After some serious discussioween the Bahamut familia members, everyone quickly fiheir breakfast, ready to face the day.

  As the table was being cleared up, Draco suddenly excimed out-loud.

  He had just remembered something important.

  “What is wrong?”. Cir asked, ed.

  “I fot to sell the magic stones I brought back 5 days ago” Draco expined.

  He had been unscious for 3 days and took ara two days off, pletely fetting the loot he had brought from the dungeon.

  "Oh, do magic stones depreciate in value that quickly?" Vasiliki asked, pig up on the reason for Draco's panic.

  Draco's expression turned ptive. "I'm irely sure," he admitted.

  "Magic stones from the dungeon are usually sold to the guild immediately, so I haven't had much experieh how quickly their value depreciates." he added.

  The value of magic stones diminishes over time as the magic stored within them escaped its fi if not properly stored.

  Draco's dungeon bag had remained untouched for the past five days, and he was worried that the stones might have lost a signifit amount of their value.

  "Well, there's o fuss about it," Dimitra said as she gathered the ptes from the table.

  "We're heading to the guild this m, so you'll be able to find out the ahen." she said.

  "That's true," Draco replied, his expression lightening.

  ‘I wonder what method the guild uses to store magic stones without them degrading’ Draco couldn’t help but wonder.

  As everyone was getting ready to leave, Draco suddenly spoke up again.

  "Oh, I almost fot to ask – Bahamut-, how long was the punishment you gave Michalis and Vasiliki?" he asked, a mischievous smile pying on his lips.

  "Geh, how did you know about that?" Michalis excimed, his face flushing with embarrassment.

  Dimitra, who had been the oo inform Draco about the i during one of her visits while he was rec, quickly scurried away to the kit with the dishes in tow, trying to avoid any form of frontation.

  "It was about two weeks," Bahamut replied calmly.

  "Let's make that a month," Draco said, his toern.

  "What? Isn't that unfair?" Vasiliki immediately protested.

  "Hmm, did I hear something pining?" Draco asked sarcastically.

  "Do you wao triple it?" he questioned Vasiliki, raising an eyebrow.

  Michalis, sensing the futility uing, wisely kept his mouth shut, though his internal grumblings were evident.

  'A whole month of chores for three houses? When will I have time to do anything else?' he thought, resigning himself to the punishment.

  Draco, seeing both Vasiliki and Michalis accept their punishment turned his attention to the other only to see them still lounging in their seats.

  "What are you all sitting around frab your dungeon gear a's get going!" he barked.

  A bit startled, they quickly scrambled to their feet, and began preparing their dungeon gear.

  "Go easy ooday, okay?" Bahamut said as she chuckled lightly.

  Draco's expression softened slightly as he nodded.

  He uood what Bahamut meant – it would take everyone a while to readjust to their previous schedule and pace after taking five whole days off.

  He o start the day off easy to avoid any acts.

  With everythiled at home for the m, the Bahamut familia departed for the dungeon.

  Bahamut stood by the door, bidding them farewell, and waited for them to disappear into the distance before returning to the house, already making pns for dinner.

  ……………………………………………………………..

  It didn't take long for the Bahamut familia to arrive at the guild.

  Upoering, Draediately spotted Rose, her expression as stoic as ever as she ied with the adventurers roached her booth.

  Despite her outwardly posed demeanor, Draco could sense an underlying tension in the way she carried herself.

  It didn't take long for Rose to notice the Bahamut familia's arrival.

  She greeted them with a subtle nod and a slight upward tug at the ers of her lips - a gesture that, to the untrained eye, may have seemed no more than a polite formality.

  But to them who had spent time in her pany, that almost imperceptible ge in her demeanor spoke volumes.

  'Ugh, she is definitely angry, but there was a hint of disbelief and surprise mixed in as well. Did she perhaps think we were dead?' Draco wondered, his keeiliaudying Rose's subtle expressions.

  The line of eager applits crawled slowly forward, and soon Rose found someoo temporarily relieve her at the booth.

  Now free from her duties, she gestured for the Bahamut familia to follow her to a more private meeting area.

  But Drasisted on a secluded room, g the sensitive nature of the information he had to share.

  "Wele back, Bahamut familia," Rose began, her voice calm and steady, betraying none of the emotions that Draew must be raging within her.

