Early in the morning, Hestia led many Xenos to the Guild for registration.
As for Aston, at this time, he was setting up barrier beads and magic artillery at the Familia's residence.
Previously, due to the delay in forging equipment and taming Xenos, the defense project for the Familia's residence had not been completed in two days.
Now that Aston had time, he naturally set about arranging these things properly.
The barrier beads were set up invisibly and intangibly, not revealing themselves unless attacked, making the barrier imperceptible from the outside.
However, the magic artillery was very conspicuous. Nine artillery pieces surrounded the villa, attracting frequent glances from passersby.
After all, it's not common in Orario to have artillery like this, and it's usually only large Familias that set them up around their residences.
But, while curious, the passersby didn't pay too much attention to it.
After setting up the barrier beads and magic artillery, Aston, with the large group of elves he recruited yesterday, marched grandly towards the direction of the Babel Tower.
As for Lyd and the others, they wouldn't join the dungeon adventure so soon.
After all, they had just come out of the dungeon, a place of utter darkness, and wouldn't rush back so quickly.
Moreover, Hestia had said that she would take Lyd and the others to enjoy the beauty of Orario in the following days.
So, today's adventure was only for the elf squad.
The Xenos not entering the dungeon also freed up Aston's time.
Otherwise, Aston would probably have spent another day in the forge.
The elf squad was uniformly equipped with second-level gear, unlike Lyd and the others. Those who had signed Faction Cards were fine, but those who hadn't might have some complaints.
This situation could easily lead to complaints about Aston not treating everyone equally.
It must be said that the early days of the Familia were really busy, and Aston was almost working like a dog.
If it weren't for his strong strength and mental fortitude, he wouldn't have been able to withstand these days of intense work.
However, after a while, the Familia would get on track, and Aston wouldn't need to worry about these things anymore.
He could leave things to Eina and Airel to manage.
Aston had already decided to entrust the magic corps to Airel, while the melee members would be led by Eina.
Once the Familia members' strength improved, and they were able to enter the lower levels of the dungeon, Aston would act together with them.
There was no choice, as the monsters in the upper and middle layers provided almost negligible experience points after Aston's level increased.
Only the monsters in the lower and deeper floors had not decreased too much, barely meeting Aston's experience needs.
Although Lyd and the others didn't want to enter the dungeon so soon, Aston would still need their help tomorrow.
After all, he was going to continue to the deeper floors tomorrow.
The movement of so many elves together also attracted a lot of attention and caused quite a stir.
The people of Orario were seeing so many elves walking together for the first time, and it seemed that they were all from the same Familia.
Everyone was curious about the fact that Aston's Familia consisted entirely of elves, both residents and adventurers.
However, Aston didn't pay attention to these curiosities, ignoring the glances of the people and quickened his pace towards the Tower of Babel.
But halfway there, Aston was stopped.
He was stopped by Syr (Freya), whom he hadn't seen in a long time.
"Long time no see, Half-Elf-san," she greeted.
"Half-Elf-san, you have been ignoring my invitations, and I'm very disappointed," she said.
"I would like to invite Half-Elf-san to visit the Hostess of Fertility," said Freya, dressed as a waitress of the pub, smiling at Aston as she extended the invitation again.
This time, Aston did not refuse. After pondering for a moment, he replied.
"Tonight, I will come with the new members of our Familia. Please reserve some extra seats for us," said Aston with a smile.
"Really!"
"I am Syr, Syr Flova. How many seats do you need, Half-Elf-san?"
"Just call me Aston."
"As for the seats, we'll need about eighty, is that okay?" Aston nodded gently, mentioning the number of seats he needed, then took out a valis from his system space and handed it over as a deposit.
Aston was planning to hold a welcoming ceremony for the new members of Hestia Familia tonight at the Hostess of Fertility.
This event was supposed to take place last night, but he was too busy last night and didn't have the time.
He had just tamed Lyd and others last night, so it was a good time to hold it together.
With about fifty people like Lyd and others, plus Airel, Eina, and 27 elves, along with Aston and Hestia, eighty seats would be enough.
"Yes, Aston-san, I will take care of it and ensure the task is completed," Syr's smile brightened, innocently accepting the task and taking the deposit from Aston.
God knows how long Freya, disguised as Syr, had been waiting for this moment at the Hostess of Fertility.
She had started to approach Aston ten days ago, wanting him to come to the pub so she could get close to him and build a relationship.
But ten days passed, and Aston hadn't stepped foot into the pub.
This somewhat disappointed Freya.
And now, Freya was finally excited to see Aston visiting the Hostess of Fertility.
"See you tonight, Syr-san."
"Just call me Syr."
"Okay, Syr."
After a brief exchange with Syr, Aston glanced at Ryuu in the pub, gave a slight nod, and then continued leading the large group majestically towards the Tower of Babel.
"Indeed, with Aston's condition, if he wants to expand his Familia, he can easily muster a large army of elves!" Ryuu thought, watching the many elves passing by the entrance of the Hostess of Fertility.
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