ordinary high school teenager, dies and is reincarnated as Althea, the twin sister of Ais Wallenstein, in the magical world of Danmachi. Joining the Loki Familia, Althea must adapt to her new life, discover her magical abilities, and uncover the mysteries of her past. Alongside her familia members, she embarks on quests, battles foes, and forms deep bonds. As Althea's journey progresses, she transforms into a resilient mage, facing a climactic battle that reveals her true power and destiny. This captivating story explores themes of identity, family, and purpose within the enchanting realm of Danmachi.

Good_Doggo2001 · อะนิเมะ&มังงะ
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Unveiling the Dungeon's Depths

With our measurements completed and our equipment obtained from the Guild, Ais and I prepared ourselves for our inaugural dungeon expedition.

We embarked on our journey towards the Tower of Babel. As we neared the entrance, a surge of exhilaration coursed through me, like an irresistible challenge beckoning me forth.

Ais, however, seemed to be channeling restless energy, her calm facade traded for an agitated aura. Not sure what got her feathers ruffled, but I hoped it wasn't the sound of impending doom.

Riveria, our ever-composed and essential leader, stood steadfast by our side, her jade locks gleaming like a beacon of unwavering determination.

"Remember, Althea, Ais," Riveria began, her voice a calming yet authoritative presence. "The dungeon is treacherous, harboring countless dangers and mysteries. Trust your instincts, rely on each other, and never underestimate the challenges that await."

I flashed a mischievous grin, my response oozing with quippish charm. "Worry not, Riveria. Danger and I have a love-hate relationship, but I promise you, this time, we'll be the ones calling the shots!"

Riveria's smile held a tinge of amusement as she offered a gentle reminder, her voice carrying a hint of caution. "I have no doubt that your adventurous spirit will keep us on our toes, Althea. Just remember to balance it with a touch of caution."

With a playful grin, I shot back, exuding confidence. "Caution, Riveria? Where's the fun in that? But don't worry, I'll save a pinch of it for emergencies. Adventures need surprises, don't you think?"

Riveria nodded, signaling the end of our banter. With synchronized steps, a mix of excitement and determination coursed through our veins. The thrill of the journey ahead beckoned, luring us further into the dungeon's embrace.

As we pressed forward, we came across a spiral staircase that beckoned us to descend deeper into the labyrinth. Embracing the lightheartedness of the moment, I couldn't resist a playful quip, "A spiral staircase, huh? If this keeps up, we might just find ourselves tumbling into Wonderland!"

After we descended the stairs, we cross the wide Beginning Road and arrived at a corner where only a single path lay ahead, offering no other options to explore.

Surveying the scene, I couldn't resist making a remark about the labyrinth's intentions. "Seems like we are playing a game of follow-the-leader. Let's trust our luck and hope this path holds thrilling surprises, not a dead end!"

As we continued onward, Ais assumed the lead position, her gaze sharp and watchful, scanning the surroundings for lurking monsters. Her vigilance kept us on our toes, ready to face any imminent dangers within the dungeon's depths.

In an attempt to lighten the mood, I approached Ais, offering a playful remark. "Hey, Ais, don't strain those eyes too much. If there are any monsters hiding in the shadows, they'll surely be captivated by your fearsome glare."

To my surprise, frustration twisted Ais' calm expression as she gave me a glare that could rival Medusa's. Looks like someone woke up on the wrong side of the dungeon.

But hey, no worries! I'll turn my confusion into unwavering support as we press forward. A little glare won't dampen our dungeon conquering spirit!

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As we fearlessly ventured deeper into the dungeon, a mischievous thought crossed my mind—I couldn't resist showcasing our Guild gear! Oh, the tragedy it would be if the world missed out on witnessing our impeccable fashion sense!

Let's start with the renowned Beginner Robe, also known as the "Whisperwind." Now, typically, this stylish masterpiece is a favorite among our Prum friends, but guess what? It fits me, Althea, like it was made just for me! It's as if destiny whispered in my ear, saying, "Althea, embrace this robe and flaunt its grace, regardless of your stature!"

And now, my dear readers, the moment you've all been waiting for—allow me to introduce my trusty companion, the illustrious Magic Staff named "Everflame." With this remarkable artifact in my hands, I become a spellcasting supernova, ready to mesmerize the denizens of the dungeon. Accessories truly make the outfit, my friends!