  "We are the ones who should be apologizing," Draediately respohe others quickly following his lead.

  "We put you through unnecessary worry and ." he added.

  Rose was visibly shaken by the sudden apology, though she mao maintain her posure.

  Draco then began reting the events of the past five days, carefully omitting the mruesome details and his own solo foray to the 15th floor.

  "Wait, you repeat that again?" Rose interjected, her expression shifting to one of shod disbelief.

  "You're a what now?" she asked.

  "Uhm, a Level 2," Draco repeated, his reptilian eyes meeting Rose's gaze steadily.

  "But how?" Rose questioned, her furry red tail shing out wildly in a clear sign of her iurmoil.

  "It's only been about a month and a half!" she muttered.

  "Well, that's a bit of a sensitive topic," Draco replied, unwilling to divulge the specifics of his and his familia's accelerated growth.

  Rose stared into his eyes, clearly struggling to process the information aermine whether she could believe what she was hearing.

  She khat when the information got out, a lot of trouble was going to follow.

  "Wait, don't tell me the others too," she asked, gng at Cir, Michalis, Eleni, Nikoos, Dimitra, Vasileios, and Vasiliki.

  "No, we're not monsters like Draii," Eleni hastily replied.

  "Our stats are just average." Dimitra added.

  Draoticed the relief that washed over Rose's expression upon hearing this.

  Her was uandable - being the guild advisor to eight budding adventurers with such monstrous potential would undoubtedly be a daunting burden to bear.

  'Look at these kids, thinking their stats are normal,' Draco thought, a weird grin unknowingly creeping onto his face.

  'I really want t about them, but I should probably keep quiet for now. It will be more iing to see her expression in two months' time.' he mused.

  "Ahem," Rose coughed lightly, quickly reposing herself.

  "As a Level 2, I know that you must be eager to delve deeper into the dungeon, Draco. However, I would advise against that for now." she said.

  She paused, seemingly choosing her words carefully.

  "While it is true that you are strohe same ot be said for the others. Ah, I mean that the deeper floors are a bit difficult for you alone, Draco, so it's best to wait a bit for the others to catch up." She advised.

  Draodded in uanding, reizing Rose's not only for his own well-being but for the safety and cohesion of the entire Bahamut familia.

  Though they had proven their mettle, the deeper levels of the dungeon were undoubtedly treacherous, and Rose was right to sel caution.

  "I pletely uand what you are saying, but we at least dive down till the 12th floor? I believe that we ha," Draco suggested, his tone measured and thoughtful.

  Rose pondered on his proposal for a while, carefully weighing the risks.

  "I allow you all to reach the 12th floor, but you must agree to avoid fighting a baby dragon at all costs," she said, her voice firm yet tinged with a hint of .

  Draodded, his expression resolute. "We do that, but if it's a situation we 't avoid, we will fight it," he replied.

  The room then fell into an unfortable silence.

  Rose made several attempts to say something but every time she opened her mouth, the words didn’t e out, after a short while Rose posed her thoughts then spoke.

  "I'm gd to see you all safe and sound. When you didn't return after the usual time, I... I must admit, I was worried that something had happeo you," she fessed, her voice softening ever so slightly.

  Her words came as a shock, because the Rose they all knew wouldn’t say such a thing, but it was warming to know how ed she was for them, especially Cir who didn’t particurly get along with her.

  “Thank you for your , I will try to ensure such a situatio happen again” Draco replied, pleased with the growth in their retionship with her.

  Rose found herself staring at Draco, her gaze lingering on his partially obscured features, a veil of mystery surrounding him.

  She knew from the information he had provided to the guild that he was something called a "Dragon kin," but the intriguiails had piqued her curiosity even further.

  Despite having known him for over a month, the reasons behind his desire to ceal his appearaill eluded her.

  Rose was fident that it was not due to a ck of trust, but the very nature of this enigma only served to heighten her i.

  "Rose-san, Rose-san," Draco called out several times , snapping her out of her pensive reverie.

  "Oh, sorry. I spaced out for a bit," Rose replied, a slight tinge of embarrassment c her words.

  The meeting tinued for a while, eventually drawing to a close.

  Afterward, Draco sold his loot to Rose before leading his familia towards the dungeon.

  A/N: Will be doing some time skips to speed things up ?. 100 plus chapters and haven’t reached any major arc’s, frustrating to read even for me the writer.