Disclaimer, Danmachi and it's characters belong to Fujino Ōmori and J.C Staff
This story contains elements of DiD (Damsels in distress) if this is not your cup of tea you have been warned!
Another long day had passed in the guild, adventurers have come and gone to the dungeon earning their daily crystals and loot, to trade in to the guild.
The guild was always busy like this, the workers barely catching a break, though there was one heighlight of their day to lighten up the day.
"Eina-saaaaan!" Yelled a particularly enthusiastic adventuerer named Bell Cranel as he made his way to the guild, covered in remains of his defeated foes, much to the shagrin of his advisor.
"I keep telling you, you are a solo adventurer! You can get yourself killed if you go too far... haven't you learned since the minotaur?" said Eina scoldingly, hardly the first time.
"Well, I just thought... I'd gain experience quicker if I taught stronge- "Bell did not get to finish before interrupted.