Now, here's a little secret for my fellow adventurers. This staff, beloved by the Prums, has found its perfect match in me. It's as if we were destined to ignite the world together, defying expectations. Who needs size when you have style and sorcery on your side?

So, with the Whisperwind gracefully adorning me and Everflame radiating its enchanting glow, we are poised to conquer this dungeon with flair and panache. Get ready for a spectacle like no other, my friends! Let the adventure begin!

While I was enthusiastically rambling about my gear and weaponry, my sister Ais stole the show with her hyperventilating theatrics. Seriously, she could win an award for Best Overreactor.

So, being the responsible sibling that I am, I tapped her on the shoulder and dished out some sage advice. "Hey, Ais, take a breather," I said, oozing sisterly concern. "We've got this under control. Just breathe in, breathe out, and try not to implode."

Ais shot me a wide-eyed look, a perfect blend of terror and determination. She nodded silently, acknowledging my oh-so-wise words, and made an attempt to regulate her breathing, like she was some sort of yoga master.

As Ais gradually regained her cool, I could see her gaze shifting from panic mode to badass mode. Her grip on her sword tightened, and I knew she meant business.

Flashing her a supportive grin, I wanted to boost her confidence. "Nice job, Ais. Remember, we're a package deal. Let's kick some dungeon butt together!"

"Graaaa....!" Just as we were getting our act together, the dungeon decided to up the ante with a growl. Talk about bad timing.

As I peered into the distance, I spotted the source of the growl—a goblin. With its short limbs, chubby torso, and green skin, it resembled an angry, miniature vegetable. I couldn't help but quip, "Well, well, looks like someone lost their way from the salad bar!"

However, while I indulged in some light mockery, Ais had other plans. Without hesitation, she dashed towards the goblin, her determination blazing like a wildfire.

"Ais, wait!" I called out, but it was too late. Her unstoppable bravery propelled her forward.

Riveria, always the voice of reason, stepped forward to intervene. "Ais, wait! Charging in without a plan isn't the wisest course of action," she warned, her expression etched with concern. She understood that taking down the goblin with just one strike wouldn't be that easy.

Yet, Ais seemed deaf to the warnings. Despite Riveria's advice, she persisted with her relentless charge, driven by sheer determination. As I observed her departure, I couldn't resist muttering to myself, "Impulsive as ever, sister of mine."

Riveria clicked her tongue in frustration, her words laced with disapproval. "Ais, you fool! Don't put yourself in unnecessary danger," she scolded, her disappointment evident. She had never been one to mince words.

As the tension thickened, I held my breath, hoping Ais's impulsive charge wouldn't lead to regrettable consequences. The stage was set, and the outcome was yet to be revealed.

Then, in a breathtaking moment, Ais's golden hair fluttered as she unleashed a powerful slash, channeling all her strength into the strike. The force behind her attack was immense.

The goblin didn't stand a chance. With a resounding impact, the monster was torn to pieces, disintegrating before our eyes.

A stunned silence engulfed the scene. And then, in a sudden burst of sound, the goblin let out a wailing cry, its voice filled with pain and disbelief.

"Gyaaaaaaaaa?!" it cried out, a mix of agony and surprise echoing through the air.

As the goblin's flesh scattered and blood sprayed, a mixture of shock and awe washed over us. Ais had proven her prowess, defeating the creature with a single, devastating blow. The sight was impressive yet slightly gruesome, a reminder of the harsh realities of our dungeon adventures.

One strike... The goblin was dead from a single strike. The sheer power and precision displayed by Ais left me in a state of shock and amazement. I couldn't contain my excitement as I ran towards her, unable to resist showering her with compliments.

"Ais, that was incredible!" I exclaimed, as my voice filled with genuine awe. "You took down that goblin with one strike! You're unstoppable! From now on, I'll call you the 'Goblin Slayer'!"

Ais, still caught in the aftermath of her victory, looked like a warrior adorned in battle paint. I couldn't help but remark, "Well, Ais, if the dungeon had a fashion magazine, you'd be the cover model for 'Blood and Bravery'!"

However, I can see Ais's lips trembled as she whispered subconsciously, almost lost in her own thoughts, "This... this... is the first..."

I furrowed my brow, trying to make sense of her words. "The first?" I repeated, my voice tinged with curiosity. "Do you mean... your first kill?"

However, there was no response. Ais remained silent, unmoving, as if she hadn't even heard my words. It was a disconcerting sight, and my worry deepened.

