The Omnipotent Empress

Chapter 13 "Goblin Dungeon"

(WARNING: BAD WORDS/SWEARING, BAD GRAMMAR, BLOOD, AND VIOLENCE)

Talking/Whispering/Yelling: "______"

Thinking/Thoughts/Telepathy: '______'

Unique Talking: •_______•

Me talking: (____)

Game system: _____:) _____:( _____;D

Sage: "'_______'"

Ziselaer talk/password talk: >_______<

Sound effects: *_________*

Game Announcements: [_______]

March 23 (it's hard to keep up with the dates)

Renata: "I want to go on an adventure!!"

Kyle: "No."

Renata: "Please, Daddy!"

Kyle: "Did you hear what I said? No."

Renata: "..." *Gloom...*

Kyle: "Ah..." 'No! I won't allow her!'

Renata: "Daddy...I won't talk to you anymore..."

Kyle: "😱" *Panicked sounds*

In the end, he fails to stop her and is obliged to allow her to do adventuring. Renata was accompanied by Claude.

They stepped into the wide, bustling building at the heart of the city—the Adventurer's Guild.

Despite being only 6 years old, Renata walked in with a calm, composed expression, her steps light and confident. The massive space was filled with adventurers of all kinds—beastkin in armor, elves in cloaks, loud humans bragging about completed hunts, and mages comparing spell tomes. It was a sea of weapons, laughter, and movement.

Claude, walking beside her like a shadow, glanced around warily.

Claude: "Isn't it too soon, young miss?"

Renata: "It's better than waiting."

'According to the novel, the summoning of the Earth-born twins happens when I turn fifteen. The original Renata died at seventeen. That gives me just eleven years. Every second counts.'

Claude said nothing further, though the crease in his brow deepened.

'You always think too far ahead...young miss.'

They approached the reception counter. A cheerful woman with curled hair and a tailored guild uniform looked up and smiled brightly.

Guild Lady: "Hello there! Welcome to the Adventurer's Guild! How can I help you today?"

Claude: "This young lady wishes to register as an adventurer."

The woman tilted her head and leaned slightly forward, peering at Renata in surprise.

Guild Lady: "She's rather young. How old are you, sweetheart?"

Claude: "She's ten. Just turned."

Renata gave Claude a quick approving glance.

Renata (inwardly): 'Good job keeping it short.'

Guild Lady: "Alright then, she qualifies. Let me prepare the documents."

She placed a stack of parchment, a crystal orb, and a thin bronze card on the counter. With brisk efficiency, she began explaining.