Upoering the private room within the guild, Draco as the captain of his familia, provided a brief at of their ret aplishments.

  He refrained from delving into the intricate details regarding the individual skills of each familia member, but offered a brief description, along with a cise overview of their roles and funs.

  Draco was acutely aware that the guild was irely trustworthy, fag substantial corruptioe being run by a powerful god.

  Their guild advisor, Rose, was not ined to disclose the information he had shared with her, but as a guild employee, she was obligated to dot such details.

  Draco harboured a lingering that knowledge about his familia’s abilities might eventually be leaked beyond the fines of the guild.

  "I see. I apologize for my earlier suspis and unprofessional behavior," Rose expressed sincerely with a bow.

  Seeking to smooth the retionship between his familia members and Rose, Draced at Cir, hoping she would reciprocate the apology and bring the matter to a close.

  Cir, pig up on Draco's unspoken iions, relented.

  "I'm sorry f to provoke a rea from you," she said, addressing Rose.

  With this resolved, the meeting progressed smoothly, though there remained a palpable tensioween them and Rose.

  Draco reasohat this could be addressed and mended with time.

  The discussiouro future pns and how they would proceed.

  Sadly, no words of approval came from Rose, granting them permission to delve deeper into the dungeon.

  ‘Well, I somewhat expected this oute, so we'll just have to tih the inal pn,’ Draco thought.

  After the meeting, Rose calcuted their earnings from the magic stohey had procured.

  200 goblin magic stones fetched a total of 90,000 Valis, selling at 450 Valis per stone.

  107 dungeon lizard magic stones earhem 55,100 Valis, with each stone selling at 515 Valis.

  Lastly, the 156 Kobold magic stones earned an impressive 96,720 Valis, with each stone selling at 620 Valis.

  The value of these magic stones fluctuated based on market demand, and prices could easily ge.

  In total, the Bahamut familia had amassed an impressive 241,820 Valis, a substantial sum of money for a newly established familia.

  After inf them of the final amount, Rose took the magic stones aed t the moo the familia.

  "Whoa, that's a lot of money right!" Michalis excimed upon hearing their total earnings.

  Gng at Cir, he began pting how he might spend his share, while Eleni could already envision herself drowning in a room filled with sweets.

  Rose soourned with the money, and the Bahamut familia swiftly exited the guild, heading towards their goddess Bahamut's house.

  ………………………………………

  "ee, you were awesome while dealing with that guild advisor," Vasiliki plimented, hugging Cir's waist from behind as they walked.

  "Brrr, that's scary. Since when did you ever call me 'nee'?" Cir replied, attempting to pry Vasiliki's arms away.

  "Well, someone had to do something about the situation," Cir added, her gaze pierg Draco from behind.

  However, Draco pretended not to notid quied his walking pace.

  "Tsk, coward," Cir muttered under her breath.

  "I believe Rose-san was simply having a bad day. She was not behaving that way in the m," Vasileios interjected, attempting to provide a more nuanced perspective.

  Dimitra tered firmly, "That still does not give her the right to take it out on us. We are the oaking the risks in the dungeon, so what does she, who merely stands in her booth all day, have to be upset about?" she said.

  Nodding in agreement, Nikoos supported Dimitra's stanbsp;

  "That is a valid point." he said.

  Draco, hearing the dire of their versation, decided to shed some light on an advisor's position.

  "Being an advisor is not as easy as you all may imagihink of it this way - you are responsible for providing guidao new adventurers, who could range from adults to even children of various races like ourselves." he paused, allowing the weight of his words to settle.

  "If the adventurers heed your advice, your sel signifitly influeheir as in the dungeon. Now, imagine if those adventurers who trusted yuidanever returned from the dungeon one day." Draco's gaze swept across the group, ensuring he had their full attention.

  Vasileios pted the sario, his brow furrowing.

  "I would wonder if it was my advice, or the ck thereof, that tributed to their demise in some way." he said.

  Eleni’s expression grew pensive as she sidered the implications.

  "And if this has happened more than once, I would either start questioning my own abilities as an advisor or bme the adventurers for their failures." she said.

  Draodded, aowledging their answers.

  "You see, it is a mentally demanding job, fraught with the weight of responsibility and the doubt that linger after tragic losses." he said.

  Vasiliki’s eyes narrowed, a hint of suspi evident in her voibsp;

  "True, we uand her perspective a bit better now. But why are you defending her, Draii? Is there something going oween you two?" she asked.

  Michalis elbowed Draco, a mischievous grin spreading across his fabsp;

  "Hehehe, Draii, care to answer?" he asked.

  Thwack!

  Draco swiftly struck Michalis on the head, his annoyance evident.

  "That is annoying." he muttered.

  Michalis rubbed his head, wing in pain.

  "Ouch! You didn't have to hit me. Why do I feel like you've been so mean to me tely?" he questioned.

  "Because you've been doing a lot of stupid things retly," Draco replied bluntly.

  Clearing his throat, Draco tinued, "Anyway, I'm not particurly defending her. As I've said before, things are not always as they seem. It's best to keep an open mind, avoid jumping to clusions, and pay attention to the subtle details around you." he answered.

  Michalis narrowed his eyes, sensing Draco's evasiveness.

