Danmachi: Is It Wrong to Be the Main Character in Orario?

"In addition to the 5 cubic meters of internal space, the waist pouch also has spatial properties. Simply put, unless the attack can break through space itself, it can't inflict any real damage on the pouch."

This was essentially a side effect of how Bell created spatial tools—he bound a pocket dimension directly onto the pouch, turning it into the anchor for that space.

As a result, the pouch and the space were intrinsically linked, giving it a kind of reinforced durability.

"Of course, just because it can't be destroyed doesn't mean it can absorb damage. Space, by nature, is intangible—untouchable. So using the pouch to block attacks is just wishful thinking. At most, it might stop something sharp from puncturing it."

Bell made sure to clarify that point in advance. He didn't want anyone getting the idea to use the pouch like armor. Sure, the pouch would survive—but the person trying to block the hit? That was a different story.

Still, this added durability gave Finn a pleasant surprise.

'A 5-cubic-meter space, and hard to destroy... definitely ideal for expeditions.'

'With a few of these, the profit from each expedition could rise dramatically.'

As someone who went on every expedition, Finn knew all too well why their earnings were always tight. Most of it came down to logistics—they could never bring back as many Magic Stones and drop items as they wanted due to supply limitations.

But now, that bottleneck might finally be solved.

With enough of these spatial tools, they could potentially recover the cost in a single trip.

In the long term, this was easily one of the most valuable items they could invest in.

Naturally, what Finn realized, Loki had already realized too. She took a deep breath.

"How much?"

"One hundred million Valis."

'That's one hell of a markup!'

Loki couldn't help but groan internally when Bell named the price.

But considering spatial items were something even Adventurers with "Mystery" couldn't produce—essentially a monopoly—she didn't really have room to complain, even if she felt like she was being robbed blind.

Taking another deep breath, she steeled herself and declared her order.

"Alright! I'll take ten!"

Bell lightly tapped the table with a finger. Instantly, nine more pouches appeared beside the first.

"Perfect timing. I only made ten. Since Loki-sama's so fond of them, I'll let you have the full batch."

Loki swallowed hard as she stared at the pouches laid out in front of her.

She knew this was going to drain their coffers—and that was without factoring in any other orders.

Selling ten spatial tools for a billion Valis... and suddenly, her fortune didn't feel quite so deep anymore.

Then, without realizing it, a sweet, almost forced smile crept onto her face.

"Hey, handsome... any chance I can get a discount?"

"Of course."

She hadn't even finished asking when Bell responded, causing her flattery to freeze mid-smile.

Bell wasn't about to fleece Loki Familia dry with just one product. A billion Valis wasn't their ceiling—he knew they still had plenty of wool left to shear, and he was bringing out the razor.

"Given the alliance between our Hestia Familia and Loki Familia, and since you'll likely have more orders coming, I'll give you a special rate for this first deal—half off."

It was a huge discount. One that, in most trades, would be seen as a loss.

But Loki didn't feel even a shred of joy.

A billion-Valis transaction slashed in half just like that? No way the other side wasn't still profiting heavily.

Only a fool would think this was some kind of charity.

That kind of discount only meant one thing: even with the price halved, Bell was still making plenty off the deal. Otherwise, why would he drop it so easily in the first round?

And now, what could she say? He'd offered half off before she even started haggling. Could she really push for more?

Come on—she was the "God of Evil," not the "God of Shamelessness."

Finn and the others could only sigh. They knew full well they'd just been carved up like prize lambs.

"Pfft!"

Hestia couldn't hold back a laugh, especially after seeing Loki's contorted expression. She was honestly on the verge of bursting out.

From the beginning, she hadn't been too worried about Bell getting taken advantage of in business. After all, she knew he held a monopoly over magical script—no one could replicate it easily.

For her Familia, the magical script Bell had mastered was basically a license to print money, depending on how generous—or ruthless—they wanted to be.

That laugh hit Loki like a dagger to the ears, making her already twisted face even more scrunched.

At that point, Bell decided to step in and smooth things over for his goddess.

"Loki-sama, this was a custom order. Our Hestia Familia doesn't plan to sell it to the public."

Alright, custom-made and not for public sale—that made Loki feel a little better.

"Then let's talk about some other products."

"I personally recommend the 'Purification' Rune Stone. It's used for detoxification, priced at 200,000 Valis."

"That's ridiculous. A regular antidote tops out at 20,000 Valis. You just jacked the price up tenfold!"

Loki was genuinely taken aback. That kind of markup was outrageous.

But Bell had his reasons, and he explained them calmly.

"Loki-sama, there's a good reason for that price."

"In the Dungeon, poison is one of the biggest threats. There are even deadly toxins that can bypass 'Abnormal Resistance'. 'Purification' can even clear out those."

Loki immediately thought of the Poison Vermis—disgusting things that lived deep in the Dungeon. Even Adventurers with 'Abnormal Resistance' could fall to them. Just a touch from those things could be lethal.

Even so, she wasn't quite convinced. After buying all those space pouches, her Familia could just stock up on regular antidotes. No need to splurge on detox Rune Stones.

But Bell wasn't done. He revealed another key feature of "Purification."

"'Purification' has an area-of-effect. It clears all poisons within a five-meter radius of the user and grants a three-minute immunity to further poisoning."

That made Loki's eyes light up. An AoE effect was already impressive—but a temporary immunity buff? That was something antidotes couldn't offer.

After all, antidotes took time to kick in. Magic worked instantly.

"I'll take it!"