But before I could delve deeper into her thoughts, she suddenly took off running again, her voice echoing through the dungeon as she screamed, igniting her fighting spirit.

I couldn't help but quip, "Ais, slow down! You're going to outrun your own shadow!" Her determination was contagious, but sometimes she seemed more eager than a puppy chasing its own tail.

With a sigh, a mixture of admiration and exasperation, I muttered to myself, "The world's fastest swordswoman, ladies and gentlemen." But despite my playful teasing, I admired her unwavering spirit and her refusal to settle for mediocrity.

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As I sprinted through the winding corridors of the dungeon, the chaotic scene unfolded before my eyes. Goblins scurried about, engaged in a heated skirmish with Ais. It was time for me to lend my magical prowess to the fray.

With a flourish, I pointed my trusty magic staff, Everflame, towards one of the goblins. "Alright, little troublemaker, time for a taste of magic!" I exclaimed with a mischievous grin.

Reciting the incantation of my skill, I channeled the mana within me, uttering the words, "Ignis et Lux, Arcane Bolt!"

Sparks of fire and light coalesced around the tip of my staff, forming a pulsating bolt of magical energy.

I let it fly towards the targeted goblin, aiming to give it a surprise it wouldn't soon forget. It was like a fiery party popper, but with a bit more oomph!

"Hope you brought your sunscreen, because things are about to heat up!" I quipped, unable to resist adding a touch of whimsy to the situation.

As the goblins shifted their attention towards me, a mischievous grin spread across my face. "Oh, so you want to tango with me? Well, prepare to dance, baby!"

With a swift motion, I unleashed a rapid onslaught of Arcane Bolts, reciting the incantation with unwavering speed.

"Ignis et Lux, Arcane Bolt! Ignis et Lux, Arcane Bolt!"

The words effortlessly rolled off my tongue as magical projectiles shot forth towards the approaching goblins.

The goblins fell like leaves in a storm, their numbers diminishing with each bolt that found its mark. It was a thrilling killstreak, matching the prowess displayed by Ais on the battlefield. We were an unstoppable duo, leaving a trail of defeated foes in our wake.

Amidst the exhilaration, Riveria's voice broke through, a reminder to temper my magical fervor. "Althea, remember not to exhaust yourself. Use your magic wisely, or you might find yourself on the floor gasping for breath."

Unable to resist a retort, I quipped back at Riveria, keeping the mood light amidst the intensity. "Don't worry, Riveria! I'll save a little magic for a grand finale that will leave you in awe. Wouldn't want to steal the show from myself!"

With a playful wink, I resumed my magical barrage, launching an unrelenting stream of Arcane Bolts at the remaining goblins. The incantations and quips flowed effortlessly, each bolt bringing me closer to victory.

While focused on my magical display, I couldn't help but notice Ais's relentless onslaught against the goblins, her breath growing heavier with every strike.

Seizing the opportunity for a light-hearted jab, I called out to her, "Ais, my fearless warrior, remember to breathe! We don't want you turning into a fire-breathing dragon just yet!"

However, my amusement quickly turned to concern as I realized Ais was pushing herself to the brink of exhaustion. One goblin poised to strike while she lay defenseless.

Reacting with swift reflexes, I raised Everflame, my trusted magic staff, pointing it at the goblin and uttering the incantation for Arcane Bolt.

"Ignis et Lux, Arcane Bolt!"

The bolt erupted from the staff, finding its mark with deadly precision, and the goblin crumbled to the ground.

Ais was safe, but as I rushed to her side, I found her lying motionless, completely drained of energy.

Worry flooded my thoughts as I quickly run towards her and checked her condition, pleading for her to respond. "Ais, please, say something! Are you alright?"

In a feeble voice, she mustered the strength to mutter words that resonated deeply within me. "I must grow stronger. No matter the cost, I'll fight these monsters... to fulfill my deepest wish."

Caught off guard by her unwavering determination, I couldn't help but interject with a quip, trying to lighten the heavy atmosphere. "Well, Ais, I hope your wish includes a cozy bed and a mountain of snacks after this. You've definitely earned it!"

But beneath the jest, I felt a profound sense of admiration for Ais's unwavering resolve. She was driven by an inner fire, a desire to overcome any obstacle.

As a dear sister, I vowed to stand by her side, supporting her in her journey to become stronger.

United in spirit and bound by friendship, we delved deeper into the dungeon, ready to conquer any challenge that lay in our path. Heroes in the making.

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