  "Why do I feel like you've turhis into some sort of life lesson to avoid the inal question? Say have you met her before by any ce?" he asked.

  Drawardly cursed, realizing he had been caught.

  'Damn, I 't say that I know about Rose from watg the series in my past life. Why is Michalis oddly perceptive today' he wondered.

  Quickly posing himself, he tered, "Well, you just don't think that deeply."

  The rest of the group - Cir, Eleni, Nikoos, Dimitra, Vasileios, and Vasiliki - nodded in agreement with Draco's assessment of Michalis.

  "Tsk, ganging up on me," Michalis muttered under his breath, feeling outnumbered.

  Eleni's stomach suddenly rumbled, interrupting the tense exge.

  "By the way, what are we going to eat? I'm incredibly hungry." she asked.

  As if ohe wind carried the delectable smell of various treats from the nearby food stalls ahead of them, triggering a synized chorus of growling stomachs.

  Draco quickly interjected before Eleni could make a suggestion.

  "We will have di our inn." he said.

  "But we earned a det amount of mooday! Shouldn't we reward ourselves?" Eleni immediately protested.

  Draco raised a hand to silence her.

  “Do you all want to manage your finances from today onwards. It’s not easy” Draco began.

  “Thirty pert of our earnings, which amounts to around 72,500 Valis, will go towards the familia's operation funds. The remaining 170,000 Valis will then be split evenly among the eight of us." he said.

  "Additionally, you all will then have to be responsible for c the costs of your personal belongings, meals, equipment maintenance, and aodations," Draco stated firmly.

  "However, there may be room fotiation if you are all willing to allocate ara pertage of your earnings towards these expenses." he added.

  The group fell silent, collectively processing the implications of Draco's sudden proposal.

  Vasiliki was the first to voice her s.

  "Isn't that a bit too much to ask of us?" she murmured, her brow furrowed in ption.

  Eleni, quickly tried to make her presence less pronounced. She felt as though, the others might sh at her, because she was the one who led to this topic.

  ‘I probably shouldn't mention anything money-reted to Draii for a while,’ she thought to herself, reizing the delicate nature of the situation.

  "So, that means each of us will receive approximately 21,250 Valis from today's earnings if t this? And are you really going to gh with it?" Dimitra asked.

  Draodded, his expression serious. "Yes, I will . So it's important that you all begin to establish a good financial pn and adhere to it, so that we tio grow and support our familia's ambitions." he replied.

  ‘That should keep them quiet for a while’ Draco thought.

  He didn’t pn to give them all their earnings from the start. The pn was to give them a small portion of their earnings as pocket money.

  The rest was going to be recorded and saved for them till they were financially responsible enough.

  As phe rest of the group remained silent, their expressions a mix of apprehension and resignation, as they trudged towards the Bahamut’s House.

  …………………………………………………………

  Upon arriving, Draco used his key to unlock the door, and they were greeted by the warm wele of Bahamut, who had been patiently awaiting their return.

  "Wele bae," Bahamut said, setting aside the book she had been engrossed in, her voice ced with genuine joy and relief.

  "We're back," they all replied in unison, their spirits lifted by the familiar surroundings and the goddess's kiion.

  Bahamut's gaze swept over the group, taking in their weary but satisfied expressions.

  "So, how was your day in the dungeon?" she inquired, her curiosity piqued.

  Michalis, let out a dramatic groan as he peeled off his armour and dungeon bag, before colpsing onto the coubsp;

  "Ugh, I feel like I'm dying," he mented, his voice dripping with exhaustion.

  Vasiliki, immediately took a, swiftly delivering a firm kiichalis's leg.

  Michalis winced in pain, fusion written across his fabsp;

  "Ouch! Why did you hit me?" he protested, rubbing the sore spot on his leg.

  Vasiliki's response was swift and unyielding.

  "How you just y on the couch with your sweat-covered body!" she chastised, her eyes narrowed in disapproval.

  Draikoos, and Vasileios, who had been about to follow Michalis's lead, quickly residered their as, reizing the gravity of Vasiliki's admonishment.

  "Oh, shit," Michalis cursed, immediately springing up from the couch, his face flushed with embarrassment upon seeing the stain.

  "My apologies, Bahamut-sama," he said, addressing the goddess with a respectful bow.

  Bahamut's expression remained calm and uanding.

  "It's quite alright," she assured him, her voice soothing.

  "We will be living together soon, after all." she added.

  Dimitra, sensing the o move the versation in a more positive dire, began reting their experiences in the dungeon, her eyes shining with excitement.

  The others chimed in, adding their own perspectives and insights as they ed their armour and ons, seated on the floor.

  As Dimitra's at drew to a close, Bahamut houghtfully.

  "Sound like you all had a stressful day. I'm just gd to see that you all returned home safely," she said, her gaze sweeping over the group.

  The word "home" resonated deeply with Drad his family, stirring memories of the emotional scars they still endured from the loss of their previous home.

  Dimitra's smile widened. "Yes, we're so grateful to be home," she replied, her se echoed by the collective expressions of te on everyone’s faces.

  After a brief period of casual versation, Draco decided to broach the topic of the house door, turning to Bahamut.

  "When will the owner of the house door be here?" he inquired, recalling Bahamut's earlier promise te a meeting by the evening.